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He loved her.
But he wasn’t going to blurt that out now and ruin this.Because there was lust in her gaze, sure.But love?He had a lifetime to confess how completely crazy in love with her he was.For now, he would show her.Besides, his woman preferred he say delightfully filthy things.
He spun her to face the hot spring surrounded by so many flat surfaces he couldn’t wait to try out.The water bubbled and swirled as though mirroring the frenzy of his emotions.“I wanted you naked.Under the sky.In the open.Where anyone could see you but only I will.”
“Yes.”
He untied the knot behind her neck, peeling the dress from her inch by inch and following the path of his fingers with his mouth.With each tug, he told her what he wanted to do next.
“Stop talking and get to doing.”
He laughed against her skin.“I thought you liked dirty talk.”
“Not when it takes forever for you to…”
He uncovered her breasts and cut her rant short.“Perfection.”Not too big.Not too small.Not too anything.Just perfection.He’d been teased for years by the risqué photoshoots she’d done with only her nipples left to the imagination.He’d known each curve of her breasts from billboards and covers, and still, it hadn’t compared with the reality of being able to trace those soft swells with his fingertips.Hell, he’d stared at her breasts in goblin form when she slipped skins, and they were bigger, more muscled and freaking green, yet still flawless.
The steam from the hot spring circled her, making her skin damp and her hair curl the slightest bit.He trailed his thumb along a bead of moisture, brushing against her nipple.Her choked whimper was his reward.
“You like that?”He did it again.
“Yes.”
His queen was so agreeable when he made love to her.Yesseemed to be her only word, and he wanted to make her say it over and over.
“What if I do this?”He flicked his tongue where his thumb had been.
There was that whimper again.Thank the powers for those little sounds she made.“We’ll get you a goblin gown in every single color so I can strip each shade of the rainbow off you.”He fastened his mouth over her right breast, toying with the other.
Her answer was a strangled sound that could have been yes, and she ran her fingers through his hair to hold him close.Not that she needed to.He could do this for hours.Kissing her.Discovering new places to touch and taste.Making her come apart one lick at a time.
He slid the dress over her hips, and she swayed with a low moan.It sounded like a sexy moan, but what if it was a pain moan?He’d heard those yesterday from her and never wanted to hear them again.He stood, avoiding her left side and holding her by the waist as gently as he could.“Is it your shoulder?Are you all right?”
“Trust me, nothing hurts right now.”
He bit at her, and she made the same noise.Definitely not a pain moan.“You sure about that?What if I touch you here?”He slipped his hand between her legs and under her panties.“So wet.Soaking.I can’t wait to be inside you, to pull you into my lap and have you ride me.”
“Yes, do that.”
“In a minute.I need to taste all of you first.To have you come apart in my arms.To suck down your pleasure.Is it as sweet as the rest of you?”By the powers, she loved dirty talk.She opened her legs wider, and he could feel her slickness against his hand.She moved against him as if she couldn’t wait another minute.“Do you scream when you come?What sounds do you make?”
The stones around the hot spring were too hard for what he wanted.He yanked at his shirt with one hand.He’d dreamed about her for so long.Now that she was his, he was afraid she might disappear if he let go.
The fabric slipped over his head with a static crackle.His hair probably stood on end, yet he didn’t give a damn.He only wanted his mouth on her.He balled the fabric and tossed it on the closest rock.Here was hoping that’d be comfortable enough for her to sit on while he licked and devoured.The wind through the trees made a whistling sound and blew cold on his blistering hot skin.He welcomed the relief because this chemistry between them, her reactions to his every touch, her parted lips, and sweet sighs were burning him from within.
“Oh.”She put a hand to his chest, tracing scars there.“Do these still hurt?”She ran her fingers from the burn marks to the sliced wards to the tracks in his veins that snaked along his arms.
“No.”The witch Senate had done its worst.They’d left their marks permanently carved into his skin.Ugly reminders that he couldn’t and wouldn’t erase.Except what if she hated them?“Do they bother you?”Please say they didn’t turn her off.Not with the way he ached to be inside her.
“Only because they caused you pain.”
“I deserved it.”
She lifted her gaze to his and put her mouth on one of the jagged red welts.“We both have things about ourselves we don’t like.It’s whether or not we can accept those parts in each other.”Her hot breath blazed along the sensitive skin there.
This woman.She tore open hurts he hadn’t known were there, only to soothe and heal.He kissed her with all the love and hopes of forever that he couldn’t say out loud.He lowered her to the stone, making sure the fabric of his shirt cushioned the contact against hard rock.Her breasts arched, her nipples tight in the cool air that even the rush of steam from the springs couldn’t keep away.Chill bumps prickled on her skin.
“Don’t worry, I’ll warm you up.”He knelt between her thighs, ignoring the rough stone beneath his knees.It would anchor him to reality instead of this fantasy come to life.The scent of her, the contrasting feel of her soft skin and the scratch of her dress, the gasp of surprise she made.It filled his senses, calling to his powers.He fought them, struggling to keep control when everything about her made him want to lose it.
“Kneeling before your queen isn’t necessary.”The teasing in her voice was edged with shakiness.Nerves, maybe?
“Oh, but it is.”He yanked her closer.“Let me show you.”
