Vladimir (Russian Dragon Heat #1) - Carole Mortimer Page 0,28

used the other to part her legs before he moved forward and stroked that long and rasping tongue along the wet seam of her pussy and up to her clit.

Tanya gasped as the roughness of his tongue touched that sensitive nubbin, causing what felt like hot and pleasurable lava to course through her veins.

Hours later, Tanya would realize it was the defining moment of when she fell, tumbled completely and headlong, in love with Vladimir Romanov.

Vladimir used both hands to part the flesh protecting Tanya’s pulsing clit, stroking his tongue over it before delving beneath the protective hood to the vulnerability of that completely exposed nubbin. Seconds later, Tanya’s body began to convulse in the throes of the release of her pleasure.

Vladimir had never tasted anything as sweet and delicious as the release of juices gushing from Tanya’s channel, to be eagerly lapped up by his tongue and then swallowed. Pulse after pulse of a pure nectar which in turn ignited into explosions of pleasure and need inside him.

It filled his mind and body in a way he had never known before, until it seemed he became fully aware of every one of his own heartbeats as well as Tanya’s. Every rhythmic pulsing of blood through his veins fell into rhythm with Tanya’s. Every snap and impulse of his thought processes filled with a single thought.

Mating Tanya.

Pleasing her.

Serving her as he gave her physical pleasure.

Which he did, time and time again, until Tanya began to slide limply to her knees.

Vladimir stopped her by lifting her in his arms as he rose to his feet. When he looked down at her, her cheeks were flushed, her eyes fever bright, and her head lolled tiredly against his shoulder.

He turned off the shower before stepping out and quickly grabbing a towel to stride into the adjoining bedroom and place Tanya carefully on the bed. He took his time gently drying her from head to toe. He then stood and helped her beneath the warmth of the bed covers.

Her gaze moved to his fully erect and straining cock, the tip a fierce red and glistening with pre-cum. “Let me take care of that for you.” She attempted to sit up.

Vladimir pressed a hand gently against her shoulder. “Stay where you are.”

“But—”

He sat on the side of the bed to stroke his fingers against her cheek. “I’m more than satisfied from having made love to you,” he assured, causing her cheeks to warm. “I’m going downstairs for a few minutes.” He deliberately changed the subject. “I’m going to check on the fire and turn off the lights, and then I’ll join you in bed.” There was no possibility of him sleeping anywhere else but by Tanya’s side.

She looked about to protest and then subsided with a sigh as she seemed to realize, and accept, that it would be ridiculous to expect him to sleep anywhere else after their intimacy together. “I might be asleep before you get back,” she warned instead as she snuggled beneath the warm bedcovers.

“Good,” he approved. “You must be exhausted after walking through that deep snow.” He frowned again at the memory of how, if Dimitri hadn’t alerted him to the fact Tanya was missing, he could have lost her to the extreme elements or the wild animals roaming this area at night.

Tanya winced when she saw his frown. “The door was unlocked, and after three months of being locked away, it just seemed like too good an opportunity not to take advantage of.” Her gaze shifted from meeting his. “In hindsight, not knowing the area or the terrain, it was reckless and stupid of me to even attempt to run away.”

It wasn’t an apology as such, but Vladimir knew how much even this admission must have cost this independent woman.

“I believe we have both enjoyed my form of chastisement far better than a spanking,” he teased. “No matter.” He took pity on her as the color deepened in her cheeks. “I won’t be long.”

He took a robe from inside the wardrobe, giving Tanya one last lingering glance before venturing out into the slightly cooler hallway. The heat from the shower had helped the central heating to warm the adjoining bedroom where he left Tanya.

The fire downstairs had almost burned itself out, and there were only a couple of lights to switch off. The central heating would have done its job by morning, so there was no need to keep the fire alight.

Vladimir went back up the stairs a few minutes