Page 24 of Ravik's Mercy


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“Come in, old friend.” I smirked as he approached me, feeling like a naughty teenager. “Baldur tells me you are returning to Braxia with us.”

“Indeed. It is troubling news that joarkals should be on the hunt at this time.” His deep green eyes filled with concern.

“It is. But one we will face without you.”

Pattel recoiled, his eyes widening in shock. “What do you mean?”

I moved a couple of steps closer to him and put a hand on one of his broad shoulders, giving it a friendly squeeze.

“Your clan has greatly distinguished itself in the championship, in the tournament it also had set up. It angers me that I will not be able to give you proper tribute in person. But you will not be cheated of your rightful moment of glory.”

Pattel blinked, then appeared torn between pride and the need to argue.

“You flatter me, Magnar. But Braxia…”

“Braxia can wait an extra day for your arrival,” I interrupted. “By all accounts, it will be days before we’re done killing them or chasing them away.” Raising my second hand to his other shoulder, my eyes bore into his. “I’ve always been honest with you, and that will not change now. As a friend, I want you to enjoy this win. But as the Magnar, Ineedyou to do so. Your clan’s victory is also Braxia’s. Our people need to see us prevail and receive intergalactic accolades. Your success will be celebrated throughout the home land; the success of a clan who has embraced change.”

Pattel’s eyes widened in understanding, and he slowly nodded in agreement. “Smart call. I will make sure to give all Braxian participants as much media exposure as possible.”

“Good man,” I said, releasing him.

“See you in two days,” Pattel said. He struck his chest with his fist and left my quarters.

“Com to the bridge,” I said once the door closed behind my friend.

“Baldur listening,” the captain answered over the intercom.

“As soon as Elder Pattel and his men have left the ship, set a course for Braxia.”

“Acknowledged.”

“Unless an emergency arises, I am not to be disturbed.”

“Yes, Magnar.”

“Ravik out,” I said, ending the communication.

My eyes flicked to the hidden room leading to the bath, and the fire reignited in the pit of my stomach at the thought of my woman. I cursed my negligence for not procuring some Denax before boarding the ship. Then again, it might be a good thing. As much as I ached to bury myself inside of her, even with the dilator, I doubted she would be able to take one of my girth without tearing. I wanted her screaming my name with pleasure, not in agony. There were other ways to bring each other to completion.

As I approached the door, the sound of splashing water made my heart skip a beat. I had hoped she would make use of it while waiting for me, and not change her mind by taking refuge in her room. I kicked off my boots and stripped out of my clothes, which I casually discarded on the chair near the door.

Naked as a newborn child, I opened the door and stepped onto the soft, heated, anti-slip floor surrounding the pool. Ravena, fully naked as well, floated on her back in the center of the pool, her long, obsidian hair splayed around her like a dark halo. Blood rushed to my groin at the breathtaking view of her beauty. She didn’t move, didn’t try to hide, allowing instead her gaze to roam over me. My shaft hardened, rising until it stood erect before my stomach. The fear I expected its sight would elicit in my woman never came.

“Tell me to leave,” I said, giving her one final chance to retreat.

She straightened, an indecipherable expression on her serious face, and extended an inviting hand towards me. I lowered myself into the warm water and closed the short distance between us. Ravena’s hands reached for my chest, caressed their way up to my shoulders and around my neck before her fingers buried themselves in my hair. I drew her into my embrace, and her legs closed around me. A feral growl rose from my throat at the searing heat of her naked flesh against mine.

Propping her up, I captured her lips, devouring her mouth while my hands freely roamed over her body. She tightened her hold around me, her core pressing against the tip of my cock. It jerked in response, eager to bury itself within her. Fisting her hair gently, I tilted her head back to cover her jawline with kisses, and then traced with my tongue the Veredian markings along the soft curve of her neck. Ravena shuddered in my arms, a strangled moan escaping her throat. The divine sound sent another jolt of desire straight to my groin. I licked her markings again, eliciting the same strong reaction. As their light-brown color darkened to almost black with each caress, their sensitivity to my touch seemed to increase.

With a gentle tug on her hair, I forced her to lean farther back, exposing her perky breasts to my eager mouth. I licked around the areola, a darker shade of brown than her golden skin, and then nipped at the little button before sucking on it. It hardened under my ministrations as the sound of Ravena’s breaths came in short, quick successions. After giving her other breast a bit of attention, I straightened her and reclaimed her mouth. I would never tire of the silken feel of her tongue against mine.

Holding herself up with one arm around my neck, Ravena sneaked a hand between us to close it around my shaft. My hips thrust upwards in an involuntary reflex. Liquid fire poured into my loins, and I growled with unsated hunger. Although my cock was too big for her fingers to close around it, she still managed to stroke me, stirring a slow-building inferno within me. With my arm around her waist, my other hand caressed the rounded curve of her ass, dipping down and around until my fingers found her burning core.

Ravena threw her head back and moaned as I began to massage her little nub. My mouth latched onto her exposed neck, licking and nipping at her markings.

“Ravik,” she whispered in a throaty voice when I slipped one of my fingers inside of her.

The sound of my name on her lips nearly drove me insane. With my finger still dipping in and out of her, I waded through the water to the edge of the pool. I sat her at the edge, forcing her to let go of my cock. The need to taste her superseded the terrible sense of loss. Lifting her legs over my shoulders, which forced her to lie down, I buried my face between her thighs. She cried out, her back arching off the floor. The most exquisite taste exploded in my mouth as I lapped at her with ravenous hunger and dipped my tongue in and out of her opening.

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