I woke up with a scream lodged in my throat. The bed springs bounced as Roark shot up next to me. I could barely see his outline in the darkness, but I could tell he held a dagger at the ready with a defensive posture.
“It was a nightmare,” I rushed to reassure him as I scraped my hair back from my face, blinking into the dark room.
He set the blade aside and fell back on the bed. I gnawed on my lip. He was way too close. I wiggled to put space between us, but the friction of the bedding only brushed across my overly sensitize skin. I clenched my legs together as Roark’s eyes flared, and he looked over at me with hunger.
His arousal scented the air, and I swallowed hard. My core pulsated with need, and in an explosion of movement, we were at each other’s lips. Fisting his hair, I moaned into his mouth as he flicked his tongue out.
In the next instant, he ripped himself away from my hold—chest heaving.
My own breathing erratic, I fiddled with the corner of the bedding. “Look, you’ll go your way, and I’ll go mine once Rian comes back to get me. No harm, no foul.” I paused and looked over at him. I wished I could read his expression. When he said nothing, I threw my hands up, frustrated. “Never mind, I know I’m not tall, blonde, or a psychopath, which seems to be your cup of tea. I’m sure I can find someone else.” I curled my lip and flopped to my side.
Suddenly, all the air expelled from my lungs as Roark’s large body loomed over me.
“I want you more than I’ve ever wanted anything in my long, tiring existence.” He bit out the words, anger sharpening the lines of his body. In the next instant, Roark’s mouth clashed with mine, and the touch sent heat through my body. I groaned at the touch, curving my body up to his. “And you will not find anyone else ever, as long as there is blood flowing through my body. I don’t want to hear those words again.”
I groaned at the possessive bite to my neck. Roark gripped my waist and ripped the blankets off me, baring me to his eyes.
He growled at the sight of my naked body, and warmth flushed through me. His head dipped, tongue scraping over my breast. I tried to hold back my whimper. Pulling back, he sat on his haunches and tugged his long-sleeved shirt off. I ran my hands down the hard muscles, wishing I could see more than his outline in the dark room.
“You’re maddening.” He grunted and bent his head. The tips of his hair trailed down my body as he made his way down.
My eyes closed of their own accord, and I arched at the sensation of his tongue lapping at my sensitive flesh. I startled when I felt him move lower. “W-what are you doing?”
“Something I’ve craved since the moment I saw you.”
Roark’s fingers settled at my hips, raising goosebumps with the gentle press as he held my restless hips still. His breath kissed my wet core and I couldn’t help but wiggle at the sensation. Roark chuckled and his hand spanned me, forcing me still. My heart stuttered as my chest rose sharply in anticipation. Nerves fluttered in my stomach as his dark hair dipped. A slick flick of his tongue trailed up my slit and I ceased breathing. My head fell back when he did it again and a needy whimper escaped my lips. His tongue flattened and flicked out with more force. I ached for more pressure, but his hold on me didn’t relent. The way he held me down made me tremble more, and my eyes crossed. Why had I been so scared to do this? It was delicious.
He lifted his mouth from tonguing my bud of nerves and licked his way up my body—tasting me until he hovered over me. “You are more than I could have ever hoped.”
The words sent a sensation to my heart, and I ignored it by grabbing his head and bringing his lips to mine. My legs curled around his waist, and his thickness rubbed against my heat. I reached down and cupped him.
“I want you now,” he said, the words guttural.
“What about protection?” I huffed breathlessly when I felt him nudge my entrance.
“What?” he growled and stifled my next words with his mouth.
“You know, condoms,” I mumbled between kisses, barely able to speak when his hand coasted down my body.
“Ah, human things. Unnatural beings do not get diseases, and no children are possible without magic,” he grunted. I nodded and gripped him, pulling him to me. “I do not want to hurt you.”
I looked up at his earnest expression and melted. I was angry at myself for my softening emotions. “Now,” I ordered.
Roark growled, digging his fingers into my hair as he pushed into me. I tensed as he stopped with his length halfway in me as he waited for my cue. I was so wet and hot for him that there was no pain. There was only a sensation of fullness, and I dug my fingers into his hips. Going slowly at first, he pumped in and out of me in short bursts. I groaned, my head tossing from side to side as the familiar warmth built at my core. I trailed my hands down his smooth back and settled on his waist, urging him to go faster.
With a moan, he quickened his speed. My heartbeat picked up, and the pleasure mounted as I reached for the sensation that would make me tingle all over.
Roark shoved himself deeper than he had been, setting me off. His hands gripped my hair in a harsh tug
