Page 58 of Valkyrie Unknown

He cupped my breasts and lowered his mouth to one nipple while he teased a thumb over the other. He sucked and nibbled, moving back and forth between the two nubs, until I was gasping at the throb between my thighs.

He moved his mouth to my ear again, still kneading my breasts. “Not sure I dare go lower.” He meant the knives attached to my waistband.

I twisted my mouth in amusement. “I’m not the one packing a magnum.”

“This?” He grabbed his erection. “It’s not a—Oh. You mean this.” He unbuckled his belt, loosening it and the holster attached to it. “It’s not a magnum either.” He set both to one side of the bed, closer to him than me.

“Yes, I do meanthat.” I removed my holsters as well, and set them out of his reach. The teasing was fun, the literal disarming was stupid, and the loss of contact had stretched out too long.

I needed to feel him again. My entire mind rebelled at the thought of ignoring this and walking away. My gut churned and my hands shook. No reason to let that happen. Instead, I reached for Zee. For his jeans, to undo the button and zipper.

I shoved the rest of his clothing to the ground while he kicked off his shoes.Fuckhe was sexy. Ink decorated his arms and chest, curling along muscle, and highlighting his physique. His cock stood upright, and I wrapped my hand around the shaft, earning myself a long groan from him.

He fumbled with my jeans, and I tried to toe off my boots, but they were laced up tight. I bent at the waist to untie them, but he didn’t wait. My pants stopped at my knees, immobilizing me while I fumbled with my laces, and leaving my bare ass in the air.

Zee slid a hand along my skin, and I forgot what I was doing, lost in a moan. When he dipped between my legs, my skin pulsed for more. My skin was slick with anticipation, and his fingers dipped inside me easily.

He pumped in and out, enough to tease. Enough to make my breath come in short pants. He slipped out too soon. Having a thicker, longer part of him buried inside me would be better, but that would happen soon enough.

My disappointment vanished as he glided forward, to circle his touch around my clit. The noises that tore from my throat didn’t sound like me; it was as if I’d been possessed by an animal.

I stopped fiddling with the laces on my boots, too focused on rocking against his hand. My gasps grew shorter, and I worked my hips harder, angling my body until he hit that perfect spot.

Gods. Climax surged inside, and I barely dared move as he stroked me. Was that me crying out? I wanted to keep riding his hand, but his touch was too much, and I had to pull away.

The desperation encircling us hadn’t faded. Even with both of us working, we couldn’t strip off the rest of my clothes fast enough. I did manage to snag a condom from my pocket though.

I was barely out of my socks when I nudged Zee onto the bed on his back. I ripped the foil open on the condom, as I held it up.

He raised an eyebrow and quirked his lips in an unasked question.

I rolled the protection onto his cock, and straddled his legs, raking my gaze and my hands over his body. Why did it feel like I fit here? Like a puzzle piece slotting into place.

Your equal and oppo?—

He gripped his shaft and slid the head along my pussy, and my thoughts evaporated. Being closer to him was the only thing that mattered in the moment.

I slipped along his shaft and not letting him penetrate me while his hard length glided along my skin.

He gripped my hips and rolled us both without hesitation. The way he was built was yummy, and I wanted to lick and bite the ink running along his chest and arms.

When he pinned me down with his full weight, half a dozen ways to kick him off raced through my mind. I wasn’t interested in separating from him, though. And when he finally entered me, stretching me out, I arched into the feeling.

I swore I felt the magic flowing between us as he thrust inside me harder. Faster. Pounding me until it was too much, and still going until I tumbled into another orgasm.

Our frenzied rhythm continued to build, drawing out my climax. His breath caught and he paused.

When Zee came, it was with a stuttered grunt before he resumed the frantic pounding. The climax wrapped around us like an invisible circle and tied us together. We were one and nothing could break that bond.

As he slowed to the stop, the potent feeling dimmed, but it didn’t vanish.

Still, it was enough for my mind to clear. This wasn’t anything magical or any sort of fate. It was great sex, and otherwise I’d been reading too many prophecies.

The compulsion to be close to him lingered, and I ached when he left the room long enough to get a washcloth. His gentle touch as he cleaned me up helped soothe the lingering edge of desperation.

When he was done, he lay next to me, and I curled up with my head on his chest. Cuddling was never a smart idea, but this felt so right. Dangerously right.

The same way his past sounded like mine was eerie.

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