The Immortals After Dark 11: Dreams of a Dark Warrior
Page 83Her heart seemed to flutter. No, just scratching an itch.
Chase certainly didn't think that. As she brought her lips over the head, she gazed up at his expression -dark brows knitted, gray eyes ablaze with yearning.
When she grasped the base of his shaft and sucked him deeper, he breathed, "Ah, f**k me," and gods help her, she wanted to at that moment.
He drew his knees up, his h*ps subtly thrusting as he cradled the back of her head. His thighs were quaking, brawny muscles contracting. Already close.
She broke away to say, "You like this?"
"I hate it."
She almost grinned. His reactions were seducing her all over again. The low rumbling sounds he made.
The way he was so obviously struggling to hold out.
The hand on her head was shaking as he pressed her down for more.
Nothing had ever turned her on so intensely as this. Her ni**les ached, her clitoris throbbing for release. She reached between her legs, stroking wet flesh, her eyes closing with bliss.
When she moaned around him, he rasped, "The only thing that could make this better is you coming on my tongue again."
She blinked open her eyes in confusion. He'd pulled out of her grip, maneuvering her body to lie beside his until she faced his shaft-and he faced her sex.
With his fingers splayed tight over her ass, he gave a harsh growl, then buried his mouth between her legs. She could feel his hot breath, the desperate flicks of his strong tongue.
"Chase!" She almost went over the edge right then. When he raised one knee, rocking his h*ps toward her, she eagerly drew his length to her mouth again, suckling it with greedy pulls.
"Unh ..." He groaned against her flesh and bucked to her lips.
She sank the claws of her free hand into his muscled ass, clutching him closer. He jerked in surprise, roaring, "God almighty! Comin', Regin!" then returned to licking her madly.
Yes, yes, yes! Sucking harder, she ground against his tongue, beginning to come in a wet rush. She was screaming around his engorged shaft when he erupted, pumping his se**n free.
Mindless with waves of pleasure, she drew him deeper, deeper. ...
Chapter FORTY-SIX
God in heaven, woman." Declan lifted her, laying her against his side. "That'l change a man's outlook on life real quick."
The best way to bring a male back from the brink? Hot o**l s*x with a Valkyrie. And he finally understood what her little claws were all about!
As a light rain fel over their heated skin, he wrapped his arm around her shoulders, groaning in satisfaction. Complete peace. For the first time in his life.
The strain was gone, and in its place was something like elation. Oh, aye, elation and excitement coursed through him. He finally believed he could look forward to more with her.
His woman. A future worth fighting for. all the things that had been missing from his life for so long.
More.
"That shouldn't have happened," she muttered.
"I'll argue that point to my dyin' breath. Do you deny you enjoyed that? You're glowin' bright as day, and you came hard enough. Twice."
"Oh, please! I hadn't rubbed one out in more than three weeks. Diaper play would've gotten me off at this point."
"I'll make a note."
"Regin, it changes everything! You're attracted to me." And I can be what you need in bed. "Anything else I can fix."
"Like your scathing hatred for my world?"
He pinched her chin, tipping her head back. "Then show it to me! Show me why I was wrong to hate it."
"It's too deep-seated in you, too ingrained."
"Maybe it was before, but I must be shakin' it. Hel , I don't know up from down anymore. Nothing about me is fixed."
She murmured, "You're unfinished."
"Aye, precisely."
"I need to go."
When she moved to get up, he shoved her against his side and slapped her arse to keep her there.
"You stay with me."
She snapped, "What do you want from me, Chase?"
He drew his head back in confusion. "I want everything. You're mine, Regin." He'd earned her by right of every miserable second of his life. "Let me tell you how this is goin' to go down. I'll get you and your friends off this island, and then you and I will figure out a place to put down roots." Her lips worked soundlessly. "Speechless? Would've thought that an impossibility." He nipped the tip of her ear. "I might
have four or five decades of life left-a blink of an eye in your lifetime. I will have you til I die, so you're just goin' to have to suck it up."
"What gives you the right to demand all this?"
"No way, Chase. You can't have sex with me."
"You want me to." He studied her expression. "Christ. You need me to."
"Doesn't matter."
She hadn't denied either! "Because of the curse."
"Among other things."
"Like what?" Then it dawned on him. "You're worried I'll get you pregnant?" His brows drew together.
"Never thought about that before." He remembered looking around the home he'd known for a decade, thinking how grim and silent it was. How soul ess his entire existence was.
Now possibilities spread out before him, ones he'd never imagined for himself. I could be a ... da? The corners of his lips curled.
It struck him then that his entire outlook must have shifted. Because the idea of a sprawling lightning-struck house fil ed with Valkyrie daughters and berserker sons felt exactly right. "Regin, I've got money saved up. I can take care of you and our bairns."
"Okay, that wasn't what I was talking about. Valkyrie aren't fertile unless we eat for a few weeks."
He'd had no idea. Fascinating.
"But since you brought it up ... Dude. You're a jobless, homeless drug addict. Great daddy material."
Straight-talking Regin. "I'll never touch the shite again. I don't need to suppress my strength or get mindless again-I need to be strong and clear to protect what's mine." He squeezed her tighter, pressing his lips against her hair. "As for the job, I've money enough to keep you in Aston Martins, Valkyrie. And to buy a home. Or two." When she raised a brow, he explained, "For twenty years I've had zero expenses. I haven't spent a dime of my substantial salary. And many of my captures carried bounties. Now, what was your point?"