“So ready,”I sign.
Alexus slides his hands down my back and into my leathers, pushing the fabric over my ass, his smile brightening, something I would’ve never believed could light up my world, and yet I can’t stop looking at him.
“Let’s get you naked,” he whispers.
2
ALEXUS
Two thoughts are running through my mind as I look at Raina Bloodgood lying back on her elbows, naked on the gambeson, legs bent and spread just enough that I can glimpse her soft brown curls and that delicious pink slit, her witch’s marks shimmering under the firelight.
Those two thoughts are that, for one, I could fuck her for days if she’d let me. Every single thing about her makes my cock so hard it aches for release. There’s just one problem, and that’s the second thing running rampant through my mind. As excited as I was moments before, I now feel apprehensive, because it’s going to take everything in me to suffocate Neri long enough that he has no part in this.
I swear I can hear the bastard laughing at me, but I tighten my magick around his spirit, clenched like a fist, and drag him to the deepest, darkest part of me, until he is completely, utterly silenced.
“You’re certain,” I ask Raina, needing her assurance one more godsdamn time.
I stand at the foot of the gambeson, gripping one side of my unlaced britches. She said she’s taken birthbane, and I trust her. That isn’t the issue. The issue is that I need to know that she won’t despise me once the truth about my darkness is revealed.
I expect her to sign or nod. What I don’t expect is for her to spread her legs a little wider and slip her hand down between them. She opens herself for me, her slit glistening and ready as she fingers her clit.
Mouth watering, I exhale a shuddering breath, because fuck all. With that one simple move, I am done for.
Quickly, I shuck my leathers and brais and kneel between her legs, my hands on her knees. I don’t miss the way her throat moves on a swallow as she glances at my cock. I know it’s a little intimidating. Having lived for three centuries, I’ve seen that look before. But I know how to use my body for a woman’s pleasure, or how toletit be used, how to be careful until she’s ready for me to be punishing.
I push her knees further apart for a better view, and she begins to withdraw her hand.
Itskand shake my head. “Don’t stop. Let me watch.”
There’s a delicate timidness to her, though it hides beneath her fire. If she feels any insecurity or hesitance as she begins working her pussy, it’s now buried under lust and determination. She wants this, so much, and with that look on her face, that mask of sheer need, I couldn’t deny her if I wanted to.
I sit back on my heels and just watch, stroking my hands up and down her sleek thighs as she dips her fingers inside herself, her mouth open as she pants softly.
“Such a good girl,” I tell her, just as I slide my finger inside, too, the both of us moving in and out.
She gasps, and I smile. She’s so tight. So wet. So perfect.
But then reality hits me in the face. She said she had a special someone in the valley, and she’s a grown woman, but that doesn’t mean she’s ever slept with someone.
“Have you taken a man before?” I ask, moving my finger more tenderly.
Her breathing picks up as she nods. She fixes her gaze on my hand, biting her lip, and then she looks into my eyes with hunger in her stare. I don’t even need her to sign. Somehow I know that look and what it means. Like I’ve seen it staring back at me for centuries.
She wants more.
I insert a second finger. “Does that feel good?”
Her hand falls away to let me take control, and she signs a simpleYes. But it’s the silent whimpering look on her face that tells me just how good it feels.
Testing her limits, I push a third finger inside her and rub her clit with my thumb, my cock throbbing all the while. With her chest rising and falling fast, she grinds against my hand, which sends a bolt of delight and longing through me.
“There you go,” I tell her as she fucks my fingers. “That’s a little closer to what my cock is going to feel like.”
Her dark blue eyes storm over, and she signs,“I want you.” Then she pushes up on her hands and stares at my mouth like she needs to kiss me.
Gripping her hips, I drag her onto my lap. I want her close tonight. I want as much intimacy as I can get with this woman. I tell myself that I’ll let her set the pace. That I’ll give her control. She isn’t used to me, and I need to let her acclimate. But gods if I don’t want to bend her over and ravage her with all the ferocity I possess right now.
As I tamp down my desire, she wraps her arms around my neck and buries her hands in my hair. I kiss her like she wants. A divine kiss. A kiss that awakens my soul.
