Page 120 of Ancient Magic

“Should I start here?” he growled, dragging his fangs down her throat, before pausing to stroke his tongue over the pulse that pounded just above her collarbone.

Her fingers dug into his back, the scent of her desire perfuming the air. “It’s a nice beginning.”

Micha smiled as he felt her heart miss a beat. “There’s more.”

“Mmm.” She pressed against him. “I like more.”

He stroked his lips over the curve of her breast, allowing her small gasps to guide him as he used his tongue and lips to tease her nipple while his fingers explored the satin softness of her body. With intense devotion he traced the dip of her waist and over the contour of her stomach. She was perfect, he silently acknowledged, grasping the back of her leg to tug it over his hip. The position not only squeezed her tight against his throbbing cock, but it gave him the best access to provide her pleasure.

With a last, lingering lick of her nipple, Micha lifted his head to gaze down at her features that had tensed with the same need that echoed inside him.

“Are you ready?” he asked, his voice not entirely steady.

“Yes,” she hissed. “Please.”

Unable to resist another second, Micha parted his mouth and sank his fangs into the side of her throat. Skye flinched in surprise at his swift strike, but her arms tightened around him as if to reassure him that she wasn’t hurt.

Micha groaned as her warm blood hit his tongue, a heady sense of power rushing through him. He’d fed from demons, both goblins and fairies, as well as at least one mage, but none of them could compare to the raw strength that flowed through Skye’s veins. It was no wonder she’d managed to face down a dragon, he acknowledged, feeling almost drunk as the magic rushed through him.

Drinking deep, Micha ran his hands down her back and over the curve of her hip before he sought the heat between her legs. Easily locating her cleft, he dipped his fingers into the welcome honey, slipping upward to find the perfect spot. She groaned in delight, as he stroked over her bundle of pleasure, moving faster and faster as he sucked her blood. Her hips moved in a rhythm to match his strokes until she raked her nails down his back.

“Micha!” She arched forward, her eyes closed in intense bliss as her orgasm hit. “I can’t...”

“Let go,” he urged, sliding out his fangs and using the tip of his tongue to seal shut the tiny wounds.

“Yes,” she gasped, her body trembling. “Oh yes.”

The climax was still convulsing through her as Micha rolled her onto her back and thrust into her with an urgency he’d never felt before. Probably because he’d waited for an eternity for this female to come into his life.

Threading his fingers in her golden curls, he gazed down at her exquisite face, allowing himself to drown in the ancient beauty of her dark eyes. The feel of her squeezed tight around his arousal was just as glorious as he’d anticipated. The pleasure so intense it was swiftly spiraling him toward a looming climax. But it was the tenderness that flooded through him that caught him off guard.

And the absolute certainty that he would never love another woman for the rest of eternity.

“Micha.” With a tiny laugh of delight, Skye wrapped her arms tight around his neck while her legs folded around his thrusting hips. “We’re floating.”

He buried his face in her neck, the climax blasting through him with enough force to send them spinning through the room. “Hold on tight.”

“Forever,” she swore.

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Skye snuggled against Micha as she struggled to catch her breath. Wow. That was the only word that captured the explosive pleasure that continued to pulse through her. It wasn’t just the numerous climaxes that had clenched her body in ecstasy, although they had been spectacular, but the realization that Micha’s feeding had mentally connected them.

She couldn’t read his mind, but she could sense his emotions. And for the first time since she’d crossed paths with the shockingly gorgeous male, she no longer doubted his utter commitment to her. It didn’t matter that he had the power to command a Gyre with thousands of demons who called him master. Or that he was capable of causing earthquakes that could destroy entire cities. In fact, nothing about their mating made any sense at all, but fate had somehow chosen to put them together. And she intended to relish every single minute.

Smoothing his hand down the curve of her back, Micha propped himself on his elbow to stare down at her with a searching gaze.

“You’re quiet,” he murmured.

She smiled as a shiver of awareness raced through her. He was just so damned gorgeous. Even in the shadows of the cavern his raw beauty was like a punch to the gut. And then there was that sexy, naked body. Was it any wonder she was finding it hard to do more than melt against him in mindless joy?

“I’m savoring the moment,” she admitted in a husky voice.

He dipped his head, pressing his lips against her curls. “Me too.”

Skye tilted back her head, suddenly sensing a tension in the air that hadn’t been there before.

“Are you?” she asked, a pang of unease tugging her heart as he grimaced. “Micha?”

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