Ally chuckled, her hands on her hips. She was completely naked, since Lyk had ripped her panties off, and she’d given up on the bra because it felt a bit ridiculous to run around without panties but with a bra on.
Lyk walked back to her, his eyes hot, and suddenly, she felt like prey being stalked by a wild predator.Even the way this man walks is sexy.
“I know you’re tired,” he said, drawing closer, his voice dropping into a lower register. “But we need a shower before we sleep.”
“A shower sounds positively decadent.”
His smile was slow and sultry. “It will be, with you.”
Ally spun around the space but couldn’t see a bathroom. “So you have an invisible fireplace. Is your shower invisible too?”
Lyk laughed. “Sort of.” He approached a console that had been built to resemble a tree trunk. Hitting a few buttons, a small box rose out of the console. Pulling out the ring again, he put a key in the box and turned it, making the floor start to open in front of them. A recessed staircase appeared, and Lyk motioned her down it. Ally looked around her, realizing there was a second level to his quarters hidden underneath his room.
This level was much more sumptuous. In fact, she could almost call it sensual. There was another bed, a corner that featured several bookshelves and overstuffed chairs, and a palatial bathroom area enclosed by glass walls.
Lyk walked past the sunken tub into the largest shower Ally had ever laid eyes on. He adjusted the water temperature byusing a small spigot, then hit a button that revealed a large showerhead situated in the ceiling. Water fell down like gentle rain. Stepping out again and stripping himself naked, he led her into the warm falling water.
For the first time, Ally was graced with the entirely nude form of Lyk. She stepped back to take him in, every sculpted muscle, every inch of copper skin. He was perfection of the male form, and just looking at him was making her ache.
When he gave her a slow smile, she knew that he’d seen her appreciating his form. Picking up the soap from a small built-in shelf in the corner of the shower, he approached. “Hold still. We need to get you clean so I can get you dirty all over again.”
Ally purred. She honest to gods purred. This man did something to her. He began running the soap over her body, turning her so that her back was to his front, then pulling her back against him. She was happy for the support, grateful to be able to relax back into him and let his body support hers.
His hands all over her, rubbing the soap to a lather, was quickly replacing her exhaustion with electric energy. Her nipples seemed to get a lot of attention, but Ally wasn’t about to complain. He caressed her breasts, squeezing them, before circling her nipples with his thumbs until she moaned.
His hands moved lower, one looping her waist while the other slid lower, lower, until it reached the apex of her thighs. Of their own accord, her legs fell open, inviting him to wander there, and he took full advantage of the opportunity.
His finger slid inside her, making her arch her back. The pressure there felt so good, his large finger stretching her just enough to make her want more. Lyk pressed another finger inside her, and Ally bit her lip, sighing as another wave of pleasure washed over her.
When his thumb found her clit, she knew it wouldn’t be long before she came for him. It lazily circled her clit while he nibbledat her neck. “You’re so fucking sexy,” he whispered against her skin. “So fucking beautiful. Give me all of your pleasure.”
I will, she thought, but she couldn’t speak. Her climax was rushing toward her, and she felt powerless to stop it.
“Come for me, sweetheart,” he murmured, and she did—hard—her entire body shaking against his.
The next thing she remembered, she was lying on a bed of soft furs. Blinking, she looked up at him. “What happened?”
“You passed out from pleasure,” he said, his smile proud.
“Wow,” she whispered. “Can we do it again?”
Lyk groaned, then kissed her, and Ally knew she’d never want another male.
CHAPTER 29
LYK
His mate was beneath him in his bed. He knew she was exhausted, but with that needy light in her eyes, he knew he couldn’t leave her unsatisfied.
Her hands were clutching his shoulders by the end of his kiss, her little nails digging into his flesh. Lyk loved the feel of her claws in him. She was so passionate, so hot, that he knew it would take the rest of eternity to get his fill of his lusty mate.
She was squirming against him, her skin still slippery from the shower. Lyk could tell that she was trying to get him to enter her, and it turned him on that she wanted him badly enough to take control. Which gave him an idea.
Lyk rolled them over, positioning Ally atop him. “You’re going to ride me and take the pleasure you crave,” he said, his voice husky. Grasping her hips, he moved her so that she could feel his hardness probing her.
Her eyes locked on his, Ally started to slide down his shaft. She managed to get the tip in, then paused, eyes slipping shut and a rapturous look on her face.
Fuck. I could come just from looking at her.
