the tree. Adam came around one side of it, and she turned, putting her back to the tree as he cornered her against it.
“I am sorry about last night,” she said.
He braced a hand against the bark beside her, and his other hand settled on her hip. A flare of heat filled her lower belly, and a faint throbbing pulse came to life between her thighs.
Adam’s grip over her hips tightened ever so slightly.“I was sorry too.”
“Perhaps we can try again tonight?” she offered, both nervous and excited at the thought. He took a step closer, his body now pressing against hers. She was suddenly afraid, though of what she wasn’t sure, so she attempted to move away. He caught her waist and pushed her back against the tree, deftly capturing her wrists with one of his large hands, pinning them above her head.
“Adam—what—?”
“Hush, lady wife. I have caught you, and now you are mine.” His words sent that faint throbbing deep in her belly into a more frantic pounding within her. He lowered his lips to hers, but he didn’t kiss her. His lips brushed over hers, moving along her jaw down to her throat, where he nipped the sensitive flesh. She cried out, her hips arching away from the tree. All because of what he’d done to her neck. She was a terrible, wanton creature, yet at that moment she couldn’t find it in herself to care.
Adam’s other hand parted her split riding skirts, gripping one of her thighs. He slid his hand between her legs, his strong fingers questing through layers of undergarments until he found her. She shrieked in shock as he stroked the folds of her sex.
“Hush, pet,” he purred, and all she could envision was how a dangerous tomcat would pounce upon a trembling mouse and gently bat at it with its paw.
One of his fingers moved up and sank into her, pressing tight inside that secret part of her. Wetness flooded between her thighs, and she wriggled, unable and unwilling to escape. He kissed the shell of her ear as he pushed that finger in and out of her.
“This is a taste of what I will teach you, this dark yearning for something more. The need you feel to be chased and caught. To have me master your body.” His words, carnal and wicked, confused and excited her.
“I don’t—I shouldn’t—”
“Don’t lie to me, or yourself. There is nothing wrong with wanting this. You are my wife, and I your husband. We may explore this together.” Adam kissed her now, a ruthless, violent kiss that matched the sudden thrust of his finger.
Something was building within her, something wild and uncontrollable. It felt as though her body was changing, as though whatever was coming, once it came, would leave a mark upon her that would never go away.
“Keep touching me,” she demanded, needing his skin upon her skin in whatever way she could get it.
“Let go,” he urged between his hungry kisses. “Surrender yourself to me.” His hold on her wrists tightened as he inserted a second finger inside her, stretching her to the point where it was nearly painful.
“Christ, you’re tight,” he groaned against her mouth.
She was tight, and upon hearing him say it, itwas like a curse and a blessing broke whatever had been holding her together. She simply came apart, and a frightening, powerful pleasure rippled through her. She screamed, but the sound was drowned out as he covered her mouth with his.
Letty was consumed by him, their bodies pressed tight, her will and his bound by this dark, exciting energy that his wicked touch created. He kept thrusting his fingers until she was begging for him to stop, not because it hurt, but because she could not take any more pleasure. He slowed down, his hand stilling as he cupped her sex. Then he brushed a finger over the bud of her arousal, and she flinched at its oversensitivity. He rested his head against hers, their panting breaths mingling.
“That’s it. Ride it out with me,” Adam encouraged. “Don’t fight it.”
She melted, unaware that she had been holding herself rigid as her mind and body tried to process what had happened. As she relaxed, little aftershocks of pleasure came more freely.
“There now,” he soothed her as he pulled his hand from beneath her skirts. She was embarrassed at the wetness coating his fingertips but gasped as she watched him slip them between his own lips and lick them clean. It made the