of her niggled at her own restraints. All her life she’d held herself in, controlled herself and her emotions, because that was the only way to survive. She had been a prisoner both mentally and physically, and now a part of her wanted to throw off any restraints and go after what she wanted. Somehow make him care for her. Was it so much to ask?
But then she might end up with nothing.
At least this way she would have the memories of tonight. So she kept the words locked inside and vowed to show him how she felt.
“What do you want?” he murmured.
“Everything.”
“Then take it. I’m yours.”
For tonight.
She took a step closer, reached up, and touched her fingers to his lips. Then closer still and pressed her mouth to his skin, tasting the saltiness, breathing in his scent. She kissed his chest, flicking her tongue over his hard nipples and heard him gasp. Without thinking she sank to her knees in front of him and peered up the long line of his body.
“Destiny…?” Her name was a groan.
She leaned closer and placed a soft kiss against his hard flesh. His hands moved, and he cupped her head, his fingers tangling in the hair at her nape, but making no effort to hold her closer. She licked along the length of him, swirling her tongue around the tip, tasting the saltiness. Then she sat back on her heels and looked at him. Gilded in starlight. Her own body reacted, clenching tight, flooding with wet heat, and she pressed her thighs together, the anticipation building. She took him in her mouth, felt his body’s instinctive response as his hips jerked against her. He was too big, and she wrapped her hand around him, squeezing as she sucked at the swollen head. His hips were moving in rhythm with her movements, his hand tightening around her skull.
Then his body went tense, he groaned, and hot liquid flooded her mouth. She swallowed, as it kept coming. More than she’d expected. Her hands cupped his balls and she squeezed gently, and his hips jerked against her.
Finally he stopped moving and she gave him one last kiss, sat back on her heels, and peered up at him, a big grin on her face. “It works. Just like in the books.”
He laughed. Then tugged her to her feet and kissed her, his tongue pushing inside her mouth, filling her as his hard body would soon fill hers. Then he swooped her up in his arms.
“My turn.”
He laid her down in the soft sand before coming down to kneel between her open thighs.
From the books she had read, she had a feeling that she should have felt shy at this moment. She didn’t. Maybe her unusual upbringing had some advantages. She could feel herself yearning for him. Her sex soft and swollen and needy with the premonition of what was to come. Her hips jerked as her mind filled with the image of him coming down on her, his mouth kissing her. Tingles ran over her skin and through her body, settling between her thighs. He hadn’t touched her there yet, but already she was about to explode.
His big hands reached out and stroked over her belly, through the curls at the base and she held her breath. Long fingers stroked over her sensitive flesh, rubbing too briefly over the bundle of nerves, then lower. One finger probed at the entrance to her body, then sank inside her and she moaned softly.
So good.
Then he lowered his head and kissed her inner thigh and her body twisted beneath his touch, lifting toward him, needing more. His breath was cool against her heated skin, then his mouth was on her and all rational thought fled.
He licked long strokes over her sex, slowly, tasting her, stopping just short of where she needed him most. Then back, his tongue pushing inside her, then lapping at her, the pressure never enough, and at the same time the sensations too much for her body to contain.
She didn’t want it to end, but she was striving toward something, the pressure building. She stopped thinking and concentrated on the stroke of his tongue, first so light it was only a whisper against her flesh, then harder, pushing inside her.
His hands slid beneath her to hold her up for his touch as he parted her sex with his clever fingers.
She was so close now, reaching for that elusive release, her body shaking with need. Then he sucked