Nervous was not a state I was comfortable with, I needed to get him back up by my face and firmly back in safe territory.I pushed up on my elbows and grabbed one of his horns, marveling at the smooth surface even as I used it to haul his head up until we were nose to nose.
With our height difference, Dargo had to hunch almost in half to stay at my level, and I hoped he wasn't too uncomfortable.Like he could read my thoughts and wanted to reassure me, he slammed his lips against mine and pressed me back against the bed in one smooth motion.
A shocked gasp caught in my throat as his tongue invaded my mouth, and his weight came down on me.There was so much of him, acres of smooth, hot skin against mine, and my nipples hardened against his chest as our kiss deepened.All the nervousness from a moment ago disappeared as he kissed me.
The alcohol I'd chugged earlier made me feel warm and floaty and the tent was filled with the scent of woodsmoke and Dargo's earthy musk.The combination overwhelmed my senses like an exotic incense and I felt my body relaxing under his until I was fully lost in the dance of our lips and the rapid beat of his heart against my chest.
Once again, his heartbeat grounded me.I craved the reminder that I affected him as strongly as he did me.Dargo's boldness and reckless flirtation always left me off balance.Every time he whispered something naughty in my ear, a little voice in the back of my head muttered that he was playing with me, saying what he thought I wanted to hear.
But there was no faking the rush of his pulse or the heavy ridge of his cock pressing against my thigh.Dargo wanted me, and if the shuddering groan he let out was any indication, he wanted me a lot.
I smiled into the kiss, loving the restless way his hands roamed over my sides, each stroke sending a ripple of desire over my skin.Even trapped underneath his massive bulk, I felt powerful and desired in a way I never had before.I let my tongue flick against his and his breath caught on a groan, the sound triggering a rush of dampness between my legs.
I squirmed under him, my nipples dragging over his chest as I tried to get my legs around his hips.His weight had me pinned and I both loved the dominance of it and desperately needed more contact.
He pulled away and stared down at me, breathing hard as his eyes scanned my face.
"You're a beautiful creature, Taz.I couldn't have dreamed of a more perfect female."His voice was a breathy growl and I felt myself flushing under his gaze.The part of me that needed that last cup of gross beer wished he wouldn't say things like that.
Words were nice until you remembered them after everything fell apart, actions had always meant more to me.But another, more affection starved part of me, bloomed under the compliment.For tonight, I'd let myself believe he'd meant that.
Dargo moved down my chest, trailing kisses over my collarbone, down one breast, across to the other, his lips brushing so gently over my nipples I wasn't sure if he made contact or I'd imagined it.I tried to pull him up for another drugging kiss but he shook me off and nipped at my ribs, the quick touch of teeth on skin making me flinch, even as a new level of arousal washed over me.
I felt hunted even though he'd already caught me and I arched up as he sucked the spot he'd nipped, leaving the faintest hickey before he continued on again.His lips trailed feather-light down my belly and I shuddered as he pulled my pants down in one smooth motion.
"Dargo," I moaned, my anxiety flaring again as he slid down until his head was cradled between my thighs.His focus dropped to my pussy and I closed my eyes and tried not to think too hard about what he was looking at.
Why did I feel so incredibly naked right now?
Yeah, I didn't have clothes on, but this feeling of being stripped bare felt more intimate.Like he was seeing more than just my body and I didn't know how to handle it.
"Are you hiding from me, little Firebrand?"he chuckled, his breath fluttering against my folds and my stomach dropped at the sensation.I desperately wanted him to get back up to my face, but at the same time, if he moved I might smack him.
"Maybe," I groaned, searching desperately for any of my infamous bravado.Where was the bold persona I wore like armor when I needed it?
I didn't want to be nervous right now, and I really didn't want tolooknervous.
"Why?"His lips grazed the top of my mound and I covered my face with my arm, biting my lip when I bumped my burned arm against my head.Damn, that still hurts.
"I've never done this before," I admitted."I thought if I drank I wouldn't care, but I guess it didn't work."
"Hmm," he hummed, brushing his nose down the line where my thigh met my groin, the gentle touch lighting up nerves I didn't even know I had.For some reason, I'd expected him to dive right in, and this slow, careful tease was almost worse.I never knew when or where the next touch was coming, and parts of me were aching for him, even as I dreaded what might come next.
Dread wasn't a good word for what I was feeling.But I didn't have the brainpower to figure it out right now.
"I haven't done this, either," he murmured."I'm glad we can learn together."
I dropped my arm and looked down at him, a rush of desire punching my gut as I saw his head dip between my legs and felt his tongue slick from my entrance to my clit in one slow, heated movement.All the breath left my body and I slumped back against the blankets.
Before I could put words to the sensation, he did it again and again, each touch painfully slow as his tongue slid between my folds and teased at my clit.My legs twitched and he clamped his hands around my thighs, pinning me in place as he deepened his exploration.
I felt like a marionette with its strings cut.Helpless and limp as he nibbled at me, alternating between slow, hot licks that twisted my insides into tight knots of pleasure and gentle teasing sucks that made my whole body pulse.
I never wanted him to stop even as my body demanded more.More pressure, more sensation, moresomethingthat would take me over a cliff I'd never climbed.I could feel him learning me, exploring every nerve and crevice as I whimpered and writhed, caught between his tongue and his hands, and still somehow feeling like I was hurtling wildly out of control.
Panting, I found my hands latching onto his horns as I searched for something to ground me.He groaned against my pussy at the touch.The raw male pleasure in that sound, the subtle vibration of it against my clit as he gave me one more perfect flick with his tongue was all it took.
I gasped, my orgasm rising out of the haze of pleasure like a wave, sucking me out of my body and into the undertow.Arching against him, I ground my clit against his face, riding the climax until all the strength left my body and I went limp.
