The Wandering Isles by C L Schneider

Author:C L Schneider [Schneider, C L]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9798651388486
Published: 2020-06-29T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

The tongue in my mouth tasted of ale. The body riding mine was energetic and slick with sweat. Bent low, full breasts pressed against me, she broke off the kiss with an urgent growl, buried her face in my neck, and clung to me. I couldn’t see a damn thing. Strands of dirty-blonde hair hung in my face, wet and long. I coiled them around my hand as she bounced harder.

My first thought was to push the woman away. The transition was more than a little startling, seeing as I was just on my knees with a blade biting into my neck. I knew Isuara’s tricks now, though. It only felt like seconds ago. But the last thing I remembered was pain and the rush of blood. Then I was here, with my blood still rushing—on the inside, this time.

Thankfully, my moment of shock went unnoticed. It took only four of her hot, rapid breaths in my ear for me to decide against ending our encounter prematurely. Even if I wanted to reject the first moment of pure physical pleasure I’d experienced since leaving Mirra’kelan, I was desperate for anything to erase the echo of Sienn’s voice in my mind.

I didn’t think my bedmate would take kindly to the interruption, either. The woman’s strong legs clenched mine like a vice. Each rough stroke and caress, each bounce, came with a clear message of dominance. Aggression oozed through every touch, every kiss. Her teeth grazed my neck, as she demanded I match her pace with an urgent moan. “Come on…”

She preferred being in charge, and I was happy to oblige. Even if I wasn’t sure if what we were engaged in was sex or combat.

I wrapped my arms around her lean back, lifted my hips, and thrust up; deep and hard. Her rhythm faltered with a husky, trembling gasp. The sound was equal parts shock and approval. I’d caught her off guard—and myself; throbbing inside her, as I surrendered entirely to the moment.

Need coursing through me equal to her own now, I held tighter and plunged in faster. Pleasure swelled where our bodies joined, and we tumbled into a swift, urgent tempo.

Fingers burrowing into my flesh, her moan evolved, becoming an anxious growl. Nails dug in, drawing blood, but I was more focused on the tiny pulses of her release wrapping around me. It was more than enough to spur my own.

Gradually, her muscles relaxed. Mine followed, and I slowly eased my grip. It took a moment for her to do the same. Her body was limp, but she wasn’t moving. I didn’t mind her lingering. Lathered in sweat, breathless, muscles shaking; I was certainly in no hurry to move. A rare, pleasant exhaustion had come over me. One that left no energy to spare for the dark thoughts I’d been drowning in since reaching the Isles.

When the itch of her hair in my face grew uncomfortable, I dropped my arms onto the bed. She took the hint, released a languid sigh, and peeled her chest off mine.

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