Page 140 of The King's Man
And when his hand splayed on my stomach, holding me to him as he extended his wings and prepared to launch, I pressed my hand over his and slid my fingers between his. He curled his fingers into a fist, gripping mine tightly as he launched us into the sky.
That initial take-off was always rocky, his great wings flapping and creating massive gusts to lift our bulk from the ground, but once we got high and pointed in the right direction, flight was much smoother as he spent a lot of time riding the air flows and only flapping to go higher, or increase our speed before gliding again.
There was a knot in my stomach—a heated, slippery thing that made my belly ache and my breath shallow. He still had myhand squeezed in his and pressed against me, pulling me harder against his chest.
I could feel the thudding of his heart on my back, and my own pulse thrumming in my skin.
My breath refused to slow, and as he flapped his wings, pushing us higher into the sky, the straps and his grip on me allowed some small movement, rubbing my back against his front.
I was soon aware of him hardening against my ass, and I smiled, that knot in my belly becoming athrill.
I licked my lips, trying to come up with something cute and flirty to tempt him back to earth, my stomach fluttering.
Then he let us fall on an easing wind, and my stomach rose into my throat for a few seconds. Then he tilted his wings and we swooped back up, my stomach flipping and dropping again in response.
‘You aren’t afraid of flying anymore,’Jann rumbled in my head.
I huffed.‘I trust you.’
Ilovedthe way the bond swelled when he heard that. Unable to resist, I reached back with my free hand, sliding it between us to find his thickening length.‘I’m not the only one who isn’t afraid,’I sent with a grin.
He grunted. I felt the vibration of it against my back.‘Vixen,’he muttered in the link, but I could feel his smile in the words. But then his tone changed to one of warmth and something… awed.‘I am… so glad you’re well, Dee.’
I sighed happily.‘You make me well, Jann. That’s the truth. I’m sorry I fought it for so long.’
He growled, but before I could come up with a good tease to tempt him back to earth andshowhim how well he made me feel, he dropped his chin and opened his mouth against my neck and my skin sparked like a comet.
It was a brush of a kiss at first, a taste of his tongue and soft lips against that sensitive skin. But then, his teeth grazed and he sucked.
Inhaling sharply, I tipped my head to give him better access and reached up to slide fingers into his hair and hold him against me, my body thrumming in time with my quickening pulse.
For a time, I was unaware of flying, the earth below. Or the clouds above—nothing except the sweet demand of his lips on my neck, his teeth grazing my skin, and his breath growing louder near my ear.
Then he touched me.
At first it was simple, a thumb brushing the underside of my breast through my shirt, the other hand following the pinch and swell of my waist and hip and curling around my thigh to drag up the inseam of my leathers.
But as my heart began to pound, and my breath grew louder too, I stopped merely holding him to me and arched into his touch.
The cool night air fluttered at the tendrils that had fallen from my braid and made them tickle my skin, but that teasing touch was nothing next to the warm wet of his mouth—then the insistent drag of his teeth. He licked the edge of my ear, then nuzzled it, growling when my fingers tightened in his hair.
Relief coursed through me when his hands dragged down to my leathers and popped the button there, pulling my shirt out so that the two sides were pushed back against his thighs while he slid his hand into the leather, then he growled my name and latched onto my neck again as he slid fingers against me.
I bit my lip and arched into that touch, my breath stopping for a moment as Jann began to touch and slide, rubbing, pressing, first with one finger, then with two. I widened my knees to give him better access and let my breath pant shamelessly, because my entire body thrilled at his touch. Iwanted him desperately and when his kiss on my neck grew more heated, his teeth scraping to be replaced by sucking, then the laving of his tongue, I trembled with it and rolled my hips.
Then he entered me with a finger and I gasped. With one hand hooked under me, he tipped us up and flapped, his great wings snapping in the air and pushing us higher as he pulled me against him and ground into me while he stroked me within.
I was panting in truth now, one hand buried in his hair behind my shoulder. I reached back with the other and gripped his thigh, pulling myself back against him.
When he groaned and rubbed himself against me, I cursed.
“Surely we can stop for a… a short time? Jann, I want you—”
Jann buried his face in my neck again. “Are you sure?”
A single, shocked hack of laughter broke from me, and I pulled my legs together over his hand, hooking my ankles and pinning him there. “I think you cantellthat I’m sure,” I chuckled breathlessly.
With a low, ragged growl Jann slid his free hand up under my shirt to first cup, then knead my breast. I let my legs loosen and relax again, rolling my hips into his touch as he stopped teasing, working his fingers within me, a low grunt of need vibrating against my back as he descended, the wind of resistance pushing me back against him. My heart rose knowing I’d have him soon.
