Ivar's Escape (Assassins of Gravas #2) - N.J. Walters Page 0,34

the best idea he’d ever had or a huge mistake. She was staring at him the way a liger did a jackalope just before it took down its prey. His hunger stirred as she licked her full lips.

Relief warred with lust. He’d almost blown it. And if she’d walked away from him, he would have regretted it for the rest of his life.

He ran his hands over her strong thighs, up her hips, pausing at her waist. “Whatever you want,” he assured her. His cock protested, the tip leaking. In his head, he recited laws from every planet he could remember to keep from exploding.

Talk about a challenge. Not the reciting. That was easy. The not coming? That was a whole other thing.

Delphi was lush and strong and beautiful. Her curls bounced around her shoulders, thin and springy. He’d give anything to have her rub them over his dick.

He squeezed his eyes shut but quickly opened them before the image could form. He was going to blow this if he wasn’t careful.

Her breasts beckoned, so he propped himself up on his hands, ignoring the screaming of his ribs, using the pain to ground him. He licked one nipple and then the other. He couldn’t make out their exact color in the dim light—dark pink or beige—but they were large.

“I thought I was in charge.” The breathiness of her reply made him smile.

“You want me to stop?” Capturing the tip, he sucked.

“Yes. No. Not yet.”

He nuzzled his way to the other breast. “Which is it? Yes? No? Not yet?” He dragged his tongue over the nub.

She adjusted her position so her sex was right on top of his shaft and pressed down.

Stars exploded in his brain as he fell back. “You don’t play fair,” he accused, gasping from both pleasure and pain. Sweat beaded on his brow.

“I never said I did.”

He loved that she wasn’t shy about her body, even though he was her first lover. “Take what you want, what you need.”

“What do you want?” she countered.

“You.” He feathered his fingers over her stomach before dipping between her thighs and finding the taut bud. Her neck arched back, exposing the slender column, her lips parted on a thin cry.

Her eyes were slightly glazed, but he imagined his were, too. When she lifted slightly, his dick bobbed up, as though seeking entry. She wrapped her hand around his length.

“Fuck me.” Both swearing and a plea. If he didn’t get inside her, he was going to come. Then the tip was inside her wet warmth. “Thank the gods.”

“They had nothing to do with this.” She pushed down a bit more, taking another couple of inches.

“How do you know?” He was sucking air into his lungs, making talking almost impossible. “They brought us both here to this place and time.”

“Do you believe that?” She paused with him only about halfway inside her.

“Yes.” Gripping her hips, he eased her down another inch. “Finish it.”

She gave a nod and thrust downward, not stopping until she was sitting on his pelvis. Surely this was heaven. Like before, she was snug, surrounding him in her heat, bathing him in her desire.

All his bruises and aches were forgotten, the nagging pain washed away by sheer pleasure.

Then she moved, destroying his control. She lifted almost all the way off before lowering herself again, her hands gripping his arms for stability. Even now, she took care not to press against his ribs.

It only took once for him to come. The orgasm started in his balls and shot out through the tip of his shaft. A supernova exploded in his head. He momentarily went blind. His entire body was wracked with pleasure that bordered on pain.

When he finally caught his breath and reality descended once again, Delphi was lying on top of him, her head tucked under his chin, her body blanketing him.

He ran his fingers up and down her supple spine, loving the way she arched beneath his touch. “That was incredible. Sheer perfection.”

She raised her head and smiled, but it wasn’t the smile of a sated woman. A pleased one, but because of what she’d done, not because she’d found satisfaction.

“I came too soon.” It wasn’t a surprise, but he’d wanted her to be there with him. “I’m sorry.”

“I’m not.” She started to dismount, but he rolled her to the side and kept going until she was under him.

“We’re not done yet.”

She frowned. “We’re not?”

His cock was already swelling again, in spite of his orgasm. Seemed he had a