Burned by Darkness - Alexandra Ivy Page 0,38
here?”
He gave the lobe of her ear a punishing nip. “Where else would I be?”
“I thought—”
“Don’t think,” he interrupted, capturing her mouth in a kiss that was a deliberate attempt to inflame her senses.
It worked like a charm.
“Baine,” she breathed, her heart slamming against her ribs.
“I knew it would be like this,” he breathed.
She shivered. “Like what?” she demanded, even as she knew the answer.
Powerful, explosive, overwhelming.
“Perfection,” he said, his eyes glowing. “We were clearly destined to be together.”
She blocked out his words.
He was right. There was no need to think. Not yet.
In this moment all she wanted to do was feel. And feel. And feel…
Tayla stroked the smooth muscles of his chest, fascinated by the satin heat of his skin. At the same time, she slid her foot up his calf, the movement pressing her closer to the growing thickness of his cock.
Excitement bubbled through her at his ready response. The knowledge that she could stir his primitive desires was as intoxicating as nectar.
“My enchanting imp,” Baine growled, crushing her lips with slow, drugging kisses that had her arching in pleasure.
He tasted of dragon-fire. And sex. And power.
A heady combination.
His hands skimmed down her body with an intimate exploration that made her tremble. He caressed the slope of her shoulders, and down the backs of her arms. He molded her breasts, his thumbs teasing her nipples to aching peaks. And all the while he continued to dazzle her with his deep, mind-numbing kisses.
Desire crashed through her, as well as a perilous sensation that she was swift to bury in the back of her mind.
Effortlessly sensing her impatience, Baine rolled her onto her back and covered her with his heavy body, his mouth seeking the sensitive tip of her breast.
He murmured his approval as she scraped her nails down his back, and grasped his hips.
With exquisite skill, he tormented her nipple, his cock rubbing against her clit until she was arching beneath him in a silent plea. He turned his focus to her other breast, his hand sliding beneath her to cup her butt.
“I can’t wait,” he rasped. “Are you ready?”
Ready? Good lord, she was about to combust.
“Yes,” she breathed.
“Tell me you need me,” he commanded. “I want to hear the words.”
“I need you.”
As if her words snapped the leash of his control, Baine gave a low growl and with one hard thrust was buried deep inside her.
Tayla gasped. He was large enough to stretch her to the very limit, but it was an exquisite burn. With a throaty moan she wrapped her legs around his hips and dug her heels into his lower back.
“More,” he muttered, burying his face in the curve of her neck.
She trembled as she felt the rough rasp of his tongue against her pulse, an erotic heat dancing over her skin as his body was sheathed in dragon-fire.
Yes. Yes, yes, yes.
She dug her nails into his hips, holding on tight as his rhythm quickened. It was so good. Too good.
The combined sensations of heat and his ruthless thrusts were swiftly tossing her into a vortex of bliss. Knowing it was a waste of effort to try and prolong the pleasure, Tayla lifted her hips off the mattress, meeting him thrust for thrust.
She moaned as a burst of dragon-fire surrounded them, binding them together and catapulting them into a mutual orgasm that drenched them both in pleasure.
Lost in a sated haze, she floated in a sense of unreality while Baine nuzzled a path of kisses toward the hollow beneath her ear. At the same time, his hands skimmed up the curve of her waist to cup her swollen breasts.
Baine groaned in satisfaction as her nipples readily puckered in anticipation.
“Mine.”
The breath was snatched from her lungs as the awareness of Baine flowed through her with a shocking intimacy. It was like…
She sucked in a shaky breath.
Oh, shit.
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Despite the obvious warning signs, it was several hours later before Tayla truly accepted that she was in trouble.
Not just ‘crap, my soufflé deflated’ kind of trouble. Or ‘I forgot to pay the electric bill’ trouble.
This was ‘oh my god, my entire life has changed’ trouble.
She should have known it the second that she’d felt Baine thrust deep into her body. There’d been pleasure. So much pleasure she’d nearly blacked out. But she’d told herself it was the gratification of being in the hands of a talented lover.
Even when she’d felt the unmistakable sensation of their souls merging she’d tried to pretend she didn’t realize what was happening.
But now she could