her shorts, watching, entranced, as she wiggled her hips so that they pooled around her ankles.
“Lie down,” he said, his voice rough.
She nodded, sitting on the bed and lying back.
“Head on the pillows,” he said, staring deeply into her eyes, forcing himself to wait before taking in the sight of her naked pussy for the first time.
She scooted back, her eyes dark and serious. “Are you going to . . .”
“Love your pussy with my tongue until you come? Yeah.” He nodded, kneeling between her legs and lifting one over his shoulder so that she was completely exposed to him. “Unless . . .”
“Please,” she sighed, arching her back and closing her eyes as he dipped his head to the tight thatch of blonde curls at the apex of her thighs.
Staring down at her, he felt a surge of love, of protectiveness, of Neanderthal levels of possessiveness that made him light-headed and grateful, his slick cock hard as a rock, standing straight and tall against his abs. He ran his hand gently over her curls, leaning closer to breathe in the scent of her, swallowing greedily as his mouth watered. She was already wet from his attention to her breasts, and he spread her lips easily with his thumb and forefinger, dipping his head and letting his tongue taste her for the first time.
She cried out—half a whimper, half a moan—as he licked her in long, sensual strokes, his hand holding her leg in place over his shoulder, the fingers of his other hand keeping her exposed to him. Her hips tilted up to meet his mouth, and he lowered her leg to the bed, leaning down to suck on the hard nub of her clit as he slid two fingers inside her tight, wet sex. Liquid velvet clenched around his fingers as her hips moved rhythmically into him, her shoulders anchoring her body against the mattress, but the rest of her flexed upward for more, for him.
Her moans became louder, and she reached for his head, her fingers pulling his hair into a ponytail and pulling with every thrust of his fingers and tongue, her cries echoing off the walls of his bedroom until he touched her clit with his teeth and her hips jolted off the bed, her pussy clenching so tightly around his fingers that his cock throbbed with anticipation.
“Colton!” she screamed, almost ripping the hair from his head as she came. He slipped his fingers from her sex and slid his body up to cover hers, skin to skin, his mouth loving hers as thoroughly as he’d just loved her clit. He could still taste her on his tongue as he pillaged her mouth, forcing her to kiss him through her orgasm and reveling in the feeling of her body bucking up against his as she rode out her climax.
Finally she stilled beneath him, her eyes still closed, her chest rising and falling against his, her heart fluttering against his chest like a caged bird. He braced his weight on his elbows and said her name softly, waiting for her to open her eyes.
When she did, they were hazy and deep, the midnight blue of the night sky, her fair lashes framing dreamy orbs as they looked up at him in wonder.
“I’ve never . . . I mean, that was my first time . . .”
A blush covered her cheeks, and it was so fucking cute, considering the fact that he’d just been knuckle deep in her pussy.
He grinned at her, gently pushing the hair from her forehead and staring deeply into her eyes as her words registered. “I was the first?”
She nodded shyly, blinking at him before smiling back. “Uh-huh.”
“How’d I do?”
“You need to ask?”
He raised his eyebrows. Yeah, he wanted to hear the words.
“You’re a Viking god,” she said, sighing as she reached for his cheek. “And I’m the luckiest merchant in the kingdom.” His cock jumped against her thigh as she spoke the words, and she blinked at him, then giggled softly. “I want you, Colton. I want all of you.”
She didn’t need to say it twice. “I haven’t been with anyone . . . for a while. Are you on the pill?”
“No,” she said, shaking her head. “I haven’t been with anyone for a while either.”
Reaching for his nightstand, he opened the top drawer and pulled out a condom, bringing it to his mouth and ripping open the foil. Kneeling and leaning back on his haunches, he stared down at her as