Page 29 of Hungry Like a Wolf
“Because…” He swiped his tongue over his bottom lip. “Because I want you.”
She stilled. Frozen. “You told me you didn’t. That you wouldn’t.” Heat filled her pussy just at the thought of being naked with him and his cock filling her. It was a sin of the highest order to even think such a thing, but to physically react to it?Oh, Lord, have mercy.
Her breath hitched in her chest and her heart skipped a strange beat.
“I didn’t say I wanted your gold-plated cunny, Princess. I said I wanted you.”
She curled her hands into fists. “You could get anyone to tend your son.”
“I don’t want anyone.”
“And I don’t want to leave these shores.”
“It is the only way to protect Tillicoulty and the people my siblings have come to care about.” He paused and searched her eyes as though looking for something. “I need to atone. I need you to understand that.”
“Atone without me. Praise be to the Lord. I am not your salvation, Ravn.”
“You are exactly that.” He lowered his face.
He filled her vision. His lips were only a hairsbreadth from hers.
“The gods put you in my path for a reason, Carmel.”
“What reason?”
“That, I have yet to understand, but until I do, you are coming with me.”
Suddenly, he sprang up, nimbly for a man of his size. He stooped and took hold of her arm, hoisting her to standing.
She shoved at him and pushed her hair from her face. Looking down, she brushed the leaves and twigs from her clothing.
“Where did you think you were going?” he asked.
“To my people.”
“You don’t even know if they are there.” He frowned. “Or do you?”
“How could I? I am trapped here!” She pointed at the fort. “But I know my mother and she will not delay now that spring is here. God willing, she is only moments away.”
“In which case, we should set sail while the weather is fair.”
“What? No.” Oh, dear Lord above, had she just hastened her fate?
“It will not take long to restock the boat. My crew has made the few repairs needed and she is ready to sail.”
“But… But… Orm. He will not let you take me.”
Ravn curled his arm around her waist and urged her back along the track. “Orm does not get a say in it.”
“That’s not whathethinks.”
“I am his big brother and a king. He will do as I say.”
The determination in Ravn’s tone made her believe him.
Chapter Eight
Ravn kept atight hold of his slippery princess. She could run, he’d give her that, and aim a swift one with her knee too. His balls still ached.
