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“You ready?” he asked.

“Yeah. What’s the plan?”

“I say we keep going farther into the woods. Give them all a chance to get back to their little spring, then we circle back around.”

She took his hand, and the purple spark surged. “Lead the way.”

CHAPTER16

all over me

They’d walked half a mile when they came to a clearing roughly the size of several high school football fields. Again, Romy marveled at the size of an island that grew spontaneously like the kudzu snaking along the forest floor.

Silvan surveyed the area with a wary air about him. His behavior fascinated her—a man relying so devotedly on his animal instincts. A man whowasan animal.

After sniffing the air, Silvan knelt and pressed his ear to the ground. His finger swirled in the dirt, and he touched it to his tongue. Romy had never wished to be dirt so badly. Even now, even when they were likely in greater danger than she’d ever known.

“I doubt you can see it, but straight ahead, at the end farthest away from us, there’s something just before that tree line. Can’t make it out from here, though.”

“Should we check it out?” She wanted to go. Couldn’t explain why, but now that Silvan had mentioned it, she needed to see what it was.

“Yeah. We’ll stay on the edge of these trees. You’ll stay close, yeah?”

Without thinking, Romy leaned back into his chest. Her ass hit right below his groin, below his cock, so when she arched her back, she could feel it… pulsing, throbbing. She moved again, slower. Silvan’s breath hitched in his throat, and he released a low, guttural growl. Another slight twitch and he guided her hands to the trunk of a pecan tree. This time, he angled himself up and pushed against her so hard that Romy cried out at the sheer force of him.

“Do you trust me?” he whispered against her cheek, teeth grazing her skin. How she longed to be devoured by this man. To be consumed. “Do you trust me, Romy?”

No fear resided in Romy’s heart. She was ready for whatever Silvan Rincewind wanted. “Yes,” she said on an exhale. As soon as she consented, his hand went between them. She felt the sag of his jeans, and then… gods… then… his cock brushed between her legs. “Oh, Sil…”

Silvan repositioned her legs, moving them closer together for a tighter fit. His first movement was pure pleasure, and to muffle her moan, Romy bit the arm he’d braced on the tree. By the third thrust, her hand was on her waistband. “Please, Silvan. Please.”

“Not for your first time, princess. You deserve more for your first time. Besides, we don’t have long enough. Once I get you naked, it’s gonna be an all-night thing. Maybe longer.”

“I need more of you. I need more. I wantmore.” Romy didn’t recognize her own voice. It was hers, but older. Full of lust. Her desperation made her weak and strong at the same time.

“Then I’ll give you more.”

Before Romy could register what he’d done, her shorts were around her feet, and he’d lifted one of her legs onto a nearby log. After a long pause, he growled against her thigh, and her knees buckled. Silvan rotated, and with his back against the tree, he palmed her ass.

“Relax. I’ve got you.” Carefully, he lowered her into his lap, and as if it was the most natural act in the world, she wrapped her legs around his waist. His cock was back in his jeans, but the fabric didn’t hide the rock-hard erection pulsing beneath her ass. “Romy… I’m going to kiss you now.”

“Uh-huh…” She couldn’t speak. She could barely breathe.

Strong hands traveled from her hips to her shoulders and gathered in her hair. He gave a soft tug, tilting her neck. Gently, he parted her lips, and in that instant, Romy knew she’d do anything this man asked. He pulled away from her mouth only to kiss her cheek, neck, earlobe. “Romy…” His breath was ragged. “I’m going to kiss your pussy now.”

Silvan stood with her in his arms, walking them to a clover patch. As he laid her down, his lips found hers again, then traveled down her body inch by inch. Romy shivered when he kissed each thigh, and she spread her legs wider to offer him better access.

She was wet. So fucking wet.

“You are better than I dreamed, princess. Is all this for me?” A finger dipped between her folds, and she heard him groan. He tasted the wetness from his fingers. “Fuck, you’re so good. So… is it? Is this for me?”

Y…yes… yes… Sil,” she managed to say through gritted teeth. “It’s… all… for you.”

He laved her sex with his entire tongue, and her eyes rolled back in her head. Was she falling or flying? Was this a dream or reality? Her hips rose to meet his mouth, then bucked against him, yearning for climax. She begged him to move faster so she could find her release, but he would not relent until he’d had his fill.

Silvan drank from Romy like he was dying of thirst, like he’d wandered the desert for a thousand years. One finger went inside her core, then two. His mouth moved in tandem with his hand, taking her higher and higher and higher. Until she was everywhere and nowhere. Until she was weightless. Amethyst sparks blazed and burned the ground beneath them.

“Come all over my face, princess. I want you all over me.” Another swirl over her clit, and Romy did exactly as he asked. She heard him cry out, claiming his own pleasure. Silvan climbed up her body until he was even with her mouth and kissed her long and deep.

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