Page 46 of The Lord of the Labyrinth

“Forget the world, Kate. Remember only me and how much Idesireyou.” Roan’s words spun a spell that erased everything beyond him. She tugged at the white tunic shirt he wore, and he sat up, pulling it off his body. She wanted to touch him, to explore him, to feel like he washers.

God, he was beautiful, even with the faint scars on his skin. She wanted to kiss those scars. But he didn’t give her a chance. She stared around them in confusion as she saw they were still in the cave, but somehow he’d made a bed out of stone. Stalagmites and stalactites had risen up to form bedposts, and glowworms above them looked like a blanket of stars. The rock beneath her had turned into a soft feather mattress.

Kate stared at Roan, once more enraptured at the sight of his body as he stripped out of his clothing. It continued to amaze her that he could be so singularly beautiful, yet undeniably masculine. The breadth of his shoulders, his towering height, the roped muscles, slender hips, and powerful thighs. Everything about him was seductive, right down to the large, rigid cock that was stiff with his arousal. He’d said he was bigger everywhere, she just hadn’t fully believed he meanteverywhere.

Oh boy...She raised her gaze to his face and didn’t miss the satisfied smirk on his lips before he turned serious again.

He came toward her in his full naked glory, stalking toward her like a jungle cat. When he reached her, he pulled her to him and began to undress her. She had a fleeting thought that she was forgetting something important, but as the cool air caressed her bare skin, she found herself unable to care. She wanted Roan. Wanted to finally taste what it meant to belong to someone like this…to share herself with him in the most intimate way possible.

Her jeans hit the floor. She gasped when Roan’s fingertips tugged at the edges of her panties. She squirmed as he peeled them down her body. She closed her legs instinctively, but he pushed them apart with his palms on her inner knees. No man had ever seen her down there. She held her breath as Roan knelt between her thighs, simply gazing at her before his eyes moved up to the rest of her body.

“You are beautiful, Kate,” he breathed. “And tonight, you aremine.” His possessive words sent a shiver of excitement through her.

He reached up and tugged the cups of her bra down, setting her breasts free as he brushed his fingertips over her nipples, stiffening them into peaks. Desperate to be free of the bra, she unclasped it and tossed it away.

Roan’s eyes lit with sensual mischief as he captured her mouth once again, before his lips moved down her body toward her breasts. He took one nipple in his mouth, sucking at the tip. The erotic tug went straight to her womb and she arched into him, trying to push her breast deeper into his mouth. A groan escaped her as the weight of his body pinned her down. All she could do was relish whatever he chose to do to her. She clutched his head, her hands fisting in his silvery hair as he continued to suckle.

She’d never known, neverimaginedthat Roan’s mouth could elicit such exquisite feelings in her. It was like waking up to a world with brighter colors, sweeter tastes, and richer sounds. He nuzzled his way to her other breast, and all she could do was gasp and writhe in encouragement.

Her breasts felt deliciously heavy, and he moved to her belly, where his tongue teased her navel before he moved farther south. He pinned her legs open to gaze at her lower body, and she struggled to escape his gaze but failed.

“I’ve been dying to know how your honey tastes, little human.” Roan’s voice was gruff with desire. He bent his head and kissed her mound, then his mouth moved lower between her legs.

Kate shouted his name in surprise as he licked her. The sensitive folds of her sex were wet, and she felt hot all over as he used his tongue to stroke patterns along her opening. She’d always blushed at the thought of a man going down on her before, but she’d never thought it would feel like this... feel so good that she never wanted it to stop.

She panted as a deep trembling within her body turned painful from need. “Please, Roan, please... I... oh God...yes.” She lifted her hips as he pushed a finger deep into her, penetrating her. It almost hurt to feel him pushing his long, elegant finger into her body and fucking her with it.

She thrashed her head on the soft pillows as he introduced her to her first climax at his touch. It knocked the breath from her lungs, and her body went rigid, every muscle straining before she sank back limp in the bed. Her eyes closed as Roan’s deep chuckle filled the cave.

“You cannot fall asleep on me,” he warned. “Not yet.”

Kate opened her eyes as Roan knelt between her spread legs and fisted his cock. She stared at it and swallowed hard. She wasn’t sure that he was going to fit inside her. Maybe they should talk about the logistics first?

“Roan—”

“Hush, little human. It’smyturn.”

Roan lifted her bottom up as he leaned over her, bracing his forearm beside her head as he nudged at her entrance. She was wet, throbbing, and aching as he pushed into her. The head of his cock sank in a few inches, creating an intense pressure that made her whimper.

He hushed her with soft kisses on her lips, cheek, and jaw. Before she expected it, he thrust deep and hard. Something within her twinged with pain, and she bit instinctively into Roan’s upper arms. His hips jerked, and then he stilled above her and breathed against her cheek.

“It will never hurt again.” Roan’s tender promise wrapped a cottony warmth around her heart. “There will only be pleasure from now on.”

Only pleasure. Yes. Pleasure.That was all she wanted now. All she needed. To be Roan’s pet, to receive his pleasure, to be his everything. The thoughts were so unlike herself, but she couldn’t deny that they felt right. It was her choice after all. She wanted this.

“Give me your mouth,” Roan demanded.

Kate gazed up at him, feeling delightfully, blissfully rebellious because she liked it when he conquered her. It thrilled her to defy him, to make him take what he wanted. It made everything hotter and somehow sweeter too.

“Take it, if you’re so powerful,” she challenged.

His eyes narrowed. “I’d rather you give it to me, little pet.”

She pressed herself against him, teasing him. “I’d rather you give me another orgasm.” She had to fight hard to stop from giggling at his darkening look. He lowered his head again so that their lips were inches apart. His dark lashes lowered as he gazed at her lips.

“Then Iwilltake it, and any other part of you I wish. Never doubt that.”

He kissed her, open-mouthed and raw, thrusting his tongue between her lips as he withdrew his cock from her body and then sank it back in. Nerve endings zinged to life at each hard thrust. This was what she wanted, this feeling of challenging him so she could surrender and feel the sweet bliss of his sensual dominance. It made everything so much hotter, so muchwilder.

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