Page 53 of Norseman's Gift
"Are you ready?"
The dare in his words set Katrin's body afire. Before she had a chance to answer, Hradi gripped her hips, holding her still, drawing almost free of her body. Her protest died in her throat when he thrust back into her. When had she ever tasted such deliciously carnal delight? Never. The realization vanished when he repeated the motion, her entire being honed in on the wicked pleasure bursting in her veins with every slide of his hard flesh. Each stroke sent her surging higher, feeling as if she might truly take flight, borne on the wings of a searing sensuality, one to which she wanted only to surrender.
His mouth crashed onto hers again. The passion in the brutal kiss sent her hurtling into an abyss of pure bliss, her body rocking with elated forces. Despite the roaring of her ears as she rode the crest of delight over and over, her name, shouted in his rough voice, cut into the tumult, intensifying each pulse of his hot cock moving within her. On and on it went, until finally, spent, she fell still, the only movement her chest heaving with each breath. Despite what they had shared before, this was unlike anything she had ever imagined.
Gathering her wits, she trailed her fingers along his shoulders and arms, noting the way he trembled, still holding himself carefully above her. She pulled him close, needing to feel the heat of his body pressed against hers. The guttural sound of his approval accompanied him burying his face into her neck, his harsh breath against her ear affirming he had been overcome in much the same way she had.
A sharp echo of delight rippled through her and her sex clenched, reminding her that his cock, now softening, still filled her. Completed her. When he slowly pulled free of her body, their disappointed groans rang in unison.
When he moved to tuck her against his side, she resisted, rising and wrapping her arms around her bent legs. Hradi lifted himself as well, confusion and annoyance lining his face.
"What is wrong?"
She hesitated, not sure how to explain the various thoughts and emotions racing through her. She closed her eyes and lowered her head, taking a deep breath, hoping it would clear her mind.
Finally, she met his wary gaze. How she longed for a glimpse of something, anything that hinted that her gift remained intact. Her faith of moments ago waned as the fire of passion slowly cooled.
"Katrin?"
The sound of her name uttered softly in his gruff and husky voice sent a tingle along her spine and reminded her he awaited her response.
"I was hoping to…" When she lowered her eyes once more, his fingers on her chin compelled her to face him once again.
"You wanted a vision."
She smiled and nodded, surprised by the burn of tears. "While we were… there were moments my… empathic skills seemed enhanced. Stronger."
She pressed a quick kiss to his lips, giggling at his surprise. "I believe it was because we… you know…"
He laughed briefly then sobered. "Your innocence is a pure delight, Katrin. I fear I may destroy it."
Another nod. "You might. But I still wish I might have a vision. Just… just to be sure."
He brushed her hair from her face, gently sliding his fingers through the locks. The sensation quickly stirred her desire anew.
"It will come." His words made her realize how easily she'd forgotten her worries, just with a simple touch.
"I will test it in the coming days."
He smiled, still toying with her hair. She pulled away, drawing a scowl.
"What is wrong?"
Katrin lay back against the furs. "I believe you said you would give me a good reason to stay."
For several moments, he just stared before his eyes widened, first in surprise then in delight.
"That is a challenge I fully accept."
She squealed in laughter when he moved over her, catching her wrists and pinning them above her head.
"You will beg me for mercy." He lowered his mouth to her neck but Katrin did not tell him her choice had already been made. There was plenty of time to reveal that. Truth be told, she rather anticipated savor his sensual onslaught.
"I love you, Hradi."
He paused raising his head to pierce her with his stare. A grin lit up his face.
"And I you, Katrin. I think since the day you sailed into Grindafell."
She nodded, her throat tight, too tight to speak. The devilish gleam creeping into his eyes sent sparks skittering along flesh.
"And now, I will make sure you never want to leave."
She remained silent, her breath coming in heavy pants. "Then what do you wait for?"
Once again, Hradi laughed, before lowering his mouth to hers in a forceful, claiming kiss.
THE END
