Page 127 of Slaying the Shadow Prince
With her pressed to his chest, his wing curled around her, he didn’t want to move, didn’t want to acknowledge the world outside. But in the distance, he could hear the camp coming to life after the celebrations, and he knew it wouldn’t be long before someone came to find them.
Talemir kissed the top of Drue’s head, breathing in her lilac-and-heather scent. It was then that he realised she smelt like the fields of Delmira, like home. She only wriggled closer, her hand already drifting south —
He caught her gently by the wrist. ‘As much as I’d love to fuck you again, Wildfire, I fear time is no longer on our side.’
‘We can be quick,’ she whispered against his heated skin, the words stirring his cock to attention.
‘I’m insulted you think so,’ Talemir quipped, gripping her chin and lifting her face to his.
Drue laughed, kissing him, her hand twisting from his grasp and wrapping around his erection.
Unsure that he’d ever be able to refuse her, Talemir happily relented, propping a hand behind his head and giving her a lazy grin. ‘Do your worst, then.’
Drue obliged, pumping him in her palm and eliciting a moan from him.
How was it possible she had so much control over him? How could he want her so badly again so soon?
But the naked vixen simply smiled and shifted her weight until she was straddling him. She lowered herself onto him in one torturously slow glide.
‘Fuck,’ he groaned. The slick heat of her was intoxicating.
She pulled up, hovering over the crown of his cock so that he nearly slipped from her entirely, only to slam back down on him, riding him hard and fast.
Pleasure shot through his whole body, building from his balls and rippling into his shaft.
‘Furies save me,’ he murmured, watching her move, her breasts bouncing. Every single stroke sent a heady pulse of desire down his cock, every movement clouding his entire body with lust for her.
Drue looked wickedly smug as he tried to thrust into her and she pinned him down, grinding slowly against him.
Two can play at that game.Talemir twisted from her grip easily and pressed his thumb to that sensitive spot, circling her clit with just the right pressure he knew she loved, drawing a moan from deep inside her.
She bucked against him, her inner walls clenching around him in answer, and he swore, vaguely wondering which of them would cave first.
Her. It had to be her.
In one swift, powerful motion, he flipped them over so he was on top, then rolled her onto her stomach, kissing along her spine and tracing the contour of her backside with his fingertips.
‘On your hands and knees,’ he told her.
Panting, Drue did as he bid. On all fours before him, she presented herself to him: flushed, wet and glorious. He had never seen a more beautiful sight.
And when he slid inside her, he saw stars.
A man unleashed, he pounded into her and reached around to pinch her hardened nipples, still sensitive from the night before. Drue pushed against him, arching her back, allowing him deeper.
Talemir nearly came then and there.
But he pulled himself back from the brink. He wasn’t finished with her yet. He hauled her up against him so her spine was flush with his chest and his fingers found her clit again, circling it until her breathing was ragged and she flung her arm out, gripping the back of his neck, demanding more.
‘Tal,’ she cried out.
Her whole body trembled around him and she moaned again, this time letting go of all control, meeting every one of his thrusts with a backward push.
And only when he had wrung every last drop of desire from her, only when she was half sobbing with pleasure in his arms, did he allow his own climax to rush through him.
He came with a broken shout, clutching Drue to him tightly, emptying himself into her with a ragged gasp.
‘Fuck,’ he murmured against her sweat-slicked back, spots swimming in his vision.
