Lord of Destiny (The Dragon Demigods #6) - Charlene Hartnady Page 0,59

a rocket as soon as he does. I’m not prepared when his tongue laves my clit. When his mouth closes on the small bundle of nerves. My back bows. I have to hold back the cries that are building inside my throat. The noises that are resonating from deep inside me. I know Stephan doesn’t have sex often. That it’s been a while since he was with a woman…but he knows what he’s doing. He’s licking and suctioning me with just the right degree of firmness. Sometimes doing both at once. Then his finger is inside me. I have to bite back a moan. I make a tiny, desperate-sounding noise. I work harder at keeping quiet. I think he’s using two fingers now. They’re sliding in and out. Not too fast and not too slow. His mouth… Oh, his mouth.

Oh, god!

Oh!

Oh!

I’m rocking against him. My breathing is ragged. I can’t help that. I’m on the verge of coming. I’m close. Everything is tightening…coiling…about to spin out of control. Then he’s pulling back, covering me with his big body. His mouth is on mine. I can taste myself on his lips.

It’s my last coherent thought as he lifts my legs and pushes inside me in one hard thrust. I groan into his mouth.

“Shhhh,” he says against my lips. “Shhh…” he says again as he begins to move, fucking me with hard, even strokes that take my breath away and have my eyes watering. Stephan lifts my legs higher on his body, adjusting the angle.

Holy crap!

Holy…!

Oh…oh!

He hits my spot. I can’t breathe or think. I hear him grunt softly. His kisses are frantic. Unlike his thrusts, which are pure control.

I’m digging my nails into his shoulders. I can’t help it. I want more. I want everything. My breasts are rubbing against his chest. There is extra friction because of the mud. My nipples are hard and sensitive. My whole body is a live wire right now.

He whispers my name against my lips. It sounds like a plea. A prayer. His chocolate gaze is on mine. He grunts softly. He lifts my legs even higher, grinding into me. There’s still no sense of urgency, even though I can see it in his eyes.

“Tight,” he whispers softly between kisses. “Fucking wet.” I can hardly hear him. “Love…how you feel.” His words do things to me. I’m close. I’m on the edge. I can feel my orgasm there…right there. I’m teetering on the edge. I’m about to come hard. Any second now. Any—

Stephan frowns. His eyes narrow. He stops moving. His eyes lift.

I hear them too. Wingbeats in the distance. He covers my mouth with his big hand. He sends me a warning look. Then he’s moving again. They’re right here above us, and he’s moving. Barely, though. Slowly…slowly. In and then out with infinite care. I’m still right there, but it isn’t enough to tip me over the edge. Thank god. I can’t come now. Not now!

I’m terrified and exhilarated. I’m feeling everything more acutely. I’m trying not to breathe too hard. Not to feel too much, and I’m failing.

Oh.

My.

God.

In and out. Slow. Slow. Slow. Easy. It seems to take forever for them to move off. My eyes are locked with his. His jaw is tight. Stephan is frowning hard. His eyes are hazy and yet alert. His arm is between us, his finger is on my clit. Rub. Rub. Rub.

In and out. So slowly. I want to groan. I want to come so badly. Never this badly. Stephan is listening, his face turning up. That finger. That blasted finger is rubbing circles around my clit. On the periphery. Everything he is doing is designed to keep me there without taking me over the edge. I fully understand why he’s doing it, but it’s still driving me insane. Finally…finally, he rubs that blasted finger over my clit, and my back bows. I have to clamp my mouth shut to keep from yelling. I dig my fingers into his back. He lifts my legs up high on his back until my heels are between his shoulder blades.

His thrusts are now hard and urgent. “Shhh,” he warns, a feral smile on his lips. Beautiful, even covered in mud. Maybe because of being covered in the stuff.

Oh!

Oh…

He’s there. Right there. My spot. I’m about to see stars. What am I saying? I’m already seeing stars, and I’m not even coming yet. I’m so close…so very close. My eyes shoot open. Wide. My mouth drops open. Just as