deny him anymore. His dragon loosed a rumble that was both pure anticipation and warning. They’d both waited a long time for this. Too damn long.
Levi jerked his head up and sucked in sharply. “Gods above, Lyndi.” But he didn’t yet claim what she was offering. “I want you so much I ache with it. Tell me you feel the same.”
A flash of vulnerability set her eyes swirling with the molten crimson of her fire. “I have nothing to give to you,” she whispered.
Levi growled and gave in, kissing her. Hard. He poured an almost violent need to shake her for saying that about herself into the kiss he ravaged her with. And Lyndi, usually all fire and fight, softened against him as though giving in, surrendering. An action that twined around his heart. With a groan, he tempered the kiss, turning it into something else. Something more. Something that drugged his mind and sent her moaning against him.
A ripping sound pulled him up sharply to find she’d torn his shirt clean off.
“Lyndi—”
“Please,” she begged.
He knew everything she was asking with that one word. For at least this one time together. To not talk about what it all meant or where it would or wouldn’t lead. Not yet. To just give in.
Levi grinned, brutally satisfied—for the moment—and her pupils dilated at the sight, no doubt his smile falling on the predator side. In a rush of kisses and touches and backing her up through the suite, they managed to get her out of her clothes. Smoothing his palms over her skin, he cupped his hands over her bare ass to lift her up, fitting her against him. Without an ounce of hesitation, Lyndi wrapped her arms around his neck and undulated her body, grinding herself against the straining shaft of his cock, even through his jeans.
Convulsively, his fingers dug into the toned flesh he gripped as he tried to keep from dropping his pants and pushing into her then and there. Damned if he wasn’t going to make this incredible for both of them. He wanted her so satiated, she wouldn’t have the energy to fly away from him the second they were done.
Shoving that thought away, he focused on how he wanted to leave her…replete and filled with his seed.
Fuck.
When had he turned into a caveman?
Needing to wrest back the control she’d taken with that grinding move, he slipped one hand farther around until he found the slick core of her. But he didn’t enter her with his fingers. Instead, he teased, feathering a touch through her folds, just barely avoiding the bundle of nerves at the top of her entrance.
Over and over and over, mimicking the movement with deeper strokes of his tongue in her mouth, winding it with her own. Pressing, but not entering with his fingers, until she was moving her hips, seeking a deeper penetration, chasing his touch, frustration edging her moans.
He wanted her full surrender. Needed it.
She would never, ever give into him anywhere else. He needed this here.
“Fuck me, dammit,” she demanded against his lips.
Levi drew back to pin her with a look of total and utter command. “In here, I give the orders.”
“The fuck you do—”
In one swift move, he impaled her with his finger, sending it deep, and she choked off her words to toss her head back on a moan of pure pleasure that shot blood pumping into his already engorged cock.
Sliding that finger out with deliberate, torturous slowness, he added another and slid back home. “I know you need to be in control in everything you do,” he murmured, voice gone dark and smoky with his need, his dragon, impatient and edgy, wanting to be part of the action. The sight of the pleasure flushing her cheeks, the way her mouth opened as she panted, was stealing his control bit by bit. “But when we…are together in this way…I need this.”
She shook her head, her long dark hair that he’d released from the elastic binding at some point brushing the back of the hand holding her up. “I can’t,” she panted.
“You can,” he insisted. “Give me this part of you. You’ll never regret it. I promise. But in the bedroom, you obey me.”
Her head snapped up in defiance at that, even as her gaze remained hazy, and he stopped the motion of his fingers inside her, staring her down steadily. “Your choice,” he said.
Dragonsteel bands seemed to wrap around his chest, cutting off his breathing as he waited for