He pulled her down to sit in his lap so that he could kiss her. “And so, you’re scolding me?”
“Someone needs to.”
He opened his mouth to continue their argument.
“Shh,” she said, placing a finger to his perfect lips. “Don’t say anything else.” Her gaze raked his sexy body with a hungry frown. “Otherwise my common sense might overtake me again and I’ll change my mind.”
Nibo arched a brow at that. And his breathing intensified as she reached out and ran her hand over his chest, across his own taut nipple, dragging her nails ever so gently over his tunic. Damn … that couldn’t be any more erotic had she been touching his bare flesh, and it made him so hard he swore he could drive nails with his cock.
A thousand chills erupted through him as his body burned from the inside out.
She moved her hand from his lips so that she could loosen the collar of his shirt to expose his chest to her warm hand. He sucked his breath in sharply as he watched her dip her head so that she could draw his nipple into her mouth and suckle him ever so tenderly.
He moaned from the pleasure her lips and tongue gave him. God, it’d been so long since she touched him with this amount of care and tenderness.
And it made him weak for her, especially when she leaned him back on the bed so that she could slowly, torturously trail her hand down between their bodies and dip it beneath the waistband of his breeches until she cupped him in her hand.
Dizzy and on fire, he was past the point of any kind of rational thought. The only thing in the world to him was this woman and the need he had to sate the deep hunger that had gnawed at him incessantly since the moment he’d seen her defying him on that dark beach the night they’d first met.
No matter how many times he had her, it wasn’t enough. Forget his rum, Vala was what made his head spin and lifted his spirits to the highest level.
Cupping her face in his hands, he met her lips with the whole of his passion. She moaned into his mouth as she continued to stroke his swollen cock with her hand.
With a need born of desperation, he used his powers to melt their clothes from them. He wanted nothing between them, and he was too impatient to waste time peeling her layers of aggravating fabrics from a body he’d been deprived of for far too long.
Valynda shivered as the cold air rushed against her suddenly bare body. She feared she might faint as her head swam from the taste of him and the blood rush, from the silken feel of his rigidness under her fingers. There was nothing she loved more than when she had him like this and knew how much power she wielded over him. This was the only time she didn’t doubt his loyalty or love for her. When she knew that he’d do anything she asked.
Nibo, who was so powerful and who yielded to no one, whose will was absolute, loved her. At least for this one moment. Here, like this, he was hers and hers alone. She shared him with no one.
She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled his lips to hers for another long, deep, and satisfying kiss.
Nibo didn’t disappoint her as he plundered her mouth like a pirate. She sighed in contentment, and ran her hands down his lean, hard back. Oh, how incredible the man felt.
He tasted even better.
Leaving her mouth, he trailed a scorching kiss to her neck, where he suckled and teased her flesh with his tongue and teeth. Valynda arched her back, writhing in pleasure as his hands skimmed over her body. Down her arms, over her waist so that he cupped her hips in his hands.
As he moved toward her breasts, she stopped him. He looked up with a frown.
“Not this day, my sweet, precious loa. You aremycheval.” She rolled him onto his back and straddled his waist.
Nibo stared up in awe of her as he felt her hairs gently teasing his belly.
Her smile grew wider. She dipped her head toward his and instead of giving him the kiss he expected, she lowered her mouth to his throat. Nibo groaned at the heat of her mouth as she seared him. Her tongue darted over the whiskers of his neck, teasing and tormenting him with wave after wave of pleasure.
She leaned forward so that her breasts were flattened against his chest.
“Sweet Vala,” he breathed, running his hands over the smooth, pale skin of her back.
And then she moved her mouth lower. Slowly, thoroughly, she covered his chest and arms with her scorching kisses. Her breasts pounded against him, flaying his chest with pleasure, as her hands explored every inch of his skin.
He couldn’t remember a woman ever being quite so bold. One who seemed to derive her own pleasure from giving it to him. It was incredible.
Valynda savored the sounds of Xuri’s pleasure filling her ears. Wanting to hear him screaming in ecstasy, she dipped her mouth to the flesh of his hipbone.
He sucked his breath in sharply between his teeth as he quivered beneath her. She laughed deep as she continued her relentless exploration of him.
Nibo buried his hand in her thick, dark hair as he fought the urge to roll her over and take control. He would have his chance to fill her shortly. For the moment, he would content himself with letting her have her way.
