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“And you just make mefeel, little bird. Like no one ever has.” He leaned in, his lips coasting across hers until he captured them. “You’re the only one I think about kissing,” Morozko murmured, his hands skimming down her waist, one drifting between her legs, pressing deliciously against the sensitive spot. She gasped in pleasure. “And touching. Do you want me to touch you thoroughly?”
Eirah’s heart pounded in her chest, and her breaths grew ragged as she studied his hooded gaze, his plump, perfect lips. “Yes,” she rasped.
“Then lay on the blankets,” he uttered, pushing a lock of hair behind her ear.
“I’ve never—”
“I won’t deflower you tonight, but I will teach you more than magic, make you feel pleasure like you’ve never felt before.”
A heat spread through Eirah at his intoxicating words, and there wasn’t a single part of her that was hesitant, that wanted to say no as he sauntered away from her, leaving her the decision.
Taking a swallow, she didn’t only venture to the blanket—she slipped off her boots, then removed her clothing until she was bare before him, something that she’d shown no man before, and yet she didn’t feel nervous. It was the second time he’d seen her this way, but this was different from when he’d saved her after nearly drowning in a bathtub.
As though she was his prey, his gaze never wavered from her when she sank down to the fur blankets. Morozko’s eyes grew more hooded while he prowled toward her. Eirah’s heart thrummed faster as he lowered himself in front of her, pressing his mouth to hers in a slow caress. He pried her lips open with his tongue and slipped it inside, tangling it deliciously with hers. His spicy smell overpowered her senses as he drew her closer to him, sending tingles of yearning throughout her body. Eirah ran her hands down his chest, reaching for the laces of his trousers.
He shook his head, pulling back, his lips swollen. “All in due time, but I’m pleasing you first. Now, lay down.”
Eirah nodded, and his lips claimed hers once more before he gently lowered her to her back. In that moment, she didn’t want to ever deny him anything. Then his hand came between her thighs as it had earlier, only this time there was no clothing to bar the way, nothing but flesh to flesh. She gasped, her back arching into his touch when his fingers moved in a circular pattern. Another needy sound elicited from her as his pace picked up, the rhythm luring her in further. She didn’t know he could be so sensual, so thorough—she had assumed he took what he wanted, not gave like this.
“I’m going to taste you now,” Morozko said in a gruff voice, “and if you want me to stop, you only have to say the word.” He kissed down her neck, nipping and licking as he traveled to her breast. His tongue flicked over a peaked nipple before sucking it into his mouth while kneading her other breast. Morozko released his mouth from her nipple and continued his descent, kissing lower across her flesh, slowly, so slowly, until she couldn’t hold back her pleas.
“Morozko, I need you.”
“Keep saying my name like that, little bird, and I’ll pleasure you for eternity. Now, part your legs for me.”
A hint of nervousness finally crawled through her, not because she didn’t want him, but because this would be the most vulnerable and intimate thing she’d ever done. Yet she wanted to be vulnerable with him after he’d opened up to her about himself in a way that he hadn’t with anyone else. Biting her lip, she spread her legs for him.
Morozko lifted his head, his hungry gaze pinned to hers. “You’re beautiful,” he whispered, “All of you.” He stroked his fingertips over her mound once more before replacing his lovely digits with his impish tongue. His fingers pressed into her thighs as he wickedly licked his tongue up her core.
“More?” Morozko asked, his lips pulled back in a devilish grin. He knew precisely what he was doing to her. “I need to hear it.”
“More,” she said, her voice desperate.
“Then that’s indeed what you’re going to receive.” And then his mouth was on her sex, kissing her thoroughly, and she never wanted him to cease doing it. His tongue dipped inside of her as if he was making love to her, tasting all of her flavor. Her hands gripped his hair, pulling him even closer while he continued to feast on her.
A rapturous feeling like she’d never known, no matter how many times she’d touched herself, stormed through her. Her body quaked, and Morozko’s name fell from her lips in a low moan. She wanted to scream it, but the entire village didn’t need to hear her pleasure.
Morozko crawled up her body, his mouth taking ownership of hers, making her feel bold. She glided her hand down his chest, cupping his hardness through his trousers. “I think it may be your turn now.”
“Mmm, I like this side of you.” He grinned, nudging his nose against hers. “You can touch meanywhereyou wish.”
Eirah lifted his tunic, and he drew it over his head, tossing the fabric to the ground. “You lay on your back this time,” she instructed.
“I’m at your command,” Morozko growled, unlacing his trousers and pushing them off before laying on his back.
Eirah’s eyes widened as she took in his long and thick length. She’d seen boys in Vinti, daring one another to sprint through the village bare, but of the few she’d seen naked, they didn’t look as tempting as this.
“What do you want me to do?” she whispered. “I’m not sure how.”
“Let me show you.” Morozko licked his lower lip while gripping his length, slowly pumping. A glistening pearl bead rested at the tip, and she yearned to see what it tasted like, if his flavor was sweet or spicy. He gently grabbed her hand and guided it to his velvety hardness. She mirrored his movements, clumsy at first, but he didn’t seem to mind as his lips parted, his gaze never leaving hers as she stroked him.
“Is it good?” she asked, her mouth coming closer to his.
He sucked in a breath, exhaling shakily. “It’s glorious, little bird. Now, come here.” Morozko sat up and lifted her into his lap, pulling her mouth to his. “Move against me. Just as you did earlier,” he purred, his thumb rubbing her nipple. Eirah rolled her hips forward, her sensitive skin gliding along his heated flesh, and he groaned in pleasure. “Keep doing that, little bird.” His lips came to the crook of her neck while his fingers tangled in her hair.
She rose up and down, gliding against his length, her eyelids fluttering when a new bliss coursed through her as her arousal blossomed.
Morozko’s hands skimmed down to her backside, cupping it while urging her to move faster,harder. “Now come for me,” he demanded. As if his words were magic, the pleasurable feeling she’d experienced earlier from his tongue crashed into her again, only this time stronger. Her own magic hummed and sang, blue light swirling around them as she gasped. Morozko released a deep growl, his body shaking beneath her, as he, too, reached his peak of pleasure.
