Page 85 of Wolf Queen Ruin
I kissed him deeper, unable to voice that out loud or associate words to all of my feelings.He responded with unmistakable fervor, tangling his hands in my hair and pulling me closer.I felt his kiss everywhere, but especially in my needy pussy where he was thickening inside me once again.
Reality reasserted itself with the distant sound of voices.
“We should move,” he said, though he made no immediate effort to do so.
“Uh-huh,” I murmured, tasting his addictively plump lower lip.
The voices grew closer, breaking the spell.Still kissing me, Damien rose from the ground, his palms on my bare ass to support me.Only then did he reluctantly pull out and set me on my feet.
“Let’s get some distance from Marcel’s team and find a secure position for the night,” he said, tucking himself back into his pants.
The shift back to practical matters was almost a relief, giving me something concrete to focus on besides the lingering sensation of his kiss, his hands, my orgasm, and the pleasant soreness between my legs.I dressed quickly, hyperaware of the brightness in his gaze as he followed my every move.
After we triple-checked that we had our supplies and the Shadow Fang piece, we took off as swiftly as we dared through the dense vegetation.I caught him staring several times, probably because I was staring, too, and when our hands brushed, the resulting explosion of sparks made me forget how to breathe.
Between one step and the next, I found myself replaying what had just happened between us, analyzing it with an intensity usually reserved for ancient texts or treasure maps, wondering if it had affected Damien with the same bewildering force.
Maybe we should do it again, right here, just to be sure it really happened.
The idea made me flush all over and grin at the same time.
“Are you all right?”Damien asked.
“Yeah.Just thinking,” I said, fanning myself.
His soft “Hmm” carried a note of amusement that suggested he knew exactly what I was thinking, maybe because he was thinking the same thing.
Then he reached out and took my hand, his engagement ring flashing, his fingers intertwining with mine in a gesture that somehow felt more intimate than everything we’d just done.
And all I could do was smile so hard my cheeks hurt.
Chapter twenty-six
Damien
I'dtriedtosteelmyself against her wit, her smile, her unwavering heart.
But her body?I surrendered at the first taste of her skin.
Chapter twenty-seven
Luna
Thejunglegrewdarkeras twilight settled around us.We’d made good progress since escaping the collapsed crypt, putting several miles between ourselves and Marcel’s team.
We hoped, anyway.
Damien paused at a small clearing nestled between massive tree roots.
“This area should provide adequate shelter for the night,” he said, but his eyes weren’t scanning the terrain anymore.
They were fixed on me.
The intensity in his gaze sent a flush of heat through my body.Neither of us had mentioned what happened after our escape, but the memory hung between us like an electric current.
“Adequate shelter,” I repeated with a smile.“Always the romantic.”
Something sparked in his eyes, a sultry mix of amusement and desire.“Would you prefer I wax poetic about our accommodations?Compare this muddy clearing to the gardens of Versailles post-revolution?”
