“Have you ever done that?” she asked. There had been a desperation in his voice that seemed to indicate he wanted to seize on this opportunity to do something he had always wanted to do.
“No. I told you my trysts with Revna had not given me much satisfaction. She was very set in her ideas of what a man and woman were supposed to do or not do together and she never allowed me to do anything she considered scandalous. Licking her was definitely considered scandalous but the idea has alwaysaroused me.” He swallowed, as if unsure of himself. “I know I might not be as skilled at it as Judith but I?—”
“Judith and I never did that. Only caresses.”
This seemed to reassure him. His nostrils flared. “So, are you saying you…”
“Yes. Lick me. I’m dying to come for you.”
There was no need to say more, which was fortunate because saying the shocking words out loud had sent a spark of pure lust shooting up her lower belly. Ulf flattened himself onto his stomach and snaked his arms around her thighs, holding her in place. Then he dipped his head and stayed poised there a moment, sending his warm breath to her core, observing her. What would he see? Would he be able to see how aroused she was? She felt swollen and slick, but did it show? Tension built inside her to an unbearable point. Then, as if sensing she was about to grab his hair and force him to touch her, Ulf gave a long, slow, sensual lick.
Ylva almost choked on her tongue. Dear God, she was going to die.
His touch was tentative, and it sent her mad to think that this was the first time for both of them. His licks were not practiced, but she was so aroused and his tongue was so wicked that it didn’t seem to matter. And she could tell he was getting as much pleasure as she was from the act. She could hear it. Low growls of appreciation rumbled in his chest, causing his lips to vibrate, adding to the decadence of the moment.
A finger, slick with seed, entered her. The sensation was very different from what she was used to, the finger thicker, slightly callused, and the extra lubrication made the experience even more thrilling. She was already so aroused, her earlier caresses had stirred her so much, that it did not take her long to get to the point where she knew she had to explode or pass out.
Ulf’s tongue fastened to the apex of her thighs. How had he guessed this was what she needed? Or perhaps he had not guessed, he had simply observed earlier.
Show me how you explore your body. How you are used to being touched, how you experience pleasure on your own, he’d asked. He’d not only wanted to see, he’d wanted to know what she liked, so he could use the knowledge later on to please her. Oh, and use it he did. Suddenly, there was nothing tentative about him. She writhed and panted, loving every moment of the delectable torture. Emboldened by her reaction, he added a second finger.
Ylva’s eyes snapped open.
What was happening? It felt as if Ulf had taken possession of— Yes, a second, equally slick finger had entered her, only not in the place she usually explored on her own.
It was too much, both the sensation and the scandalous idea. She arched her back and allowed the heat to finally overcome her.
Ylva came in a fierce series of spasms that seemed to come from somewhere in the middle of her chest. Her heart, probably. Every muscle in her body tensed and flames reached all the way to the tip of her fingers.
And then she fell into oblivion.
12
Ulf and Ylva woke up face to face. Judging from the amount of light pouring in through the window, dawn had broken some time ago. Ulf smiled to himself. He had not spent such a good night in a long time.
And no wonder, considering what he had been doing before going to bed.
He had been shocked to see Ylva fall asleep with his fingers still inside her, overcome by the release he’d gifted her with—shocked and delighted. He’d been even more surprised to fall asleep so quickly after wiping her stomach clean, because by then he’d been hard as stone. Licking her, finally doing what he had dreamed of doing to a lover, had aroused him to such an extent that he had feared he would unman himself when he’d felt her first spasms of pleasure squeezing his fingers.
Not that he would have minded.
The day at the beach, he had bemoaned the fact that he did not have much left to discover, wishing he could find new things to experience. Well, last night he had done just that. He’d had his first taste of a woman. And what a woman. Bold, beautifuland generous. That experience he had definitely enjoyed to the full and would never forget. She had been so forgiving of his clumsiness, so responsive to his caresses, so appreciative of his gift that he knew he would treasure this first time forever.
In fact, he wanted to carry on experiencing such pleasures with her. He wanted her to be the first woman he made love to outside in the woods, the first lover to ever ride him, the first to suck him to completion, and much more. There was only one problem with that plan. She was about to leave the village.
Yes. But perhaps she would come visit in a few weeks’ time, once she and Judith had found a place to live? He refused to think that she would disappear from his life after all they had gone through. In just a week they had shared more than some people shared in one year.
“Good morning,” Ylva whispered.
“Good morning. Did you sleep well, she-wolf?” Never had any woman deserved the title more.
“Yes.” She blushed. “What happened last night was… Well, it was like nothing else I’ve ever felt or even thought anyone could feel.”
“No.” He knew exactly what she meant. The intensity of their release, the sharing of trust, the glorious connection, the mind-blowing pleasure. It had seemed too much for one person.
“Why didn’t you take me? You wanted to. And honestly, so did I.”
“Yes. I wanted you.” He clenched his jaw, remembering the intensity of his need for her. The need that was still torturing him. He had woken up hard, as was his wont, and her presence by his side had ensured that his cock remained erect for much longer than usual. “You wanted me but you were scared of being possessed and I didn’t want to force you to do anything that frightened you.”
