Page 66 of Wake the Dream

“No. There’s more.”

Though he’d used his hands on her, Kieran wanted to taste. He gently nudged her knees farther apart to settle himself between them.

“What do you think you’re doing?” she asked him, a smile evident in her voice.

“Once wasn’t enough. I can make you come again.”

“Again!”

She didn’t need to sound so surprised.

He placed his lips between her legs, tongue lapping at her. He enjoyed the way she twitched and fidgeted under his ministrations, her body highly sensitized. He reached out to grasp one breast with his free hand, using the other to keep himself steady. To give her the attention she deserved.

She slid her fingers through his hair and tugged. Still he continued, swirling his tongue in circles until he coaxed a second release from her. He felt it in the way her whole body shuddered and clenched, then went limp with satisfaction.

After a long moment Illaria leaned up on her elbows, staring at him.

“Do you like what you see?” he wanted to know. He loomed over her, his shoulders wide, the muscles of his arms defined with his effort to hold himself back.

“How could I not?” Her lips crooked in a satisfied smile. “I like that you took the time to care for me first. It’s appreciated.”

“It’s necessary. What kind of man would I be if I thought only of myself?”

“The same as the rest of them.”

Kieran slid closer, covering her body and easing her legs apart again. Giving her time to adjust to the idea of him on top. “I’m not like the rest.”

She tilted her chin, silencing him with a kiss. “I know. Now if you’re done playing games, I want you right here.” She pointed between her legs. “Right now.”

It was his turn to stare, though he thought of a better position and tugged her toward the edge of the bed, noting the way she smiled at him. The chuckle.

“You want to rush to the finish?” he asked.

Illaria slowly nodded. Her cheeks had flushed, a pretty contrast to the rest of her pale skin. “You can worship me more later.Thatlooks like it needs a release too.” She indicated his erection and the purple tint to the head of his dick.

Kieran shrugged. “There’s time for me.”

“Yes, right now, as I said,” Illaria argued, the tease in her words beckoning him forward.

How could he tell her no? “If you insist...”

He’d wanted to show her his ability and eagerness to please her? That meant doing whatever the lady said.

And thank God, because he would not have been able to contain himself for much longer.

Without further thought, he eased into her, slowly, inch by inch. Her tightness took him by surprise and he nearly went up in flames with the effort of holding himself in check.

Illaria exhaled roughly when his hands grasped her hips, holding her in place. “You won’t hurt me,” she said.

“It’s not you that I’m worried about.”

Holy shit.

Sensation swamped him. His body urged him to rush, to bury himself within her with a deep and primal roar, before remembering to grab a condom from his nightstand.

His mind became a haze of lust and desire. It had been too long for him. Too long since he’d enjoyed the touch of a woman he wanted this badly. Illaria he not only wanted, but he cherished. He also recognized how fragile she was as she squirmed beneath him.

“Kieran.”

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