He flushes deeper. Gods, he’s beautiful like this, fighting his own lust for me.
“You cunning devil.” He kisses my mouth hard, and it’s like a reward and a rebuke at the same time. “You’re trying to steal your pleasure early. Thieves get punished, you know.”
He doesn’t return to his place between my legs. Instead, he moves behind my head, then rises a little on his knees, until he’s hovering over my face. From this vantage point, I have an excellent view of his balls and his ass. He’s well-groomed for a criminal—clean, symmetrical, and neatly trimmed.
Ravager taps the glossy head of his cock against my mouth.
“Open those big, beautiful lips for me, sweetheart. That’s it—now close them. Gods…” He releases a long sigh. “Your mouth is so fucking beautiful.”
I swirl my tongue around his cock head, and he tenses with a gasped “fuck.”
“This, right now, is the best thing I’ve ever seen or felt,” he says. “Relax your throat. I’m going deeper.”
Closing my eyes, I focus on relaxing all the muscles of my throat, and as I do it, I end up relaxing other muscles, too, in my mouth and jaw, my neck, my shoulders, even my arms and legs.I lie there, utterly limp and pliant, while Ravager pushes his cock deeper.
He only does it twice before he pulls out with a panicked “shit,” gets up, and walks a few steps away from me, muttering something. I smirk, knowing he almost came in my mouth and that he’s trying to pull himself together.
“Looks like someone is having trouble taking it slow,” I say sweetly.
“Shut up. Gods.” He gives a rough half-laugh and shakes his head at me. But there’s an edge of real distress to his tone, so I rise from the nest of linens and approach him.
He’s got one forearm planted against the pantry shelves, and he’s heaving great breaths. “Don’t touch me, Devilry, or I’m going to come.”
“You’re afraid this is the only time we’ll be together, so you want to do everything at once,” I murmur. “That’s what you said, right? And you really want to be the best fuck I’ve ever had.”
He nods.
“Ravager, you can’t know that this will be the only time.”
“You said—”
“I know what I said.” I sigh and tilt my forehead against his broad back. “But you’ve already made me feel more special and more aroused than anyone I’ve ever been with. It’s something I could easily get addicted to. Something I might want again.”
In this moment, I mean it. Will I mean it hours from now, when my team returns? Will I mean it when I’m out of Annordun and I have enough wealth for a lifetime?
I don’t know.
Ravager turns and curls his hand beneath my chin, lifting my face. For a moment he looks deep into my eyes without speaking, and I have the strangest sense that he can see every lie I’ve ever told, including the words I just spoke to him, which are true now but might not be true tomorrow.
“How do you want me to fuck you, Devilry?” he says quietly.
My cheeks heat. “Like we were. Me on my back, and you…”
He’s shifting our positions already, guiding me down, taking his place above me. “Get those beautiful thighs wide apart, love.”
“Yes,” I breathe. “Yes.” My body is incandescent with excitement, with heat, with a violent craving for him. I want this. I want this so badly that my need for it has blotted out everything else in this realm or any other.
Ravager kneels between my legs again. He leans forward and caresses my entire form, from my neck to my hips, bandages and all, like he’s framing me with his hands, reveling in the way my skin feels. I didn’t think it was possible to feel more passionately awake, but that hungry caress of his hands brings me to life all over again.
When he tucks the tip of his cock into my entrance, it’s as if my body sucks him in. He accepts the invitation with an eager groan, pushing into my heat.
“Yes, gods, yes.” I’m on the verge of crying, it feels so good. To have him, thick and hot and hard, all the way inside me, to feel him tremble because he has wanted this so badly—it’s the most glorious thing I’ve ever experienced.
“You feel like gold,” I tell him breathlessly. And he does. Heavy, rich, solid, with a brightness that expands through my whole body.
He’s looking down at me with stunned joy in his eyes, with a blissful shock that has taken him beyond words. Like I feel so good to him that he can’t speak.
“Fuck me deep, Ravager,” I tell him.
