Page 269 of At the Edge of Surrender

My dragon.

Kane let his flattened palms slip beneath the bottom of my tank top, splaying wide across my abdomen. “I knew you would glow.”

I whimpered as I felt him pressing against my shorts, his cock hard as he dragged his hands higher, slowly, slowly lifting my shirt.

“What are you doing?” I wheezed, already so spun up I couldn’t breathe.

“Figured I’d really make you glow,” he rumbled at my cheek.

“Here?” I squeaked it.

I could feel his grin against my flesh. “I think there’s only one thing that could make this setting more beautiful than it already is. And that would be my girl coming alive under it.”

A sigh rippled out as he began kissing a path up and down the side of my neck.

Slow, delirium-inducing kisses that made me weak.

“How do you make me feel this way, Kane Asher? How, in one second, do you have me shaking?”

“Because you were made for me, baby, just like I was made for you. Both of us purposed to be in this very spot. Together.”

He started guiding me forward, up to a boulder that rested close to the cliff.

He pressed my hands against the cold, smooth stone.

A tremulous breath curled from me as he let his hands wander down my sides.

“Do you have any clue what you do to me, Emery Voss? All damned night, feeling your warmth next to me. Glancing at your face. Tempting me with this body. Wearing these little shorts and this tank. Nearly drove me out of my mind with the need to get inside you.”

“Every second, Kane. Every second you have me in knots, and that’s never going to change.”

“Have you been wet for me? Thinking about what I was going to do to you once the sun went down?”

My nod was erratic.

Needy and wild as he dipped his fingers into the elastic waistband of the casual shorts that I wore.

I gasped a shocked sound as he knelt and ripped them down, taking my underwear with them.

Cool air clashed with the flames that burned between us.

He wound the shorts from my ankles and tossed them to the ground before he kissed his way up the back of my right thigh.

“Oh God,” I mumbled as his tongue laved and lapped an upward path.

A low chuckle glided out of him as he made it to my ass.

Still leaning low, he spread me, and I choked over the pleasure when he dragged his tongue through my folds.

“Kane.” I struggled to keep quiet.

“Told you the only thing I had for you was pleasure.”

“So much. So much.” I felt half delirious.

He rose. The man a shadow. Intimidating and awestriking and everything I hadn’t known I wanted.

Arousal rushed, my entire being throbbing and achy.

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