enough to make me groan.
I arched into him, extending the friction, and Thorn groaned too. His mouth plundered mine, but there was still a carefulness to the way he held me, even as the squeeze of his fingers around my thigh urged on my rocking against him.
He eased my face back an inch, still close enough that the heat of his breath flooded down my neck. His voice came out strained. “I don’t want to hurt you, Sorsha. This body is made for fighting, not love-making.”
I’d seen how large my warrior was in every area a few weeks ago when he’d sprung out of the shadows nude. The memory only spurred on the ache of need between my thighs. “I think it’s made for whatever you decide to do with it,” I murmured, splaying my hands against his abdomen. “Let me worry about how much I can handle. If anything’s too hard or too fast or too… large”—my palm slid over his erection—“I’ll let you know. But so far I have no complaints.”
“As m’lady wishes,” he breathed in return. It came out like a prayer, so different from the reluctant tones with which he’d once offered that term of respect that delight trembled through me.
I stripped off his tunic, eager to see all that sculpted flesh on display again, and he managed to tug my blouse open above the bandage on my stomach with surprising deftness, though his thick fingers fumbled with my bra. I unhooked it for him and gasped as his hands engulfed my breasts. The swivel of his calloused palms against my nipples raised them to points with a surge of bliss. The sensation shot to my sex, and the lingering pain of my wound hazed away in the wake of that pleasure.
I kissed Thorn again, still rocking against him, the heat between us turning searing. I’d waited too long to get this intimate with the last of my lovers—I had no patience left. My mouth skidded against his lips, a whimper tumbled from my throat at the powerful sweep of his thumbs over my breasts, and then I was groping at the ties of his trousers.
Sweet simmering symphonies, medieval clothing was a devil to unravel. At my muttered curse, Thorn let out a chuckle and flicked the knot loose as if it were nothing—through some supernatural voodoo, I was sure. I didn’t spend much time worrying about it, because the next second I’d delved inside his underclothes to free that massive cock.
It was magnificent, thick and corded with veins and so fucking hard I thought he might explode as I gripped it. His erection twitched at my touch, and a ragged breath shuddered out of the warrior.
“M’lady,” he whispered, and that time it sounded like a plea. One I was all too happy to answer. We could play around with more possibilities some other time.
There would be other times. I swore it by whatever was still true in my soul.
I scrambled out of my jeans and panties, and Thorn pulled me to him, the strength even in that controlled gesture taking my breath away. I ran my fingers up and down his cock. He kissed me so hard his teeth nicked my tongue, and then I lowered myself onto him with as much haste as my body allowed.
Just the head of his cock penetrating my slit stretched me more than I’d ever experienced. I stopped there, adjusting. Pleasure pulsed through me as my channel relaxed to accommodate him.
The warrior was a perfect gentleman, as torturous as the wait must have been for him. He kissed the side of my neck and massaged my breasts, adding to the blissful sensations coursing through me.
I sank a little lower and a little lower still, each inch stretching me farther with a burn that was increasingly ecstatic. My head tipped against Thorn’s shoulder, sweat dampening my brow. “You feel so good,” I said, my lips brushing his skin. My fingers teased over his belly, his pecs, his pert nipples, any way I could pay him back for the intense pleasure he was offering me with his patience.
Another groan slipped out of him. “As do you.”
The impulse flitted through me to feel all of him pressing down on me, to lose myself in the surge of that massive body over and inside me, but I wasn’t sure I was quite ready for that yet. I settled for dropping even lower, a pleased sound reverberating from my chest.
I felt full to bursting