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The flush from the orgasms he wrang from her covered the self-conscious heat spreading over her cheeks.
“No,” she answered, wondering how he intended to wedge that into her.
He returned to her, kissing her as his hand smoothed down the front of her throat, to the front of her chest, and cupped her breast. He moved the pad of his thumb over her nipple in torturous circles and Faye moaned into his mouth.
Rune teased her, toying with her body until her nails bit into his shoulder and back. His hands slipped lower, under her, palming her ass as he easily picked her up. Faye stiffened; his fingers too close to her slick heat.
Rune moved them further onto the bed, nipping at her earlobe. “Calm yourself,” his accented voice was filled with dark promises, “I will be easy with you.”
Faye gasped when he touched her, teasing her opening but not pressing into her. She felt exposed. Spread wide and at his mercy with her legs around his waist like this.
She moaned as he slid two fingers through her folds and clung to him when they found her too sensitive clit. He made her body sing, alternating his touch until Faye was sure she would break.
She leaned back when he gave her a reprieve, catching her breath. She cupped her hand to the side of his face, brushing her thumb through the misted shadows that swayed beneath his pale blue gaze. They shifted, swirling in different directions as her thumb passed through them, then dissipated to nothing. “What are these?”
“The Ra’Voshnik rising in me.”
The part of him that clung to her when he was in her mind. Faye smiled and asked, “Can I see it?”
Rune kissed her, laying her on her back, before saying, “It would be best if I remained in control.” He shifted his hips and his considerable length moved over where she ached for him.
Faye reached between them, her fingers curling around the tip of his cock as he thrust over her. His shadows intensify and Faye reached for more of him. Rune groaned as black flooded through his gaze and dissipated. “You are making it difficult to hold my focus.”
She leaned up kissing his throat. “I want tonight to be pleasant for both of us,” she said before biting the base of his throat, holding him with her teeth.
Vibrations whispered under Faye’s mouth as a low growl sounded above her.
He dragged her against him, hooking his arm under her leg. Faye let go when he shoved her leg against her side. Pinning her beneath him, exposing more of her sensitive flesh as he thrust over her harder. Her breath caught when he gripped her tighter, his claws prickling but not breaking her skin.
Rune fisted her hair, rocking against her harder with a low growl. She was too sensitive. It was too much. Faye’s hand shot to his throat, squeezing until he slowed his onslaught. “Be nice,” she grated before pressing a kiss to his hair and releasing her hold.
He moved over her in slow rhythmic strokes, releasing her leg and met her gaze.
His eyes were entirely black. Faye’s eyes widened and he purred, holding her tighter. His dark gaze filled with the yearning she saw in their shared dreams.
Faye brought her fingers to the side of his face, and his eyes slid closed as he leaned into her touch.
It is a predator in its purest form living within me.
Faye thought Rune spoke of an aspect of himself. Urges and instincts.
She glanced up at the man who wasn’t Rune. He gazed at her with a drowning need Rune never gave into. Desperation, longing, and desire rolled into a single expression reflected in the dark pools of his shadowed eyes.
“You’re the Ra’Vo…”
“Ra’Voshnik.” He answered, holding her closer as he rubbed the side of his face against hers in an animalistic display of affection. “You are my queen.”
He kissed her, nipping her bottom lip while circling her nipple with the back of his curved claw. Pinching and teasing the peaks of her breasts until she arched her back for his touch. His thrusts moved in time with the pressure she needed, until her nails dug into his back.
He purred softly, nuzzling her throat. “Not tonight, but soon. You will submit to my fangs, my cock, and my will.”
His heated words sent her to the very edge as she imagined herself beneath him as he drove into her. His mouth pressed to her neck. Her nails bit deeper as she cried, “Please.”
The feel of a tongue at her entrance startled her. The Ra’Voshnik smirked at her, possessiveness dripping from him. “My will,” he said simply, before leaning closer to croon against her lips, “Take it for me.”
The phantom mouth pressed against her and thrusted its tongue into her in time with his cock sliding over her clit.
Faye’s head fell back, and her lips parted. She clung to him, taking what he gave her. Rolling her hips as she spread her legs wider, wanting more of him. Needing more.
