Threads of Desire (Spellcraft) - By Stone, Eleri Page 0,14

an undulating lift and drop, as if riding a wave. He hummed in appreciation and pulled more insistently, his tongue swirling around the tip just as he released her.

His hair brushed against her when he turned his head toward her other breast. Goose bumps spread over her skin followed by delicious heat. Everything dissolved into sensation. The slide of his cock along the seam of her sex. The looming bulk of his shoulders and chest. The hair on his thighs tickled her legs. He kept his weight from crushing her, but she felt it when he dropped to an elbow, freeing his hand to cup her breast or position her head for his kiss.

And now...now she could appreciate the way he took his time.

It was part of how he approached the world, she realized. He was a sensual creature and did not, could not take the luxury he surrounded himself with for granted. A man like this would appreciate Ulla and the silk sheets he lay upon just as he delighted in her body. She was the one who hadn’t fully appreciated these things. But she would tonight. Tonight, she would drown herself in them.

She’d spent the last three years living the life of a vagrant, hoarding her money and denying herself everything. Until Kal came to tempt her. Chasing this kind of life is what had gotten her into trouble in the first place. She’d learned long ago to avoid powerful men who cared only for themselves, to suspect all pleasure and deny every temptation.

She parted her legs to settle him more firmly against her cleft, angled her hips so that the brunt of every thrust landed on her clit. She hooked her feet around his calves and moved with him and when she opened her eyes, he was staring at her. The severity of his expression stunned her. Firelight highlighted the stark planes and angles of his face, his bold nose and wide mouth, compressed now and utterly sober. No light of humor in his dark eyes. Something bare and raw, shatteringly intimate in that look. He plunged into her again, and she closed her eyes. She didn’t want the intimacy of his gaze. She wanted cool silk sheets, a hard body and harder cock. She liked the way he moved. She liked that very much.

This wasn’t an invitation to her soul.

He thrust deeper and she arched to meet him, thighs spreading, lifting, locking around his hips to wrestle some control from him. He was having none of it. He shifted his body to clamp a hand over the jut of her hipbone, pushing her into the mattress. The down cupped her body, giving beneath their weight, but it could only give so much. He held her in place as he pounded into her, each thrust more determined though his pace was not yet frantic. She liked the idea of him losing control, of him ceding control to her. If she took him again, she’d tie his hands to the great wooden posts of his bed and ride him until he begged her for release. Except there would be no next time. One sip from the golden fountain.

He pulled at her hair, forcing her mouth up so he could take her with his tongue as well as his cock. In rhythm, one thrust mimicking the other until it all blended together. Her heartbeat. His. The soft grunting sound he made each time he rammed full inside her, his balls slapped tight to her damp flesh. The muffled cries she made around his tongue, panting breath and wet sloppy sounds of their coming together. He forced her body to dance to his rhythm, and it didn’t matter to her then that he was winning. Right now, she was winning too.

Her orgasm came upon her slowly, a silent blossoming that stiffened her body before shuddering through her. Kal lifted his head and drove harder, riding her through it as she clung to him and gasped for air.

A sound vibrated from his chest, warm and approving. He braced himself on his arms and now he was smiling at her, that dazzling smile she’d seen him exchange with his friends. It had never been directed at her before. Unexpectedly, another shudder of pleasure passed through her. He dropped his gaze to her breasts, her belly, where they were joined together. And the smile tightened a moment before his body did, and then his cock. Three quick jerking thrusts and he spilled inside