God, he was a fire. He reached down to her pelvis and slipped a finger into her core and moved it at the same rhythm as his tongue.
Her legs wrapped around his hips. He smelled of citrus, cologne, and musk, and it drove her wild. She wanted to feel his hardness driving into her and dig her fingers into his back.
She wasn’t a stranger to sex, and had experimented with boyfriends in the past, but none as erotic and tempting as this man.
Who was he?Whatwas he? His other world explanation said he wasn’t from around here, and Sacha didn’t find it hard to believe now, given the unique abilities he’d shown in the dining room and the adorable dragon.
Something about him was off, but not in a terrible way. He exuded a strange, foreign charm, and she found it irresistible.
The muscles of her back spasmed, and she groaned. The torture squeezed her like a vise, turning the length of her spine into a tight rod of pain. “Please. My back’s killing me.” The cuffs at her wrists prevented much movement.
Something soft pressed against her lips and teeth, and her tongue licked, eager for a distraction.
Fin whispered, “What’s this?”
Sacha released his hips and lowered her pelvis to the mattress. She’d figure it out if she could think, but the unpleasant sensation against her back caused her mind to haze and lose focus.
“I-I’m not sure.”
His hand glided across her chest. Strong fingers teased a bud then gave it a slight squeeze. “Try.” A gentle breath blew over the sensitized flesh.
“Uh.” Heat shot to her sex, and she writhed in pleasure. “A grape?”
“Wrong.” His laugh competed with the thunder outside. “NowIget a gift.”
God, he’s making me insane. How did I go from disliking his rude mouth to craving it on my flesh?
Now that she could no longer rely on her sight, her sense of touch and hearing seemed sharper. Rain pounded the stones outside, and the fire in the hearth crackled and fizzed.
Deep breaths came from above, then a hand skimmed her inner thigh and stopped.
A moan growled from her throat.
Fin’s voice was husky. “It’s my turn to taste something new.”
Sacha nearly died just from the thought.
He sucked and nibbled the tender, exposed flesh above her thighs, causing pleasure to explode. His tongue made her hips buck and swirl. She was fire lit from the inside pushing its way out.
“God, woman.” He let out a deep snarl. “You taste like honey and sin.”
“Stop torturing me.” Urgent need overrode all other sensation, and her legs spread. The soft, linen sheets slid under the backs of her legs. “I need you in—”
“Believe me—I would if I could.” He bit the inside of her thigh hard enough to make her gasp. “Alas, it’s forbidden during the testing.” His tongue soothed the pain of the bite. “But the old tomes say nothing about everything leading up to the act.”
“Uh, test?”That word again—test.What is he talking about?She couldn’t focus on it.Who cares what he’s talking about if he keeps doing these delicious things with his mouth?
He pressed blazing wet lips to her skin again, and the torment of the uncomfortable mattress faded away.
Chapter 20
Fin
RaysoflightblastedFin’s eyelids.
The smell of blossoms and Sacha’s freshness pressed against his nose, and he groaned. His arms were wrapped around her perky, naked chest, and he nuzzled her neck.
During the night, satisfied she wasn’t going to run away, he’d unshackled her wrists. Her comfort had become a pressing concern, and an insatiable need to feel her touch on his body overrode his normal defenses. The simple fact she’d made him bold enough to open himself to her possible revulsion and escape boggled his mind.
