Snared by Elin Wyn

Author:Elin Wyn [Wyn, Elin]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Clock Walk
Published: 2018-06-28T16:00:00+00:00

By the time we’d reached our room, the safe embrace of his arms combined with the warm scent of his skin wrapped me in a hazy cocoon.

The door sealed behind our guide with a dull clang. “The leaves sounded much prettier,” I giggled, half awake. “Before we head out, do you think we can buy some? My friend back on Orem makes lovely jewelry, and-”

As if I were made of the most fragile crystal, Xander lowered me to a settee, the dark gold fabric plush under my hands.

“Do you need a drink? I need a drink.” He stabbed at the replicator set into a sleek panel, movements odd, jerky. “Wognian brandy. Best they’ve got on the menu.”

His hand shook as he passed me the glass, a splash of ruby liquid spilling across the top of my breasts.

Xander froze, eyes dark.

I took the glass from his hands, placed them both on a side table and pulled him down to sit beside me.

“What’s wrong?” Boldly I explored his new face, ran my fingers under this new jawline, relearning his contours.

With a shuddering breath he tugged me into his lap, my knees straddling him as he buried his face in my neck. “Never offer yourself like that again. You can’t get hurt. I couldn’t stand it.”

“I was safe,” I kept stroking his neck, his shoulders. “You’d never let anything happen to me.”

His hands roamed my back, gliding down the fabric, kneading my hips, skimming up my ribs to brush the underside of my breasts, relentless with his touch until I squirmed above him. “What if I happen to you?”

Leaning towards him, I ran my fingers through his hair, entranced by the low groan that escaped his lips. “Let’s find out.”

With a slow caress of his tongue he traced where the wine had spilled, and I arched into his touch, breasts aching, every nerve aflame.

Soft kisses and nips worked across my shoulder, up my throat as his hand cupped the back of my head, drawing me closer with every pounding heartbeat until his mouth was on mine, sucking and nibbling on my lower lip. One by one he pulled out the hairpins, tossing them across the room until my hair tumbled down.

Senses ignited, I opened to him, tangling with his hot tongue as he swept through me, the taste of wine on his lips crashing against me like gravity, pulling me under.

“Loree, tell me to stop,” he growled. “Please, babe.”

“No,” I gripped his shoulders. “Never.”

“Good.” The slit of the dress tore like paper in his hands as he pulled me harder into his lap, grinding my core against his hard length.

My head fell back, staring blindly at the ceiling as he rocked against me, the fabric of his pants, the thin scrap of silk that separated us fading into nothingness. Pressure coiled through my belly as I clutched his shoulders, shaking in his grip.

“Let go, babe. I’ll catch you,” he murmured.

The tension spiraled, ever higher, until with a flick of his thumb at my clit I shattered, sobbing against him.

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