Page 53 of The Horde King of Shadow

Just like full-blooded Dakkari males, I saw hisdakke. The swelled bump above the root of his cock. I wondered how that would feel when we were joined, pressed and pulsing against my clit.

“Sarkin,” came my needy voice.

“Is this what you want,aralye?” he rasped, running his slick tip over my clit.

Stars burst in my vision, the back of my head hitting the pillar, my neck exposed. I felt his mouth go to my nipples, and when there was a telltale flutter between my legs, I thought, panicked,I’m going to come.

“Yes!”

I felt the burning sear of him as he pressed into me, my eyes flying open at the sudden pinch.

How will he ever fit?I lamented.

“Tight,” he said in a low tone. “Too tight.”

“Don’t stop,” I begged when I felt him retreat. “No!”

“Believe me, princess, there is no threat of thateverhappening now,” he grated. The muscles in the column of his throat were stretched tight, his jaw gritted, his body shaking with the needful energy I sensed just under the surface. Untapped. Waiting to be unleashed.

I gasped, feeling him push back inside.

Too much, too much,I thought silently, feeling when he met the burning resistance of my inner muscles.

He retreated again.

“You’ll have to take me, Klara,” he rasped, looking into my eyes, one of his hands lifting to grip the back of my neck.

His lips pressed against mine, and I kissed him back eagerly, becoming addicted to his taste and the sweep of his tongue. The back of my throat tingled with the sweetness of it.

“I’m sorry,” he breathed into me.

With that, he pumped his hips once, hard and swift, until he was seated fully and deeply inside.

I tensed around him, but my need drowned out the retreating pain. Lishara’s blessing had softened the edges of pain already—I hardly felt my rider’s burn or the ache and pull of my muscles.Nothing else mattered except this.Us.Right in this moment. I would handle the consequences later.

Sarkin’s groan reverberated into my chest, as closely as we were pressed together. I’d hardly dragged in a deep breath before he pulled back…thrusting even more deeply again. Hisdakkepressed against my sensitive clit, and I gasped. I could feel the pulse of his heartbeat there, the sensation indescribably intimate.

My teeth chattered together, feeling only a brief bloom of pain that slowly melted into heat, spreading between my legs. I felt so full of him. That strength and unleashed power between my legs feltincredible.

And when he unleashed it? When a warning growl ricocheted up his throat, momentarily drowning out the whispers I heard in the chamber and I felt his pace begin to quicken between my thighs?

I didn’t know if I wouldeverbe the same.

There’s no going back now,I thought.

Chapter 20

SARKIN

Lishara’s temple chamber was filled with the sounds of mating. The slap of flesh, driving and primal. The sounds of desperate moans and satisfied growls.

I felt Klara’s nails dig into the backs of my shoulders, and in mywant, I wished she would do it harder. I wanted her mark on me, just as I wanted to see my mark on her. I wanted to look upon it days from now, to remember this ache and wildness that was nearly too punishing to feel real.

There was no warning when Klara climaxed around me. Her scream was silent, but I felt her body twitch before going strangely still. I felt the tension of her muscles contract, tightening and tightening.

And then she was clenching around me, a desperate cry filling my ears, enticing me to join her. The tight, hot grip of her sex almost made me lose the last edge of my desperate, perilous control.

But I wasn’tnearlydone with her, and so I fought the pull with gritted teeth, momentarily retreating from her body when the orgasm faded, soft little pulses making her body shiver.

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