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"Beautiful." I drape her over my arm, nuzzling my face into her throat, breathing her in. Even dressed in one of my shirts and a pair of borrowed sweats, she smells the same, like a field of wildflowers. Even here, where snow clings to the ground well past its time, those grow wherever they find a patch of sun.They're hardy little things, stretching boldly toward the sky as if unafraid of the inevitable frost.
She reminds me of them. Beautiful, wild, growing where she's planted, no matter what stands in her way. She is no coward, despite what she thinks. She's fierce and bright, a Valkyrie to her core.
"Dax," she moans, clinging to my shoulders as I kiss a trail down her throat. My tongue dips into the hollow of her collarbone, tasting her there. She's delicious, sweet and salty perfection. I quest lower, running my tongue along the teasing bit of cleavage her modest little top reveals.
She arches toward my mouth, sighing.
I can't resist covering one full breast with my palm.
"Oh," she whispers, her eyes wide open.
I pinch the hard bud of her nipple between my thumb and forefinger, exploring. Experimenting. Learning what she likes. She definitely likes that. She gasps my name, her nails digging into my shoulders.
Her light flares brighter, searing me with her desire. It mixes with mine, wresting what little control I have out of my hands. I growl, dragging the top of her shirt down. Her bra tugs against her nipple before that hard little bud pops free.
My teeth close around it, pulling it deep into my mouth.
"Dax!" Her hand flies to the back of my head, holding me there. Not that I need the encouragement. She tastes like sugar, that addictive substance humans add to everything. I never understood the appeal until this very moment.Ja.I could glut myself on this woman's taste every day.
I bite and suck her nipple, driving us both into a frenzy. Gods. I need more.Nei. I need her, stripped bare and dripping around my fingers. Maybe then I'll be able to think straight. Maybe then I'll be able to breathe through the furious need churning through my veins.
Or maybe I won't. Maybe nothing short of fucking my way into this Valkyrie's soul and taking up permanent residence in every corner will satisfy me.Ja. That sounds good.
I back her toward the bed, one implacable step at a time.
"W-what are you doing?"
"Showing you what it means to bind the soul of a Fae, little Valkyrie," I purr, toppling her to the bed. She lands on her back, her mass of hair fanning around her. I reach over my head, dragging my shirt off. I want her hands on me too. Gods. I need to feel her skin to skin.
Her eyes widen as they fall upon my body, her tongue dancing along her bottom lip. She reaches out, pausing with her fingers half an inch from my abdomen. I crawl on top of her, straddling her legs.
"Touch me,elskan-ljós," I growl. "Put your hands on my flesh."
She doesn't have to be told twice. She immediately sits up beneath me, placing one palm flat against my chest. The other she uses to balance herself.
I groan, my head falling back as her Light pours over me turning my cock to steel. Ah, Gods. Pure power flows from her into me, setting me aflame. I burn like the brightest star, caught tightly in her net.
"You're so beautiful, Adaxiel." She runs her hand across my chest and then down, feeling every ridge of my abdomen, exploring every inch of skin. "I didn't know a warrior could be so perfect."
Gods, she's killing me.
Her hand drifts lower.
I capture it with mine, pushing her gently to her back. If she explores any lower, we won't be going to Seattle today or any other day. She won't be leaving this bed at all.
I capture her hands in mine, holding them hostage as I kiss her again, hard and deep. She fights to free herself before giving up with a displeased little grunt. The sound makes me smile. My little Valkyrie doesn't like being bossed. She doesn't like ceding control. That's all right. She'll learn that outside of this room, I'm hers to command. But in this bed, my word is law.
I adjust my hold on her hands, containing them both in one of mine. I use the other to touch her everywhere. She's so much softer than I am, so much sweeter. Every inch of her is sweet perfection. I can't wait to unveil every inch and worship on my knees.
Regrettably, it's a dream I won't get to bring to life today. If I get her clothes off her now, there will be no stopping. My control is already in tatters around me. I'm stripped raw, clinging to honor by the skin of my teeth, and she's not ready yet. Not for what I want. Not for what it means for both of us.
But that doesn't mean I can't give her the taste she craves.
"Do you want to come,elskan-ljós?" I breathe against her throat, running my hand up and down her thigh. "Do you want to know what it's like to let this Fae love you?"
"I…I've never…"
"Ja, I know."
