Page 175 of A Dagger of Ice and Intrigue
Ryker must have read my thoughts, because he kissed me back with a hunger that made me feel wanted as I’d never been in my life.
Not for my titles, or crown, or jewels.
Not for The Huntress.
Not for Allegra Vegheara.
For Allie. The woman who’d been betrayed and ignored for too long.
The one I’d locked away because she was too soft to survive. Ryker didn’t ignore her. He coaxed her out.
A whirlwind of desire rolled inside of me, hotter than any surge of power. I groaned, just like the feral animal he made me feel like.
“That’s it.” His mouth was done tormenting mine and slid down my neck again, more pressing and devious this time. “I want to hear every word, every sound, every growl this beautiful throat of yours can give me.”
“You won’t be satisfied until you hear me scream, will you?” I asked, voice breathless and lower than I’d ever heard it.
“Counting the days until you do. My name.”
“No Commander?”
“Let the rest call me that. I trustedyouwith my name,” he said fiercely. Then he narrowed his eyes playfully up at me. “Though we can negotiate that part if you’re into it.”
“Fuck,” I muttered as my nails dug harder into his skin.
The word hadn’t even finished echoing around us when his palm dug into my behind, rocking against me. “There you go again with that mouth of yours.”
He was going to ruin me.
Because the pressure was already building inside of me and I was powerless to stop it.
But The Huntress was still somewhere inside of me and she was dying to come out.
“Guess I need to be taught a lesson,” I whispered, voice more shaky than I’d meant it.
The growl that erupted from his chest was ungodly.
It made me want to sin.
Made me wanthimto make me do wicked things I’d only ever dreamed of.
“Depends.” He grabbed my chin, mouth so close to mine, I could almost taste him. But when I tried to claim another kiss, he leaned back slightly. Fuckingtease, that’s what he was. “Are you a fast learner?”
“Oh, I’m just the best student.”
I didn’t know where this wanton creature had come from, but, right now, I loved her.
She was unrestrained in her passion.
Not timid, not worried she would do too much or too little.
She lived in the moment, tomorrow be damned.
Maybe that’s what that constantly-buzzing brain of mine needed.
To be fucked until I couldn’t think anymore.
But I couldn’t say that out loud.
