Shadow of My Heart - By Caryn Moya-Block Page 0,16

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Raven moved his hand to her jeans and lowered the zipper before he slipped his hand into her panties. She shuddered. Finding her hot and wet, he inserted a finger into her depths. He pushed in with a second finger and pressed against her possessively. She came in a rush, crying out his name as he caressed her.

Damn, she was beautiful. Her face flushed, her eyes glazed with passion, she collapsed, weak from her orgasm. But he wasn’t finished with her.

As Cara looked at him through half-lowered lids, he kissed her abdomen and her stomach. Pushing the robe from her shoulders, he lifted her and removed her bra. Laying her down, he worked his way down her ribs, licking and tasting. He removed her jeans and panties. Finally, she was naked before him, her hair spread out on the pillow. He paused in appreciation, before he ripped off his T-shirt and tore off his jeans. He couldn’t wait to get inside her, to claim what was his.

But first he had to taste her. He took her other nipple into his mouth and sucked it. He gave it the same attention he had the first. Cara moaned her encouragement, grabbing his head and holding him in place. Then, he kissed his way down her abdomen, paying attention to each rib and dip before narrowing in on the dark curls between her legs. He ran his tongue through her slit, and she gasped. She tasted sweet and dark. He licked again, and then he pushed his tongue inside her to lick and torment and tease.

“Oh God, Raven. You’re killing me.” She was so hot and wet. She pushed up against his mouth.

He laid his arm across her to hold her still as he ate at her. She tasted so good, and he hummed his pleasure as he continued to stroke her with his tongue. He felt her tighten and knew she was close to coming again. Her head thrashed on the pillow, her murmured pleas ringing in his ears.

He replaced his tongue with a finger, lightly teasing her as he moved up to enter her. Lifting her hips with his hands, he aligned himself and plunged deep inside her wet depths. He pulled out and stroked again, taking her higher as she trembled and whimpered beneath him.

Again and again, he plumbed her depths, until he felt both of them teeter on the edge. The Shadow symbols on their chests glowed between them, becoming brighter and hotter with each caress.

He pulled out till just the head of his shaft remained in her, and then sank deep, hitting her womb. He reached down and flicked at her clit. Cara exploded, screaming his name, taking him with her as she flew apart. Her body milked him until he had spilled everything he was into her.

Raven felt the Shadow symbol sink deep into his flesh, causing a burning pain, as their life forces merged. Bright flashes of light surrounded them. Never again would either of them be alone.

“Mine . . .” Raven said in satisfaction. Finally, it was done. Cara was his.

Cara awoke several hours later to find Raven wrapped around her. Never before had she enjoyed such a passionate response to making love. Raven blew her socks off. She wasn’t sure she could move, let alone walk. She moved experimentally. Nothing hurt. Raven’s arm tightened around her and drew her back closer to his chest.

“Let me hold you,” he whispered in her hair.

Cara relaxed against him. She liked how he held her tight. It felt so good to be wanted. She had dreamed of this man, wanted him for the four months she had dated him. Snuggling back against him, she felt the proof of his arousal against her behind. A giddy sense of power came over her. He wanted her again.

“I believe it will always be this way between us, Cara,” Raven murmured as he licked her ear.

Drat that mind-link thing. Keeping her thoughts to herself seemed impossible now.

Raven chuckled as his lips skimmed the nape of her neck, causing her to shiver. “Not impossible, just a little harder to do,” he said, moving his lips to her neck and shoulders where he licked and kissed.

“Shut up and love me,” Cara demanded.

Raven chuckled again, then nipped her shoulder in reprimand. Cara shuddered, feeling herself go damp. Damn, she wanted this man.

You are so responsive, Cara. I love how you react to my every touch. The thought slid into her mind, bringing warmth and affection