He shuddered then shook his head. “No. Males are…just males. But you, little sun, I’m drunk on your beauty.”
He cupped her breast reverently. As if he’d never touched a woman before. Like a man possessed, he ran his tongue over her nipple then tugged on the peak with his lips. She grabbed his forearms, desire swelling again. His other hand went back between her legs, stroking her. Her breath hitched.
His mouth pulled hard at her nipple as his thumb pressed down on her clit in a rolling motion. Darci choked back a cry, everything in her focused on only one part of her body.
“No.” A growl. “I want to hear every sound you make.” He gave her clit a light pinch.
She jolted. Unable to bear the erotic onslaught of his mouth and tormenting hand, a moan tore out of her. He spread her feet with his, slid another finger into her, thrusting in and out. Unbelievable pleasure scored her mind. Her inner muscles tightened around his fingers as her climax built…he pulled out.
Noooo!She broke free from his kiss. His pale eyes glowed with a burning intensity. “You are exquisite,a leannan. But I want more. I want to taste your sweetness with my tongue. I want you to come in my mouth, I want it all.”
Her protest died in her throat.
Lowering his head, he gave her nipple another languorous lick with his tongue before hunkering before her. He ran his calloused palm up her left leg and pulled it over his shoulder. At eye-level, he could see everything. She didn’t care. She wanted him so badly.
Raking his fingers through her curls, he spread her open and ran his tongue up her cleft. A shudder flew through her. A hand on her stomach, he held her against the tiled wall and lapped at her—once, twice. Pleasure rebounded. She panted, her hands sliding over his head, she tried to find purchase in his short hair then he sucked on her clit with long, hard pulls. Her entire body split. Her control lost, her body ablaze, caught in a whirlpool of pleasure. She could do nothing but feel, Blaéz her only anchor amidst this furious sensual storm.
Her heart thudding in her ears, legs trembling, she collapsed over him.
Blaéz rose. His mouth covered hers and he kissed her again. She tasted herself in his kisses—wanted more—wanted him inside her. Darci lowered her hand and grasped his thick erection. All smooth skin and steel, she stroked him.
He hissed as if in pain and removed her hand. “No. Or this will end before I want it to.”
* * *
By the heavens, he didn’t want to mess up, but he was killing himself prolonging this. His cock throbbed in excruciating agony. But she was so damn sexy in her arousal, and worth the wait.
Blaéz kissed her again, taking in her shuddering breath. He couldn’t seem to stop touching her, tasting her—he needed her with a desperation that gnawed deep inside of him. Wanted her embedded in that empty place where his soul should have been.
He lifted her thigh and angled her hips, his cock sliding against her cleft. He tried to be gentle but knew he hadn’t a prayer in hell of that happening. The tempting heat of her slick flesh undid him.
Driven by a primal need as old as time, in one swift thrust, he entered her. She stiffened at his sudden intrusion, her fingers digging into his biceps. Her silky sheath fisted him so tightly, and at the unprecedented sensation, he gritted his teeth. It took all his will power not to pump his hips and find his release. He reached down to where his body impaled hers and stroked her clit.
She shuddered, her fingers biting into his shoulders.
“You okay?” he rasped
“God, yes! But you’re killing me, Blaéz. Move.”
“Thank the stars!”
A husky laugh escaped her as he picked her up and braced her against the wall. Those long legs he adored locked around his hips. He sunk deeper into her body, her gasp music to his ears. By the heavens, she was so fucking perfect.
His mouth found hers and locked down in another scorching kiss. Angling his hips, he pulled out and thrust deeper. Then he could do little but just move, in a motion as old as time, he pounded into her. Harder. Faster… Her inner muscles tightened around his sex.
She pulled her mouth free, her eyes shut tight and whimpered.
“Look at me,a leannan.”
At his demand, those passion-glazed eyes flickered open as he drove his cock into her. Her muscles clamped him like a vise, and with a cry she crested and fell. Blaéz slammed harder into her and groaned. His own release rolled down his spine and exploded in a burst of light. He stiffened, spilling himself into her. Incredible pleasure flooded him. Brightness warmed him like rays of sunlight, filling the abyss in his chest. The connection so profound…it was almost as if their souls had connected.
Her head lolled on his shoulder, shaking him out of the strangeness he felt.
“Darci?”
She didn’t respond. Her eyes closed, her face flushed from their bout of lovemaking.
Panic surged. Had he hurt her? He flashed to his bed and laid her down. Her arms fell away from him. He scanned her for injuries but found nothing. Dammit, he shouldn’t have been so rough with her. His saliva would heal whatever bruises he’d caused. He parted her thighs and licked her, worked her gently with his tongue, all his focus on her still face.
