Page 76 of Her Selfless Warrior (Omega Sky)
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Breathe.
Lark shook her head, gasping for air.
Breathe!
Her right hand hovered over Kostya’s head, before landing on the soft gold pelt of his hair.
What was it I need to do?
She raised her knee, then let it fall to the side.
“Good girl,” his rough voice rumbled. She could feel his whisper against her secret flesh, then the fiend pushed those wicked fingers into her needy body again.
“Kostya,” she wailed. He suckled her clitoris and her head fell back onto the mattress, all thought wiped out of her mind. All she could do was feel.
A wicked tempo increased—in her body, in her mind, in her heart.
“Breathe,” he whispered.
“Please?”
Is that my voice? Why do I sound so far away? So weak?
“Please, Kostya, I need you.”
Lark sighed with relief as he stood up and unbuckled his belt. Kostya’s every movement caused a different muscle to flex. It was like she was seeing some kind of sensuous performance being played out just for her. When he shoved down his briefs, Lark sucked in a deep breath. Kostya’s cock was as big as the rest of him. Her shocked gaze flew up to his face, and he must have read her trepidation.
“Easy,sólnce.”Kostya walked to the side of the bed and sat down, his fingers sifting through her hair before gently kissing her. This kiss was different; Lark could taste herself, her pleasure, on his tongue. It was sinful. No, it wasn’t; it was decadent.
Kostya wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her onto his lap, giving her the time and reassurance she needed.
“I’m not a virgin,” she said grumpily.
Kostya laughed.
“I believe the bill for equal rights for women should be ratified.”
“So do I,” Kostya said as he continued to chuckle.
Lark hit his arm.
“Fine. You’re hung like a horse,” she burst out. “Now you know what’s bothering me. Satisfied?”
Kostya threw back his head and bellowed out a laugh. “You’re killing me,sólnce.”
“Better you than me,” she muttered.
Kostya stroked his thumb over her nipple and she shuddered. He scraped his teeth against the skin behind her ear. “You’re gorgeous,” he whispered.
Lark twisted on his lap and grabbed his big hand that was resting on her tummy and dragged it between her legs.
“You feel like liquid silk.” His whispered words made her quiver and his clever fingers were sending her to the stars.
The warm duvet cushioned her as she reached up for Kostya. She had to wait as he sheathed himself, then he was there, right there, taking her into his arms. How could she be worried about anything when she felt this safe?
Lark trembled when Kostya parted her folds. When the head of his cock nudged against her tender flesh it felt like the most intimate moment of her life. Their eyes locked and she could swear she saw something far beyond caring, something so much deeper than just affection, but how could that be?
