Page 142 of Clash of Storms
An insistent hand pushed his shoulder, and Sirius rolled, taking her with him in a spill of silk. Malin settled over his hips, the thick tumble of her red-brown hair cascading in loose waves over her shoulders. He'd rarely seen it down. She often braided it.
Reaching out, he tugged on one silky curl and smiled. "I want to see you wearing nothing more than your hair."
Malin laughed under her breath as she leaned down to touch her lips to his. "Then why don't you help me remove the rest of this cursed gown?"
"You don't like it?"
"It's lovely." She nipped at his mouth, her tongue stroking the very tip of his. A tease. "But I want it off. I want to feel your skin on mine."
He pushed up onto one elbow, the other hand reaching around to drag all of her hair forward over one shoulder. Pale moonlight streamed through the flap of the tent, highlighting the pearlescent gleam of her bare nape, as he reached for her top button.
Kissing his way down her shoulder, he caressed each inch of her skin as he revealed it. Malin shivered as her breasts were bared, the gown pooling around her waist. And then he slid it up over her head and flung it aside. It took the work of mere seconds for her chemise to join it.
Sirius's breath caught.
He'd never had her fully naked before.
Malin's skin gleamed like alabaster beneath the spill of faint moonlight. Her eyes glowed amber, and her hair shone like dull copper in the night. She was a creature carved of precious gems and metals, more valuable than anything in his entire treasure horde.
He wanted to lick her all over.
"You're wearing too many clothes." Malin breathed out in pure frustration.
"Isn't that my line?"
"You're the one who's always flaunting himself. Now the one time I want you naked, and there's all this fabric between us."
Sirius laughed, then captured her hands and drew them to his chest. "Then take them off," he growled.
Insistent hands undid the top few buttons of his shirt and then slid inside it. She pushed the soft linen open, then leaned forward, her breath stirring his bare skin. Sirius captured a fistful of her hair and guided her mouth to his.
Buttons popped as she tore his shirt with a growl, giving up on removing it neatly. Then her clever little hands were sliding lower, lower....
Tugging his pants open.
Cool air kissed his skin as his erection sprang forth.
Malin sucked in a sharp breath, her startled gaze lifting to his.
"It's larger than it was," she blurted.
Soft laughter shook him, as he took her hand in his, and guided it lower. "Yes," he purred. Hesitant fingers wrapped around him, and he curled her fingers tighter. "It wants you."
Easing his thumb over hers, he pushed it into small heated circles over the swollen head of his crown. Slickness greeted her touch, and he used her thumb to smear the luster of his seed around the aching head. The sensation arced through his abdomen, making everything clench.
If he wasn't careful, he'd be the one begging her for mercy.
Especially when she kissed her way down his abdomen, her hair trailing across his skin.
Malin glanced up at him, her pupils thinning to cat-slits as thedrekirose within her.
His hands trembled in her hair, the ache in his cock intensifying. Ten years of waiting. He'd told himself he could handle another hour to make it perfect for her, but this.... This was too much.
What male could hold himself back when his true flame was finally, finally within his grasp?
He needed her wet. He needed her ready.
And as her heated breath stirred over his cock, he knew he needed her now, before he lost all control.
