Page 88 of Of Rime and Ruin
His Voice morphs into a spell, continuing in a low note while his vibrating tongue swirls through my wetness. Above my head, the ring of ice tightens ever so slightly.Asshole.How am I supposed to fight him when he’s trapped my ammunition?
Aethan lifts his head, smirking, as evidence of my arousal dribbles from his chin. His tongue darts out, scooping it into his mouth. His eyes dance with mischief, watching me over my belly.
Beasty wants to play.
I match his smirk and cock an eyebrow.
Then I buck my hips, knocking him playfully with my knee. His jaw flexes, and a slow smile stretches wide, teeth glinting in the darkness. He dips his head, spreads my legs apart, and plants a smacking kiss on my heat.
“That’s it, Sunfish,” he growls, and the sound rumbles through my core. “Now be good and come on my tongue.” With a swift scoop of my ass, he hooks my knees over his shoulders.
I whimper as he renews his efforts. Swirling in a torturous rhythm, the Frost King unravels me. With every pass of his tongue, my inhibition dissolves. I lift my hips and mount his face with desperate vigor.
My orgasm builds deep in my stomach, swelling and rising like a thunderstorm tide. He works me relentlessly, sucking my pleasure to the surface. His hands grip my ass as he moans. I clench and buck, giving myself over to the strength of ecstasy. With a twist of his knuckle, he brings me to the edge. I burst. Stars explode in a glittering shower of light as I come undone on his tongue. He drags through my heat, lapping every drop.
“Good,” he rumbles.
His voice sends tingles through my body, and my scales lift to greet his praise. This male—he’s ruined me for anyone else.
But he’s not done with me yet. His hands slide over my hips, gripping my waist. He positions himself at my entrance and drags the velvety tip of his cock through my heat. I wrap my legs around him, pulling him closer.
“Are you ready for me, Nahla?”
I whimper, like a pathetic, needy hatchling, but I don’t care. I’ve gone soft for him. The infuriating, obtuse Frost King has tamed me with the flick of his tongue. I’d do anything for the thick glide of his cock inside of me.
So I beg. “Please.” My heat flares, ready for him.
Aethan leans over me, holding himself right at my entrance. He presses in half an inch, parting me slowly. His eyes find mine, and I stare him down.
“Do it!” I gasp. “Aethan.”
With a grunt, he buries himself inside me. “Fuck,” he groans. He slides easily, sheathing deep.
I moan his name as his cock stretches me and fills me to the brim.Aethan. Aethan. Aethan.
“I thought you were my personal hell,” he grunts. “But now I see. You’re my paradise, Sunfish. And I’m going to explore every inch of you.Fuuuck.” He withdraws with a shudder of his hips, then thrusts.
Again. Then again. Faster. Harder. I tilt my hips. Grind. I ride his cock hard, working into a fury. But I can’t stop. Another orgasm builds, just out of reach. Over and over, we mold our bodies together.
My eyes roll as my walls flex and stretch, fitting snugly around him. A perfect fit. Like a fucking puzzle. He hitches my legs higher on his waist and deepens his thrust to hit—
Oh. His cock presses the spot deep inside me, and pleasure spasms. I scream. I grasp the furs beneath my bound hands, clenching them as I spiral faster, faster. The edge of ecstasy rushes to meet me.
One more thrust, and I come undone around him.
He watches my face with fierce possessiveness, his eyes darkening as I come.
“That’s my girl,” he growls. “Fuck!” He thrusts again, harder. Stars skitter across my vision as another wave of bliss rolls through me.
And then he’s coming, too. He grabs my hips and plunges deep. I feel him shudder and quake as we climax together, gasping for air.
With a grunt, he collapses next to me. We stare at each other, our chests heaving as the reality of what we’ve done creeps in. He reaches for me, his fingers trailing across my cheek, brushing loose hair from my face as he smiles, lopsided and beautiful.
My heart squeezes painfully tight as I look into his eyes, bright as starlight. My soul shifts. Reorients. Every nerve in my body points to him.
And I know I’ll never be the same.
Chapter thirty-seven
