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Thea slid her mouth over his cock, taking him deep into her throat and finding a steady rhythm.
‘Fuck,’ Wilder muttered, his eyes closed, his ridged abdomen tensing.
The sight of him losing control had heat swelling between her legs, desire blazing as she worked down his length and cupped his balls.
His fingers speared through her hair and he jerked involuntarily beneath her, a low rumbling noise escaping him. ‘You keep doing that and I’m going to come.’
Thea smiled against him, holding him steady as she continued those lavishing strokes with her mouth.
Wilder’s grip in her hair tightened and a deep moan broke from his lips, the sound so wanton that Thea vowed to commit it to memory, and to do everything in her power to make sure she heard it again.
‘Thea,’ he murmured, before his hips arched to her, his whole body tensing.
Her Warsword cried out as he climaxed, spilling into her mouth.
Thea took it all, and only when he was trembling beneath her did she slide off his cock and survey him.
His mouth was parted as he tried to catch his breath, his cheeks flushed and beads of sweat dotting his broad chest.
‘Furies save me,’ he whispered, blinking up at her in awe. ‘You’ll be the end of me.’
Thea smiled. ‘I can think of worse ways to go.’
‘I’d die a happy man…’ Wilder reached for her. ‘But I’m not finished with you yet.’
Thea raised a brow, arousal pulsing through her as she saw that he was already hard for her again.
‘Warsword stamina,’ he said with a wicked grin, sitting up and pulling her into his lap.
When she passed the Great Rite, she’d have to thank the Furies herself.
Wilder positioned her so that she straddled him, her back to his chest, his erection pressed between her legs, his muscular thighs tensing under her own.
‘I have to be inside you,’ he rasped, running a hand down her sweat-slicked spine before grasping her hip. ‘Ride me, Thea.’
‘Yes…’ she murmured, shifting her weight so that the crown of him rubbed against her entrance. There, she lingered, lowering herself just over the tip before lifting again, teasing him, and herself.
‘Thea…’ His voice was low and already heavy again with need.
Gods, she loved it when he said her name like that. She thought she had known power when wielding a blade or a storm, but this? He made her feel like a queen.
Wilder reached around and brushed her clit with his fingers, trailing through the wetness with an appreciative groan. Thea cried out at the heat swelling between her thighs as he touched her. He somehow seemed to fill all the space around her. He was everywhere all at once, wrapping her in him.
‘Gods, what are you doing to me?’ he murmured against her shoulder, his beard scraping just enough to cause tiny bursts of pain that mingled with the pleasure.
Thea herself couldn’t bear it any longer. She needed him.
In one smooth glide, she sank down onto the length of him.
‘Fuck,’ Wilder barked, bowing beneath her.
Thea shifted her hips, allowing him even deeper before she rose up on her knees, only to slam back down on him again.
She gasped at the overwhelming sensation. He filled every inch of her, stretching her and hitting a spot deep within her that made stars burst in her vision.
Then his fingers started at her clit again, circling and teasing until her moans grew louder and louder. She was completely uninhibited, her breasts bouncing as she rode him, her backside slapping against his pelvis as that coil of desire took hold, unravelling her —
And then she was being lifted.
