Page 129 of Rage of Her Ravens


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He flexed his hips, his smooth shaft rubbing across my cleft, causing it to swell and drip.I don’t care.

I melted against him, surrendering to his heat as he continued to glide across my aching sex until I thought I’d go mad from the torture.

Blaze, please, I need you,I cried out in his mind.

You always have me,he purred, and then slid inside, slowly, agonizingly, until I thought I’d combust from need.

I dug my nails into his shoulders, our gazes locked, the love reflecting in his eyes making me melt beneath him as he rocked into me.

I cried out when his hand found my breast, pinching and pulling the nipple and sending euphoric sparks shooting through my entire body. I matched each of his thrusts, raising my hips and taking him deeper while we soared higher and higher toward that precipice of bliss.

Blaze, yes, my love. Yes!I called out in his mind as my climax finally hit like a punch to the chest, holding me captive while he pumped into me twice more and then stilled with a roar. His thick cockhead pulsed inside me like a heartbeat, causing me to climax again and again. I clung to him, riding out each wave with a moan of pleasure.

He rolled over much too soon, so I rolled with him, refusing to let him pull out. He dug his hands into my hips with a growl, his wings spread out beneath us while I ground against him, slowly at first, but then I rode him harder and faster, panting as he thrust his hips into me. I knew I’d be sore later, but the pressure of his large cockhead battering my womb was too glorious to stop. My eyes rolled into the back of my head when he latched onto my breasts, rolling my nipples between his fingers. The climax that shot through me went off like cannon fire, the intensity taking me by surprise. He stilled with a curse, his cockhead pulsing in me again.

By the time I fell on top of his chest, gasping for breath, we were both slick with sweat and our juices. He laughed at the mess and tried to clean us both with a sponge, but halfway through we realized the sheets were ruined, and we were both in need of a bath.

He carried me to the bathing room and warmed a shallow bath for us. We splashed and soaped each other up, and then I ended up riding him again, his wings draped over the tub, our bodies splashing in the water.

I regretted nothing when he helped me from the tub. Between Nikkos and Drae’s injuries, I’d not focused enough time on Blaze. And after kissing away his tears last night, I knew he needed this.

He cupped my face in his hands, brushing his nose across mine in the sweetest display of affection.Thank you, my love.

I grasped his wrists and stood on my tiptoes to kiss him. It was my pleasure, darling.

Shiri.

Yes?The intensity in his eyes nearly took my breath away.

His eyes flashed with something. Was it pain? Despair?I’ve only known you a week, and I’ve already fallen in love with you.

I wrapped my arms around him, holding him close to my heart.Oh, Blaze. I love you, too.So much that it frightened me, and I understood that look of despair in his eyes, for the world was burning around us. How did we keep from getting consumed by the fire?

Come.He took my hand, flashing a smile that didn’t hide the worry reflecting in his eyes.Let’s find something to eat. I’m sure you’re hungry.

I clutched my roiling stomach.Famished.

* * *

The servants had broughta buffet into Drae’s bedchamber. So much food that I didn’t know where to start. I was so overwhelmed, I let Blaze make me a plate. We sat at a table set for four by the hearth, though, according to Blaze, Nikkos and Drae were still on the battlements. Draevyn had ordered the guards double the watch and he and his brothers would take turns in command, which meant I wouldn’t get to make love to all three at once. Selfish and insatiable as I was, I couldn’t deny that had been my fantasy. I supposed I should’ve been grateful when most Fae never found their fated mates, let alone three.

Breakfast was delicious, from savory pies to stew and potatoes with buttery onion gravy. I ate every bite and then had seconds. There was no way we could finish it all, though, and I wondered if the food would go to waste or if the servants would finish it. Back at our cottage, a meal like this would’ve lasted my family a week. Not that we’d ever had food this good. The realization made me resent Malvolia for forcing us into hiding, into poverty. My sister and I never had porcelain dolls, fine clothes, full bellies. I was determined that things would be different for Ember and Aurora from now on.

“How are the children?” I asked Blaze in between sips of sweet juice. I felt a little guilty that I hadn’t thought of them this morning. Mrs. Euphemia had taken over so many of my motherly duties. Maybe too many. Tari had entrusted the girls to me, not to anyone else.

“Fine,” he said with a wink. “I stopped in the nursery on the way to you this morning.”

“Oh.” I slouched in my chair, feeling even worse that everyone else had been looking after them while I’d been neglecting them.

“Mrs. Euphemia is teaching them their letters this morning.”

I forced a smile. I should’ve been happy for them that they were learning to read, though I felt guilty I wasn’t the one teaching them. Tari and I had been taught by our mother. Our father had collected enough tattered books and parchment over the years. Our mother had prioritized us having reading materials over luxuries like tea and sugar.

“You okay?” Blaze eyed me while he took a long sip of coffee.

I shrugged. “Just thinking about the girls.”

He reached across the table, taking my hand in his. “They’re fine. They have a loving nursemaid. You have nothing to feel guilty about.”

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