He inhaled sharply when I brushed my lips against his, kissing him slow and deep.
Kaden held me lightly as I guided him back onto the bed, and when I pressed the softest part of me against the hardest part of him, he hissed as though the contact pained him.
Pulling back, I kissed a trail along the sharp line of his jaw, down his neck, and across the broad panes of his chest. Maybe it made me stupidly reckless — Kaden was still dark fae — but I wanted to touch him. Taste him.Feelhim everywhere.
I wanted to impale myself on his cock and hear the sorts of noises he made when he found his release inside of me.
Muscles rippled beneath my touch as my mouth wandered lower into the divot of his abs. Kaden’s erection strained against the seam of his pants, but when my fingers hooked along the inside of his waistband, he gently tilted my chin up to look at him.
“Lyra.” My name was both an oath and a plea.
When I finally met his gaze, I found a storm raging in his eyes. “If you go any lower with that wicked mouth of yours, I’m going to be inside you in about two seconds flat.”
“Is that a problem?” I asked, my voice coming out high-pitched and breathless.
Kaden’s lips twisted into a smirk that sent heat surging between my legs. “Only because I want to taste you first. I want to spread you out on this bed and spend the next three days making you come. That isn’t going to happen if you get those pretty lips around my cock.”
My cheeks flamed at his words, and a roaring need barreled through me.
“We don’t have three days,” I said, thinking of Imogen and how I still had to figure out that cipher.
“Then I guess I’d better get going,” he growled, eyes flashing with a promise that made my stomach tighten.
And then his hands were on me again, working my tank top up over my midsection. I grabbed the hem, feeling impatient, and ripped it over my head. I moaned as Kaden palmed my breast through the thin fabric of my bra, but then I felt the kiss of his magic. And then air.
I sucked in a startled gasp. The rest of my clothes were gone. I was straddling him naked — my pants and underthings magicked away.
Kaden’s eyes flared with desire as he took in every inch of me. I shivered as his gaze traveled from my neck down tomy peaked breasts before coming to rest on the apex of my thighs.
There was a part of me that didn’t like exposing so much skin. It felt like showing weakness. But the feral look in Kaden’s eyes burned away my unease.
“Fucking perfect,” he growled, drinking in the sight of me with a starved expression that turned my core to molten liquid.
Reaching up to cup my cheek, he pressed a chaste kiss to my lips as his other hand stroked down my back, fingers tracing the bumps of my scars. I shivered at the light contact, little bolts of electricity shooting down my spine.
Kaden drew back with a soft shudder, his brows knitted with something like pain. I could see indecision warring in his eyes, as if part of him wanted to call this whole thing off.
A trickle of nervousness went through me at that look. Did he want me the way I wanted him, or had this connection between us all been in my head?
But just as soon as the worry edged into my mind, his expression hardened into one of resolve.
An impatient snarl ripped from Kaden’s throat, and he hauled me against his chest. The tips of my breasts met his warm golden skin, sending a riot of tingles all the way to my core.
An aching heat pooled between my thighs, and I gasped as Kaden’s strong hands came around to cup my ass. He groaned as I rocked against him, sighing as I felt his hardness press into my sensitive flesh.
Then we were moving.
One second, I was draped over him, straddling his hips. The next, I was on my back, cradled in the silken sheets.
My fingers had a mind of their own as they traced the smoky lines of his tattoos. His muscles quivered as my hands traveled lower, along the ridges of his abs. And when I finally dragged my eyes up to meet his gaze, his expression stole the air from my lungs.
His eyes shone with such intense desire that it shattered my trepidation.
I wanted him.Now.
Fisting his hair, I tugged him down for another kiss as he pinned me to the mattress with his hard, warm heat.
My body trembled as I drank in the crisp mountain scent of him — the wildness and danger of leather and night.
