Page 89 of Thorns & Fire
A deep, guttural moan escaped him, vibrating through his chest as her body collided with his.There were too many layers between them, too much fabric in the way.
But Wren was uninhibited, unapologetic.She tore at the buttons of his shirt, raking her nails down his exposed chest, over his nipples.
Astride him now, she ground herself against his cock, and Furies save him, he saw stars.
‘Too many clothes,’ Wren muttered against his lips, echoing his thoughts as she reached for his laces.
Torj finished shucking off his shirt, groaning as Wren palmedhim through his leathers before tugging the wretched material down around his thighs.
‘Fuck...’
His erection sprang free, and Wren rubbed against him, eliciting another primal sound from him as his cock hit bare, wet skin.He was practically pawing at her, sitting upright to rip her apron over her head.
‘More fucking laces,’ he grunted as his fingers fumbled with the back of her gown.The material fell away, baring her shoulders to him.
Deepening another kiss, Torj let his fingers tangle in her hair as he bucked beneath her.He was distantly aware that they were behaving like wildcats, grinding and clawing at each other on the floor, but as Wren writhed above him, bunching her skirts around her waist, that observation vanished.
Tracing the curve of her hips up to the swell of her breasts, he leaned in and took her nipple in his mouth, coaxing a whimper from her as he grazed the tight peak with his teeth.
‘Gods.’ Wren moved against the length of him, crying out as his cock hit her clit.
Torj swallowed the sound with a savage kiss, and rubbed the head of his shaft against her, white-hot need blinding him.
‘Fuck me,’ Wren whispered desperately.‘Fuck me hard, Bear Slayer.’
Her words set him on fire.Gripping her backside hard enough to bruise, he lifted her off him and had her on her back in seconds.Wren’s legs fell open for him, and he was cradled between her thighs, the tip of his cock pressing against her—
Wren’s eyes went wide.‘Wait.’
Torj froze, heart suddenly in his throat.‘Did I hurt you?’
Wren shook her head, catching her breath.‘No.I...’She seemed to take a moment to gather herself.‘Are you still taking the contraceptive tonic?’
Torj’s stomach bottomed out, and he withdrew instantly.‘No,’he croaked.‘I stopped the day...The day of the battle.I knew I wouldn’t need it.’He could feel her eyes boring into him, could feel the questions in her smouldering gaze.‘What about you?’he asked hoarsely.
‘I still take it,’ she replied evenly.‘But the tonic is most effective when both parties do.’
Torj speared a hand through his hair with a muttered curse, his cock still rock-hard, weeping at the tip, his heart still hammering wildly.
‘I won’t take that risk.Not even for you, Bear Slayer,’ Wren told him.
Thatgot his attention, and he lifted his head to meet her eyes.‘I wouldneverask you to.’
‘Good,’ she replied, her lips curving into a wicked smile.‘Then I suggest we find alternative options in the meantime...’
Torj didn’t need telling twice.
He pushed her onto her back once more and dragged the dress bunched around her waist over her hips, tossing it aside at last, his own hunger reflected in her stormy eyes.Drinking in the sight of her, he mapped her throat with kisses before brushing his lips against hers.
‘Where to start, Embers...Where to fucking start...’
CHAPTER 34
Wren
‘In a union between twin flames, a gold thread often manifests, quite visible and tangible to the bonded pair.It symbolizes the fire between them, the light in the dark’
– Tethers and Magical Bonds Throughout History
