The rest of the world was so far away, it no longer existed. She moaned, relaxing into his hands, even as her skin prickled where his legs spread on either side of her hips. She closed hereyes and imagined his hands sliding down her arms, moving to her waist, exploring further, finding more skin, skimming over the parts of her that were waking up, wanting attention, and she shivered.
“Are you cold?” His breath was hot on her neck.
She shook her head. “Not at all.”
“Hmm.” Luka pressed his lips to the base of her neck, and goose bumps broke out where his breath teased her. His thumbs found the tight muscles at the back of her arms just as his mouth opened and he nibbled across her shoulder to her throat. Her nipples peaked, and she dropped her head down and to the side, opening her neck, giving him space. He bit her gently, and she shivered again.
Luka rumbled, sounding pleased, and the vibration coiled through her. His mouth didn’t leave her neck as he slipped his hands under her arms to skim over her ribs and around to settle on her breasts. He massaged gently, thumbs scraping over the sensitive peaks of her nipples, sending tantalizing sparks firing through her body. She arched her back, pressing into him with her hips, needing to touch him everywhere.
“You’re so beautiful,” he rasped, his beast’s growl woven through the words. “Do you know how often I’ve thought of you like this? How many times I’ve wished….”
Izzy twisted in his arms, looking at him over her shoulder. “I’ve wished it too.”
Luka pulled her even closer, lifting her onto his lap with only her feet in the water, and slanted his mouth over hers. He nibbled her bottom lip, demanding access, and she opened for him, tasting him as he tugged her nipples, rolling and twisting gently. Heat washed over her as a fiery line of need spread through her body, down to her core.
Her beast vibrated inside her, pushing closer to Luka, desperate to touch and taste.
She whimpered, and he kissed her even deeper. One big hand dropped from her breast to stroke down her belly and come to rest over her mound. She was wrapped up in him, surrounded by his body, adrift among the stars and bubbles, but she needed even more. “Luka, please touch me.”
His hand moved then. His fingers found her aching clitoris and stroked gently. A featherlight touch that dragged all her awareness to where he wasn’t touching her. He held her pinned against his body with one hand still on her breast, his mouth open on her neck. But his other hand—the one so close to where she needed him—barely moved.
She squirmed, trying to get closer, and spread her legs over his. Luka murmured his approval as he slid his fingers slowly down, opening them in a gliding V, skirting her entrance, and then back again, to pause, taunting her. She needed more pressure. More movement. Her body vibrated with the need that coiled and uncoiled through her, and her hips rose, chasingmore.
Luka’s beast purred steadily as he widened his legs, taking hers with them and opening her to the stars. She lay suspended, her body entirely on his, supported by his strength, surrounded by steaming water and the glow of the rising moon.
“You are magnificent.” Luka kissed her again, and then hefinallysank one big finger inside her.
His thumb circled her clit as another finger joined the first, and she whimpered. He found a rhythm, a relentless building pulse between stroking fingers and gliding thumb, his hand still holding her breast like an offering up to the sky.
“Gods,” he growled, “even better than I dreamed.”
They kissed sloppily, faces not quite reaching, as everything in her turned molten. Their panted breaths drowned the sound of water until every sensation in her world was Luka. His cock was a hard rod at the cleft of her ass, but he never stoppeddriving her higher. His fingers found the swollen front wall of her pleasure as he pinched her nipple, and suddenly she was at the summit and flying over. Her body spasmed in a wave of bright, bursting pleasure.
Chapter
Twenty-Five
Luka heldIzzy as she gasped and then moaned through her release, her body clenched around his fingers. He kissed her again, slowly withdrawing as she shuddered, so he could wrap himself around her.
He’d never experienced anything so exhilarating, so utterly overwhelming. He’d wanted Izzy for so long. Dreamed of her, thought of her, wished for her. The moments they’d shared in his room were potent, but this was even better. She was naked, gleaming in the misty starlight, spread out for him like a vision.
Let’s do that again.
Luka grinned. His beast was making more and more sense. He would give Izzy a few minutes to catch her breath, and then they could start again. But then she slipped off him, turned, and straddled him, her pussy hot and sweet against his aching cock.
Gods, yes.
He ran his hands up her sides, luxuriating in her damp skin, her gentle curves, how soft she was. Steam wreathed around her in the flickering glow of the distant torch. But his night vision was excellent—especially with his beast so close to the surface—and he drank her in.
She looked down at him where he lay, propped up against the rocks, a small frown slowing growing on her face. “What about your back?”
“What?” All he could think of was the feeling of her body over his. His back was irrelevant.
Her frown deepened. “I don’t want you to get hurt on the rocks,” she murmured.
He tucked a damp strand of hair behind her ear. She was the kindest, best person he’d ever known. “I’m okay,” he replied, “fully scaled.” He lifted an arm to show her. His beast had covered most of his body with scales in its push to get closer to her.
She smiled then, resting her hands on his chest as he settled his on her hips. She was so close to where he needed her that it was almost impossible to think, but he needed her to be safe, and he had to ask. “Izzy, do you want this?”
