Pirate's Gold - S.J. Sanders Page 0,45

chest, concealed beneath his armor. She understood how he felt. It seemed as if time served their enemies, striving to keep them apart. A stolen moment or two to enjoy even the briefest of contact was worth it. Despite how much she tried to stay optimistic that they would get out of everything fine once the pirates got what they wanted, she wasn’t so naïve as to believe that there wasn’t an equally good chance that they wouldn’t be walking away from the remains of the Evandra.

If this was possibly her last opportunity to touch and share her love with her mate, then she wasn’t going to pass it up.

She knew that he felt the same. She heard it in his fervently whispered praises as he peeled her armor from her body. Every word reverent, making her aware of just how much he needed her and treasured her presence in his life. He wasn’t as skilled with words as a poet, but the honesty in what he spoke moved her heart.

“Perfection,” he hissed as he gazed upon her. “I would kill all of them for you and lay them vanquished at your feet that you would be adorned in the glory of the blood I shed in your honor. Never has a mate been more deserving of such honors.”

“Fuck, I love it when you promise to do horrific things to my enemies,” she whispered as she slid her hands over his taut pectorals.

“I would feed you delicacies from their bones.”

“Okay, a little much there… but I can get definitely get down with feeding me. In all ways. Gods, I need you,” she ground out as her hands continued their upward movement.

A low rumble met her touch, and his eyes slid shut with pleasure as she slowly ran her hand up to the tab at his collar that sealed his armor. Pressing it, she hummed with delight as the material split beneath her hand, falling away from the dark silver scales of her mate’s chest.

“Anastha,” he hissed as her hands trailed down his body to cup the swollen sack that his cock—rather, his civix—rested inside.

At the pressure of her hands, his dark civix slipped out in a rush. It was so thick that she couldn’t even close her fingers around it. It slipped and writhed in her grasp, the hook at its tip twitching as the tiny tubes that ran up the length of his sex began to drizzle lubricant into her hand. Veral’s face pinched, his hips twitching with need.

She began to drop to her knees, wanting to taste him on her tongue and drive him crazy with her mouth, but his hands on her arms tightened, stopping her. Instead, he drew her closer until her bare chest was plastered against his, his vibrissae vibrating and twitching as they coiled against her breasts, along her neck, and into her hair.

All of her attention, however, was fastened on his hotly glowing eyes as his head dropped and his lips claimed hers.

The feel of his two tongues invading her mouth sent a bolt of desire punching through her. She sank into him, her single tongue tussling eagerly with his slender pair. As her arms twined around his neck and his vibrissae clung to her, their bodies slid together, simulating the instinctive movements of mating. His hands dropped, sliding down her sides to cup possessively for a moment over her still flat belly before sliding down to the back of her thighs. With one swift movement, he yanked her up into his arms and walked to the edge of the sleeping platform.

Holding her firmly against him, he slid onto the bed. Though the movement kicked up clouds of dust, neither of them paid any attention to it. They were far more interested in the contact points between their bodies that had been touch-starved for days since their separation. Terri could feel the energy between them, that connection of their bond, practically hum with intensity as they grew increasingly frantic.

At some point, her legs crept around his hips, pulling him tightly against her until they were pelvis to pelvis. Veral’s back arched to maintain their kisses despite their height discrepancy. At the contact of his civix gliding along her sex, a shudder ran through her, and Terri gasped into his mouth. He pressed tighter to her, swallowing every sound that she made, muffling it so that they wouldn’t be discovered.

His sex slid against hers several times, flicking her clit with each pass until she