Page 72 of Witch Untold
Anticipation.
Need.
His hands moved over me like I was a delicate instrument that he was learning how to play, fingers digging in slightly here, palm flat and soothing there. Every caress was new, leaving my skin alive and tingling with sensual sensation until the brush of fabric against my skin was almost painful.
His hands ventured beneath my top, skin on skin, skimming, hooking in my bra to snap it open, and then my shirt was gone, vanishing like magic.
He broke the kiss to look down at my naked form. I dropped my gaze from his mouth to his naked chest, noting the dark ink that rose up on his pectoral in the image of an eagle. The wing curled over his shoulder as if hugging it. Bronze taut skin, cobbled abs, tight, sexy V pointing down to…oh, God, thishadto be some kind of dream exaggeration.
The sound of waves was distant now, the brisk air warm as a summer breeze. The world was a haze around us, cocooning us in this moment so it was just the two of us.
He cupped my breast, teasing my sensitive flesh with the brush of callouses on his fingers. I sucked in a breath and held it in anticipation as he dipped his head and claimed me. He drew me deep into his hot mouth, flicking his tongue against my nipple in a way that sent shockwaves lancing straight down to the heat licking at the apex of my thighs. The breath I was holding exploded from my lips as I arched to meet him, fingers sliding into his silken hair to hold him to me. He gripped my thighs, hauling me up, urging me to wrap my legs around his waist. Our bodies kissed, slipping and sliding in a desperate dance to become one.
He pulled back with a groan and claimed my mouth, hands on my ass urging me to keep up the tempo as we ground together. It was too much, not enough, and everything all at the same time.
I needed him inside me.
I kissed him, sucking on his bottom lip and then dragging it between my teeth. “This is a dream so we should be able to…” I rolled my hips.
He tipped his head forward, breathing heavily. “You have no idea how much I want that, but we can’t take risks.”
He lowered me, and disappointment bloomed in the pit of my belly.
But then he dropped to his knees and drew my thigh over his shoulder.
He looked up at me, gold flecks swimming around dilated pupils. “I’m going to taste you now.”
His mouth settled over me in an intimate kiss that left me gasping and writhing against him. My fingers tangled in his hair, hands fisting, wanting to pull him away but needing him to continue. My thighs quivered and then heat rushed up my body, choking me. Sparks painted the insides of my eyelids, and my body went into a spasm, trembling as I came.
He rose and wrapped his arms around me, pulling me to him and taking my weight while I recovered. His arousal was a hot brand pressed to my belly.
He hadn’t come yet.
“My turn.” I dropped to my knees and pulled his cock toward me.
It tried to arch away at my heat, but I steered it back, swiping away the salty tear at its tip with my tongue before taking it in my mouth. I returned Rune’s intimate kiss, circling my tongue around him, drawing a hiss of pleasure from my mate.
“Cora…” His fingers flexed in my hair. “Fuck.”
I sank onto him. His taste overpowered me with its flavor. My clit throbbed as I pulled back before taking him again.
“Fuck…” He fisted my hair with a groan as I began to work him.
I wanted to taste him, to claim him, to give him release.
“Cora, I’m going to come.” He tried to pull away, but I cupped his ass, telling him it was okay, because fuck it, he was mine. This was mine.
His body shuddered, ass tensing, and then he came, hot, potent, and delicious. I clung to him, devouring every drop.
“Cora. Oh, God. Oh, God.”
I pulled back and looked up at him, licking my lips.
“You are so fucking sexy.” He hauled me up and crushed his lips to mine, and the world melted away.
My body was frozen.I couldn’t move anything but my eyelids. The sun was too bright, the snow beneath me too white.
Wait. What the fuck?
