Lord of Destiny (The Dragon Demigods #6) - Charlene Hartnady Page 0,58

do a double-check on your health…as a formality.”

“You shouldn’t look at me like that. Makes it hard to think.” His voice has turned deep and smoky.

I look up at his face. “Any other objections?”

“You’re on the rebound.” I don’t think he realizes it, but he is rubbing his hand up and down my arm while we talk.

“I don’t think I am.”

“You don’t think?” He quirks a brow. “Doesn’t sound too convincing.”

I shake my head. “Nope.” It doesn’t really matter either way since we’re leaving in a few days, if – big if – we even make it out of here. I go on anyway, “West and I were over long before we actually broke up. We hadn’t slept together since before Mimi died. It’s been over a year since I had sex.” I was worried before. I’m not anymore. I’m totally over West. “I think my lack of sex is an excellent reason for doing it.”

He pushes out a breath. “It’s been at least that long for me too, which is a reason against.”

“Against?” I lift my head so that I can look him square in the eyes. “How so?”

He raises his brows. “I’d come in less than ten seconds. I know you’d feel fucking amazing. You’ll never look at me the same way again. In fact, you’ll never look at me again…period. I can’t have that happening.” He gently touches the side of my jaw. I want to arch into him.

“There are ways to prevent that from happening.”

“What, you never looking at me again, or premature ejaculation?”

I giggle softly. “The latter.” I brush a kiss across his lips. Then I slide down his body. We’re covered in dried-up, cracking muck, but I couldn’t care less.

“What are you doing?” I hear both panic and excitement in his voice.

“What does it look like?” I take hold of his cock. It’s silky and smooth. It seems to pulse beneath my grip.

Stephan hisses.

“You need to be very quiet, or we’re dead. No pressure,” I say, placing a kiss on the tip of his head. He bites down on his lower lip. “I must warn you, I give excellent head,” I tell him as I take his tip into my mouth.

Stephan’s whole body tightens. His eyes turn hazy with desire.

I suck on his dick a couple of times, deepthroating him from the start. His eyes widen. He rubs the back of my head with one of his big hands. He doesn’t grip me or tighten his hold. I keep sucking softly. Then I lick my way around his rim before taking him deep again. Right to the back of my throat. Using one hand, I cup his balls.

He mouths the word ‘fuck’, his hand momentarily tightening on my hair. I lick his rim one more time while keeping his tip in my mouth. I watch his Adam’s apple work. Then I go back to deepthroating him. I play with his balls, cupping them in my hand. I feel them tighten, pulling up.

“Raven,” he whispers.

I know he’s going to come. I fist the base of his cock a little harder and tug a couple of times in time with my suctioning, thrusting mouth. I don’t let up on his balls. Then he’s coming and coming. His body jerks and his eyes go wide.

I’m impressed. He doesn’t make so much as a sound. His head is rolling back. His eyes are tightly shut. He has this look of rapture on his face as he comes down. His hips rock gently. I lick and suck and tease as much pleasure out of him as I can. Eventually, he lifts his head. His chest is rising and falling rapidly. He smiles at me. “Thank you,” he whispers. “That was some head.”

“Any time.” Scary thing is that I mean it. Before I can think about it, he’s gripping my hips and flipping me over onto my back. He’s looking down at me like he can’t quite believe what he is seeing. I’m covered in dirt, so it’s understandable. He spreads my legs like he’s unwrapping a Christmas present. Like I’m made from gold and diamonds. Then he lifts them up…up…up. I can hardly breathe.

“Your pussy is a gorgeous pink.” He keeps his eyes on the juncture between my legs. The place where it’s pulsing. “So damned pretty. And for the record, mud is a good look on you.” He catches my eyes for a moment, his jaw tensing.

I’m desperate for him to touch me. I might go off like