Page 57 of On a Barbarian World

As he stripped the leather off her, the thought hit her that they were outside and Kavon was already naked.

But it was dark…and right now she didn’t care.

His hands slid up the outside of her bare legs and then he reached behind her and unfastened her corset.

Then she was naked, the night air on her bare skin, with a naked barbarian warrior devouring her with his eyes.

He bent down on one knee, and she stared down at his dark head. He pressed a warm kiss to her stomach, and her belly jumped.

She ran her fingers through his silky hair. This big warrior had so much strength, yet he could touch a woman like she was the most precious, perfect thing he’d ever held.

His lips touched her hipbone, and she sank her teeth into her bottom lip. He scraped his teeth across the bone, a reminder that while he was being gentle, there was a barbarian in there, too.

“Your skin is so soft, Aurina. And so pale it glows in the darkness.”

One of his hands traveled up her thigh, leaving a trail of sensation in its wake. He kissed her lower belly and then his fingers were sliding between her legs.

“Oh.” She arched into his touch.

“So wet,” he murmured. He lifted his hand, mesmerized, and licked his fingers.

Arousal was a hard punch to her system. “Please, Kavon.”

His big hands cupped her ass, lifting her, and then his mouth was between her thighs.

He licked her, his tongue driving into her. She cried out, her cry swallowed by the night. It felt so good. He lapped at her, groaning against her skin.

“You taste different.” His voice was raw. “So sweet and good.”

The ragged tension in her kept growing, edging higher and higher. She tangled her hands in his hair, and when his tongue lapped at her clit, she broke.

With another cry, Aurina came hard, her hands clenching on his head. He licked her more gently now, but didn’t move back, as though he couldn’t pull himself away from her.

When he finally stood, she thought she might just dissolve into a puddle. Her muscles were lax and she felt warm all over.

But one look at the desire riding her warrior and she felt an impossible flicker of arousal again.

Kavon wrapped his arms around her and lifted her up. He pinned her against the stone and his hard body pressed against hers.

She slid a hand down and closed it around his hard cock. She licked her lips. He was big, as long and thick as she remembered from the quick glimpses she’d had of him.

“Kavon.”

“Aurina.” He groaned and thrust into her hand.

She stroked down the length of him.

He groaned again. “Enough, or I’ll spill in your hand like an untried warrior.” He grabbed her around the waist and boosted her up. She wrapped her legs around his hips. He pressed her into the wall, and a second later, his thick cock was rubbing between her thighs. Then he started to push inside.

The full stretching sensation made her eyes widen. Oh, it felt so good.

“You…are so wet.” He thrust the last few inches, and they both groaned. His face was pressed to her skin. “So much wetter than I have experienced. And so tight.”

He pulled back then surged inside again. She gripped his hard shoulders and bit her lip.

He was so tense beneath her hands, his muscles quivering. He slowly thrust into her again.

When she looked at his face, she saw an almost savage look on it. “Kavon?”