I had anticipated being gently lowered onto the mattress, but I should have known better.
Ryker didn’t have a gentle bone in his body.
He threw me down so hard I sprang into the air before settling. Not wasting his advantage, Ryker crawled over me, his lips finding the delicate curvature of my neck as he nipped and sucked his way to my pulse point.
“Ryker, slow down. Tell me what happened out there.”
But Ryker didn’t slow his advance.
He raised his head, obsidian eyes staring back at me, as he ripped the front of my dress wide open. My father’s warning echoed in my thoughts, and I tried to suck in a breath to clear the lust clouding my mind.
Then Ryker lowered his mouth to my breasts, licking and nibbling the tender flesh before sinking his fangs into my swollen mounds.
All thoughts of Ryker’s origins evaporated, leaving me wanting. A heady rush of arousal pulsed through me, and I cried out, unable to stop the sound.
“As I stood among the wreckage of the battle, there was a moment when I feared I’d been played, that the whole attack was just a ruse to reach you,” he admitted.
My body tensed, but he didn’t seem to notice.
“I need you, Cadence,” he said. “I need to feel you beneath me, around me, within me. I need to know that you are here, that you’re mine.”
His voice was rough, harsh, yet somehow fragile, and if I didn’t know any better, I’d almost believe he sounded vulnerable.
He didn’t allow me to dwell on my thoughts, however.
The familiar tearing sound once again filled the room, and I knew without glancing down that I was completely exposed to him. Cool air kissed my bare thighs, and I shivered, the feeling not at all unpleasant.
“Now be a good wife and spread your legs for me. I want to see my pussy.” The words scraped up Ryker’s throat, coating his voice with gravel.
My body moved without my permission as my knees parted, exposing me to his hungry gaze. The feel of Ryker’s hot tongue dipping between my folds sent waves of ecstasy crashing over me. His lips wrapped around my clit, and before I knew what was happening, I was seeing stars.
An unrelenting scream tore his name from my throat, which only heightened the pleasure I was drowning in. Uneven breaths fluttered through my chest, and my body quivered as the last echoes of my orgasm subsided into a soothing hum.
A low chuckle pierced the tranquil silence, and shock replaced my euphoria.
Had I really just come from a few swipes of his tongue?
I threw my arm over my face, desperate to hide my mortification.
“Don’t turn all shy now, Temptress,” Ryker purred as he pulled my arm away. “I’m nowhere near done with you.”
He leaned back on his heels, his hands working the buckle at his waist. As he pushed his trousers down his toned, muscular thighs, his hard, thick cock sprang free.
Reaching behind him, Ryker gripped the fabric of his tunic, the material bunching in his hand as he dragged it over his head before discarding it on the floor. Without taking his eyes off mine, he wrapped his hand around his length, leisurely pumping his shaft and causing moisture to bead at the tip. “Get on your hands and knees.”
Once again, my body moved of its own accord, and I found myself on my hands and knees in front of him, a sacrificial lamb ready for the slaughter.
His rough, calloused palm ran over my ass before he squeezed it, hard enough to bruise. The sharp, stinging slap that rang out in the silence startled me, and I yelped as the abused flesh heated. Then he snaked his hand through my loose strands, gathering them together as he fisted my hair.
My head snapped back, and obsidian eyes bore into me. “I’m going to wreak havoc on your pussy, and you’re going to welcome me home where I belong, aren’t you, Temptress?”
I didn’t respond. I couldn’t. The intensity of his gaze rendered me speechless.
Another sharp slap vibrated through my body, followed by a stinging sensation that erupted at the site. “Answer me when I speak to you, Cadence.”
I pressed my lips together, refusing to give him what he wanted, but unable to deny the evidence of my arousal.
Slap.
