His expression hit me as…undone. He growled, those eyes flashing, and I sucked in a breath as he stood, as he ripped through the laces of his trews like they were made of parchment.
In another moment, he was nude in front of me. As he’d been last night. My gaze ran over him, unapologetically. Over the golden raised scars from his battles, over the swirling tattoos adorning him, Dakkari words I desperately wanted to learn, words I wanted to whisper into his skin as I traced the gold of them with my tongue.
Ridged slabs of unyielding muscles greeted me. Somehow, he appeared stronger,bigger. His body wasmadefor war, for killing. And yet, I got the strangest sense that it was made forme. Forthis.
His cock was engorged, the head shining with the beginnings of his glossy seed. The tip was rounded like a bulb.
“Ahh,vok, leikavi,” he hissed. I watched his cock jerk, more seed dripping from the little slit. “When you look at a male like that, he gets very wicked, dark ideas.”
When I looked up at him, I think he saw just how much I wanted to explore those ideas with him.
His jaw clenched so much that the edges of the scar down his face pulled. I wondered if it hurt. I wondered how he’d gotten such a scar.
He crawled over me, his movements graceful, silent. Like a predator stalking its prey.
His cock rested on my belly and I sighed when he licked and sucked the juices from my orgasm off his fingers.
Wicked, magnificent male, I thought.
In the back of my mind, I knew I didn’t recognizethisfemale. This Vienne that I had become. I felt like a stranger in my own skin as I looked up at him, delighted, waiting…and yet, I’d never felt more like myself.
Freed.
His weight dropped over me, his hands bracketed on both sides of my head. His hair fell forward, just like last night, curtaining us from the world until I only saw his red, glowing gaze that promised meeverything.
His scent was…addictive. I swore I spied a little blood on his side—he’d told me he’d come from the training grounds—but he smelled fragrant, like rich earth, and warm. I pulled him into my lungs, wanting to memorize that scent.
“You liked your orgasm,leikavi?” he rasped, leaning down to trace his nose down the column of my throat. It seemed he likedmyscent too because he drew it indeep.
Liked?
That didn’t seem like an adequate enough word, but I whispered, “Yes.”
He pulled back, locking his gaze with mine again. I remembered when he had told me that no one was allowed to meet aVorakkar’sgaze as a sign of respect.
Yet, I thought it would be a tragedy if I couldn’t. Especially since his eyes made me feel shivery and wanted and a little on edge.
“Now,” he started, his voice deepening into a purr, “I want another. This time, it will be on my cock,lysi?”
Chapter Twenty-Four
My blood was rushing hot. Her scent was all around me, making it difficult to think. I shook my head, trying to stay in control. Because if I lost it, I might hurt her. And I didn’t want that.
Butvok, she was…everything. She made me crazed. She brought my madness to the front of my mind tenfold. She teased me and tempted me in a way no female ever had before.
The taste of her arousal was still on my tongue and I leaned down to lick her skin. Little bumps broke out across it as I lapped at her delicate collarbones, dipping my tongue into the little shadowed space there before trailing down to her mouth-watering breasts. They were small—at least smaller than most Dakkari females—butvok, I’d never seen a more arousing sight. Her nipples were a tantalizing color, a mixture of pink and brown.
Ravenous, I sucked the entirety of one breast into my mouth, rolling her stiff nipple with my tongue, feeling her jerk. Her hands curled into my back, just below my shoulder blades. I marveled that at one time, this female trembled with fright at the sight of me. And now…she clutched me to her like she was afraid I’d leave.
I grinned, releasing her breast with a slickpopbefore turning my attention to the other.
My cock was throbbing and hot, so demanding it was almost painful. When I looked down, I saw I’d left a little pool of my seed on her soft belly.
The sight unleashed something primal in me, somethingferal.
I growled, feeling mydakke, the bump above the base of my cock, grow larger.
“Vok,” I hissed. The urge to mate her hard and rough made my grip tighten on her flesh.Losing control. Losing it fast.
