Entwined Realms Volume One(80)
Her frown told him what she thought of that, but there were ways to distract her. He stroked his claws over her stomach to her waistband and pulled the pants down her long legs.
She stood before him, bare except her undergarments. He needed to bury his face between her legs, let her taste dance on his tongue. She was warm and sweet and he needed her more than the air he breathed.
He picked her up, coming to his feet and carrying her to her bedroom. “Terak?” she asked, but stopped when he put her down on the bed.
“Shh, Meyja. Let me do this. I need you.”
He nuzzled her through her blue panties, her little coils of hair crushing beneath his nose as he breathed deep her intoxicating fragrance.
His tongue came out and pushed against her through her panties. She groaned, wrapping her hands in his hair and holding on as if it was her only source of stability. “Oh gods yes, I do love that tongue.”
He pulled the underwear to the side, and swiped his tongue over her bare sex.
Her cries dimly registered in his ears. She was pink and perfect, sweet with an undercurrent of tang.
Very much how she was in all other ways.
He wanted to take his time, bring her satisfaction over and over. His tongue moved on her and brought a long, keening cry to her lips. “Terak! Please.”
“Please what?”
“I want to come. I want to come when it isn’t my own hand bringing me satisfaction.”
The thought of her touching herself flashed through his mind and he growled. She would do that for him one day soon.
But not now. Now she would come because of his tongue.
The little nub at the top of her sex was glistening, beckoning him. He surrounded it with his mouth, giving gentle pulls that had her gasping.
“Yes, Terak. Like that.”
He pulled a little harder.
“I was wrong before. Just like that.”
He smiled, and then went to work. She had the most decadent taste he had ever experienced, water after having survived crossing the desert.
The muscles in her thighs jumped under his hand, giving proof to her excitement. Her groans grew in volume, begging him to finish it.
Finally she keened, her back arching as the tremors against his tongue spoke of her climax.
Her body was pulsing in aftershock, the ripples driving him insane, because he wanted his cock inside her to experience it that way. He wanted to be deep inside her. He wanted to come in her as she clenched around him, marking her with his seed. Marking her as his woman in body as she had been in mind since the first moment he had seen her.
Her fingers uncurled from his hair, and she laughed. “I hope I didn’t pull out any hair.”
“A small loss considering what I have been given this night.”
She smiled again, her face radiant. “That was fun. Maybe we can do other things now?”
A pounding at her door forced them apart and had him on his feet.
Worst timing in the history of man. “Who is it?” Larissa called out.
“Michael,” came her brother’s voice, loud and pissed with an undercurrent of scared, enough to remind her she never called her brother after being taken away from him to let him know she was all right.
Oops.
Terak looked at the door as if the thought of punching through it to get to the man on the other side was a good idea. She should probably prevent that. Larissa rubbed her hand over his chest. “He always did have the worst timing,” she murmured.
His eyes blazed with more than interrupted lust. “He took you to the Guild. He allowed you to be harmed.”
Warmth seeped through her over his fear for her, but it would do no good to allow this anger at her brother. “He didn’t know what was going to happen, and he would never have knowingly allowed something to happen to me.”
“It does not change the fact that he lost you.”
The banging on her door started again. This was an argument they were going to have to have later. “He’s my brother and he’s not going away, so no matter how mad you are, you need to play nice, and you need to change into your human form.”
Chapter Twenty-Seven
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As soon as the door opened Michael grabbed Larissa by the upper arms. “You couldn’t be bothered to call me? I was out of my head worried over you!”
Before she could reassure him, Terak came forward and pulled her away from Michael, placing her behind his now-human form. Great. Just what she needed, another overprotective male.
Now Michael’s expression was turning thunderous as he stared at the male who would dare involve himself in family business. If they started a pissing contest, she was kicking them both out. “Michael, I’m fine. I’m fine.”
He paid no attention to her, all his focus on Terak. “Who the hell do you think you are?”