Page 36 of Rhadan

“It is, but I would choose no other way. I simply ask that you believe in me. That you trust me.” The low cadence of his voice was as mesmerizing, as it was enticing. She could listen to him for hours, lost in the sound of it. Though he worried she was influenced, it was him who had enthralled her, not his power.

He shared the images in his mind. His craving. His hunger for her intensified the sensual moment as he leaned down toward her breast. His hair slid along her skin before he sucked the erect nipple into his mouth.

She moaned as her hand slid over his back, tracing the chiseled muscles with her fingertips. Heat pooled in her core as she tried to sort the emotions and sensations. In the darkness, everything seemed more, especially her feelings for Rhadan.

“Tell me you want me. There is no going back once I have you.” His voice whispered over her skin like a caress before his tongue traced the side of her breast. He continued down, mapping each rib as his hands explored her hips and thighs.

She could barely think through the onslaught of erotic sensation. “Yes. I want you more than I’ve wanted anything.” Her breath caught in her throat as his fingers moved to the inside of her thigh, parting her slick lips to find her moist entrance, hot and wanting. He kissed her hipbone as his fingers pushed inside her.

He pushed deeper as she arched off the bed, looking for relief. “It’s too much,” she hissed.

“It is never too much. We are just getting started.” He nipped her inner thigh, then flicked, staying away with his tongue as her breath rushed from her lungs in anticipation.

Her hands went to the bed, anchoring in the cotton sheets as his tongue slipped through her slick folds. She cried out with the onslaught of eroticism. Her turbulent emotions were like a runaway train on a foreign track.

His tongue dipped inside her feminine channel, willing the cream from her body as he continued his quest. Her breath came in short gasps as her body ratcheted higher and higher. Her body went rigid as her breasts arced in the air and she spiraled out of control.

She was still riding the wave of her orgasm when he moved over her body and gently settled his hips over hers. Rhadan positioned his thick cock at her entrance, pressing slowly into her feminine channel. She was slick with arousal, but the sting of his invasion made her gasp. He paused as every muscle in his back tensed, allowing her time to adjust to his size.

He wasn’t breathing. Neither was she. Time stopped in that perfect, painful moment. Her fingernails cut a groove into his back, and he growled in satisfaction. As the slight sting subsided, it was replaced with waves of heat and fire. An intense need that washed over her body, consuming both of them.

“Relax for me, Tempest.” He kissed her so gently it brought tears to her eyes, before he anchored himself inside her and began to move in a slow coaxing rhythm.

His body was slick with perspiration. Evidence of the effort he exerted to hold his body in check. Every touch, movement, and whisper was gentle and laced with love.

Her mind was consumed by the sensations in her body. He moved inside her with such care she couldn’t believe he was real. As she relaxed into the erotic fire he created, his strokes became deeper, longer, and had her gasping for breath.

Her body matched each thrust as they moved together. One soul while two hearts beat as one. His hands slid over her skin as he whispered her name like a talisman. He made love to her like she was the most precious thing in the world, and to him, she was. It was humbling to have that kind of power over someone, and she promised it was the trust she would never abuse.

He kept her on the apex, just waiting to soar, but not allowing her to find the release she craved. “Please,” she begged.

Rhadan pumped harder, taking them to the heavens as her keening cries echoed through the room. He kept her perched on that cresting wave until she couldn’t handle the fiery storm he created. Her body clamped down on him as she screamed his name, taking him with her as he whispered her name again.

They remained locked together for some time as Tempest tried to assess the enormity of her actions. She couldn’t believe how Rhadan made her feel. How easy it would be to rely on him. Be addicted to him. He could be the downfall of any independent woman, but as he stroked her hair and kissed her temple, she wondered if she would go down willingly.

“I will never get enough of you,” he said.

She felt his cock harden inside her, but he slipped out as she groaned. “I get the impression you don’t wish to stop.”

He smiled. “No, but your body needs to rest. I would enjoy spending hours in your body, but I would like you to get at least a few hours of sleep.”

She nestled in his arms and hadn’t realized she had fallen asleep until Rhadan shook her awake.

“I am sorry to wake you. Legion wishes to speak with you. I filled him in on the events that transpired with the temple.”

“Do you have the phone?”

He kissed her cheek. “Connect with my mind. Legion will not intrude on your mind until you are comfortable with telepathic communication.”

She reached out with her mind and felt the power of the dragon leader as he spoke within Rhadan’s mind. Tempest, I have Mara and the others connected to me.

Weird, but okay.

Alana chucked. Don’t worry, Tempest. You will get used to the dragon party line.

Mara had tried to explain telepathic communication, but she hadn’t understood until Rhadan that they felt each others’ emotions. The women were teeming with anticipation. I spoke with Adara, and I retrieved my circle. It was hidden at the warehouse. We will restore the temple at midnight.

Mara spoke, but it held the undertone of the temple. It is time.

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