Malcolm scooped her up and tossed her on the bed, then kneeled at her feet. He slid his hands underneath the hem of her gown and slowly worked his way up her legs. His eyes shone bright and she couldn’t tear her gaze away. He was driving her mad with his torturous fingers grazing the inside of herthighs.
“Mine.”
Oh, how she loved it when he said that. She was his and would not want it any other way. She reached for him, drawing him toward her. His lips slammed down on hers as he pulled her gown up to her waist and spread her legswide.
His thick erection pressed against her, begging entry. She tilted her hips and took him just inside. He sighed against hermouth.
“Sheona.”
“Fillme.”
He thrust hard and she arched toward him. A great rush of sensation washed over her as he began his steady rhythm. Holding his lips just barely onto hers, his hot breath smelled of sweet mead and she wanted a taste, but he did not deepen the kiss. It was sensual. Taunting. Intoxicating. She wanted his tongue tangling with hers, but he would not let her, holding back just enough to drive her mad withneed.
Sheona wrapped her legs around his waist and he thrust harder, faster. She was close to climax and began to writhe underneath him, coaxing herrelease.
“Soon, mylove.”
She wasn’t sure she could take any more. His hard body was a glorious weight on hers, but she wantedrelease.
Malcolm pulled back and she was left feeling empty. She didn’t understand why he stopped until he flipped her over and pulled her up to her hands andknees.
“Trustme.”
She did. He gripped her hips and thrust hard into her again, this time the penetration was much deeper and she gasped. All her senses escalated, heightened by the powerful hands holding her, the sound of his panting, and the smell of the virile man behind her. She bit her lip until she tasted blood. He brought her to a height she’d not yetknown.
Sheona gripped the bed cover in her fists as her climax shot through her. She squeezed her eyes tight as he shuddered behind her. Their bodies pulsed to the same rhythm, connecting them body andsoul.
When he was finished, he lay beside her and grinned. She lay belly down on the bed, boneless. She smiled. He was back and he was hers—now andforever.
