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She giggled as he tipped her to the bed, the fur around her torso falling away as he settled over her. Her laugh was such a delicate, sugary sound, his heart surged with love.
Love.
He was in love with his wife. So very much in love.
Catching her mouth in a deep kiss, he tried to show her how much she meant to him. How in awe he was of her. That he couldn’t live without her. She made him a better man, and she would keep making him a better man.
Chapter Fifteen
The kiss Ravnfed her was different. It was still full of passion, but also reverence and commitment. It was as though he never wanted to do anything other than lie with her, hold her, share his body with her.
She ran her hands over the warm expanse of flesh of his shoulders then traced the gutter of his spine.
He trembled beneath her touch and another surge of woman-power came over her. It was warm and settled in her belly. It flooded her veins and filled her heart. This big Viking warrior was as much under her command as she was his. They fit together despite their difference in size—despite her being in foreign lands and him being a powerful ruler.
“I am going to kiss you all over,” he murmured against her lips. “And you will love it.”
“I like you kissing me here.” She reached for his face and pulled him in for another kiss.
He gave it, but after a moment pulled back. “I want to know every inch of your body with my mouth.”
The grin he gave her was so sinfully devilish and full of wicked intent that her heart skipped a beat and her belly tightened. “But…”
“Shh, just relax and enjoy.” His hair brushed her chin as he ducked to kiss the hollow of her throat and down her sternum.
She raised her arms and arched her back. It felt so right to be with him like this. Why had she dreaded it? She would do her best to relax into it.
The warmth of his lips spread to her left breast. He kissed the rise and then to her nipple. The hot, wet sensation of him taking it into her mouth again had her toes curling and her heart rate picking up. She felt his teeth and his tongue on her erect bud. It hardened further and she moaned and closed her eyes.
His big, hair-coated body over hers thrilled her and she pressed up to meet him.
He moved to her other breast and cupped her with his hand, still teasing her nipple with his thumb.
If he wanted to kiss her all over like this, she didn’t mind.
After a few moments, he went lower, to her navel, his chest skimming over her thighs as he moved.
“Ravn.” She rested her hands on his head. “I love your kisses.”
He didn’t reply but went lower, parting her thighs wide as he went.
“Oh.” She lifted upward, her legs tensing, and rested her weight on her elbows. “What are… What are you doing?”
“I want to kiss you here.” He set his lips over her pubic hair.
“But…” She squirmed. “I…”
“You what?”
“I… I bled, after…after…”
“After you lost your virginity?”
“Aye.” She swallowed. There hadn’t been much blood, just a few spots, and she’d washed herself clean.
“That does not matter to me,” he said, running his hand from her ankle to her hip and back again as he smiled up at her. “You were a virgin on our wedding night. It is to be expected.”
Before she could answer, he kissed her mound again, then pushed her legs wider, opening her pussy before him.
