Page 57 of Heart of Fire
He smiled, and nuzzled her lips. She could taste the musk of her own body there. “Why should I? I like you like this. Splayed out like some treasure I’m about to plunder.” The smooth rock of his hips showed her exactly what he meant by the wordplunder. The heavy length of his cock slid slickly against her, riding over exactly the same spot he’d recentlydevoured.
“Because I want to touch you,” shecried.
Those amber eyes shuttered. “Hmm,” he said. But he reached up and tugged her wristsfree.
Freyja slid her hands over his shoulders. She felt freedom in this moment, unfettered by so many of the unspoken rules that had governed her life. And she wanted totake, just as much as she wanted to betaken.
“Touch me then,” Rurik whispered, and Freyja slid her hands down his chest, over the rock-hard ripple of his abdomen. Her finger tangled in the trail of blond hair that grazed his navel, then hoveredthere.
“You’re not stopping there, are you?” purred her goldendreki. He clasped her hand, and drew it lower. “Not you, my ever-curiousFreyja.”
Curious,indeed.
Freyja locked eyes with him as he pressed her hungry touch over the heated steel of his erection. Time to throw caution to the wind. He felt enormous in her palm, and Freyja could barely wrap her fingers around him. Rurik shuddered, his lips parting as he curled her hand around the engorged width of him. “That’s it,” he whispered, eyelids lowering in sleepy abandon. The tip of his erection darted along the slit between her thighs. Freyja froze at the lash of sensation, then cupped him again, learning his most intimatesecrets.
Rurik stole her mouth again, and something began to stretch her. She dragged her hand over his hip, curling her fingers in the flesh of his ass, not quite certain whether she could handlethis.
“Fate, Freyja,” Rurik breathed, and finally pushed insideher.
It was too much. And not enough. She wasn’t sure what she wanted, but as he thrust inside her, she could feel that tremor building again. Her body pulsed at the ache of the invasion, even as it accommodatedhim.
Rurik groaned, his mouth slightly parted and his cock plunging within her. Freyja found herself lost to the storm building on the horizon. All she could feel was him. All she could breathe washim.
“More,” he growled, and then he was rolling her over, shoving her onto her hands and knees. She’d barely had a chance to settle herself, when his thighs settled between hers and he was parting her once more, this time frombehind.
Freyja cried out as Rurik buried himself to the hilt inside her. He felt deeper this way, and she didn’t know how much of this she could stand, but she was more than willing to try. Power swept through her, threatening to consume her. How she had never tried this, she did not know. It felt utterly pagan, utterly sensual, and right in a way she did notunderstand.
“Because you were waiting for me,” Rurik growled, and he must have caught the edge of her thoughts. His hands clasped her hips, and he slammed into her again. “Mine, Freyja. Onlymine.”
Only yours. She arched her back as his hand slid along her spine, curling in her hair. Each thrust took her right to the edge again as he brushed over something deep inside her. That pressure was back, threatening to erupt through her skin.Please. Yes. Andmore.
Then it was shivering through her. Freyja screamed. This time she wasn’t alone. Rurik growled, spilling words in that language he sometimes spoke, his thrusts coming faster and faster, his body plunging withinhers—
He shuddered, body rocking with fainter motions, holding her tight, one fist closing in her hair, the other leaving marks on her hip. “You belong to me,”he growled in her mind, as their thoughts fused together, and then she was utterly shattered as he spilled his hot seed withinher.
Together they collapsed, Freyja’s entire body aching with the force of his claiming. The sweetest ache she’d everfelt.
Freyja lay panting on her stomach, Rurik’s enormous body covering hers, and his seed wetting her thighs. This moment was a peaceful one, drifting on a wave of post-coitalbliss.
One night. She didn’t know how she’d surviveit.
Herdrekicurled around her, his long, lean body pressed against hers from behind. He stroked her hair across her shoulder, and Freyja glanced up at him as he nuzzled her neck, scattering dozens of little kisses there. She felt utterly lost in that moment. Gone was her Rurik. In his place was a rather satisfied-with-himselfdreki. The two seemed to combine, and she realized she’d only ever known half of their respective selves. This creature before her was a combination; the teasing man she’d kissed in the barn, and the powerful creature she’d met in a dark cave. A force of nature when he wanted to be, and a man who could be both warrior and scholar. His pupils seemed almost cat-slit, and golden light gleamed in his irises. Not human. Not now. If ever. And yet there was a sudden deep yearning in her heart, as they lay fused together, for she felt like she understood this creature in a way she’d never felt before. Lonely, he’d called himself once. Curious, somehow separated from the world, and hungry to reach out toward her. She could have been describing herself. Freyja stroked his hand where it rested on her shoulder. If only she could stay here forever, safe and secure, and utterly devastated withpleasure....
Rurik rubbed his cheek against her like a cat, his psychic touch brushing against her.“I have never in my life wanted anything more than I want you,Freyja.”
She reached back to him:“Neither haveI.”
Her fingers paused on his hand, as she withdrew from the mental thread. She had promised herself one night. Nothing more. She didn’t know if she dared accept anything else, for it was clear it would be far too easy for Rurik to steal herheart.
Nobody had ever come close to scaling the walls she shielded herself with. He could destroy her, if she let him. There was no future here forthem.
Freyja rolled onto her back, staring up at the rock ceiling. Then she reached up and kissed him, cupping the back of his neck and dragging him atop heragain.
Onenight.
And only onenight.
Best not to waste a single second of it ondoubt.
