Page 201 of A Dagger of Ice and Intrigue
Ididn’t know if I would implode or explode, but my body was definitely not coming out of this the same.
Under Ryker’s careful touches, it had already turned more pliable than it had ever been. Like he’d melted all the steel I’d needed to be the fearsome Huntress. Not through force or lies, but with a controlled gentleness that made me want more
He peppered small kisses up my thighs, the sensation coursing through me deliciously. But the thing that drove me absolutely wild was how he kept his hungry gaze locked on me.
“Your skin is so soft.” His breath ghosted against me as his tongue darted out to taste that small bundle of nerves behind my knees that made my eyes roll in the back of my head.
Slowly, achingly slowly, he began to spread my legs apart, fierce stare dissipating all of my inhibitions.
Whatever reservations or hesitations I usually had vanished. I couldn’t feel anything but powerful and wanted when he looked at me with such reverent hunger.
He kept kissing up my thigh and inhaled deeply, tongue darting out to wet his lips. “You smell so good.”
My eyelids fluttered as another wave of lust washed over me. His voice, cool gravel, was seducing me. That’s what this was.
The slow seduction of The Huntress.
And she loved it, almost purring deep inside of me.
She’d recognized an equal in the same bed and was curious what he could do. What I wanted him to do.
Ryker tsked, a smile in his soft tone. “Eyes on me, Allie.”
My eyes snapped open. My name slipped off his tongue like a caress, slow and determinate.
He slowly raised my right leg over his shoulder, the muscles on his chest and back roiled deliciously with the movement. Small drops of water still played on his skin. I wanted to lap each of them up.
When Ryker finally–mercifully–dipped his head between my legs, mouth doing deliciously depraved things to my heated flesh, the last of my control slipped.
A moan dripped from my mouth, even as my teeth dug into my bottom lip. My hips rose of their own accord.
But Ryker wasn’t having that.
He splayed a steady hand on my stomach, pinning me to the bed.
I tugged on the sheets, staring at the amazing man working my body into a frenzy.
The sounds escaping my throat were raw, melting in with his groans, which vibrated straight through my center.
Gods, I hoped these stone walls were thick enough.
His free hand roamed up my thigh, drawing small circles on my skin. He was such a tease, every movement designed to make me writhe underneath his mouth.
Slowly, his fingers found my center. We both gasped, our voices melting together.
He found the bundle of nerves in two quick strokes, caressing it with precise tenderness. For all the time we’d spent together, that particular spot had always eluded Waden.
“Gods, you’re so warm.” He licked one long line, drawing another moan from me. “I can’t wait to be inside of you.”
“Then what are you waiting for?” My head rolled on the sheets. I was feverish, delirious, out of my mind.
Ryker gave a low laugh, the sensation sending shivers skittering through me. “Patience.”
A second finger joined the first, tormenting me. My chest arched off the bed. My right hand shot out, covering the palm he pressed against my stomach.
Even if the sky fell down on top of us, even if Solkar himself paid another visit to us mortals, I couldn't keep still.
But I didn’t want Ryker to let me go.
