Spark of Desire (The Dragon's Virgin Tribute) Read Online Free Page B

concentration, his mouth open and eyes closed. His breathing was quick and ragged.
    Suddenly, he opened his eyes and looked down at her. His expression took her breath away. It was such a look of pure desire and need. As though he were hungry - starving - and wanted to devour her.
    He pulled her head back, taking her mouth off him, and she gasped with surprise. His cock twitched before her, glistening and swollen. She felt its absence on her lips, and became all the more conscious of her own aching need.
    Then, he smiled wickedly, and with a growl he fell on her, pressing his body against hers.
    She couldn't breathe - couldn't even react, before his hot skin was on hers, creating delicious friction. He pressed his lips to hers, kissing her hard, invading her mouth with his tongue as he settled her back on the floor, pillowed on the remnants of her torn clothing.
    She was frozen for a moment, but then she closed her eyes and her body melted and surrendered. It felt good. She could no longer deny it.
    She had never been kissed, though she had often daydreamed of it. And this... this more than measured up to her expectations.
    Timidly, she touched her tongue to his, caressing it and mimicking its movements. Inaeth made a deep growl against her mouth, biting her lip just enough to hurt, thrilling her to her core.
    Flesh slid against flesh, and his hands moved on her. One caressed and cradled the back of her neck, holding her as though she were a lover, not a captive. With the other, he traced down her side, following the curve of her waist.
    His fingers slid over her hip, and she felt the sharp drag of his claws - not enough to cut, but enough to cause a tiny focused sting that made her shiver. She drew her leg up, and he fondled her thigh too, and held it against his body as he pressed his hips against her.
    She felt his arousal - his rigid cock against her belly, and she gasped, breaking away from the kiss.
    Undeterred, he bent to her neck instead and began kissing and licking her there. Faith heard a moan, and a moment later realized it had come from her.
    Inaeth sucked on the skin of her neck, grinding his hips up against her. His shaft rubbed against the length of her sex, sliding against her wet slit and sending shivers of pleasure through her body.
    All thoughts, all shame had fled - she was lost in the sensations. His hot mouth on her, his arms holding her tightly, his cock teasingly, languorously sliding against her. She had given herself up to him, despite everything.
    Without realizing it, Faith clutched at him. Her hands gripped his shoulders, her nails digging into his skin. She could smell his hair, his smoky scent, next to her face. He licked her ear, almost tenderly, and she shivered.
    She could feel the muscles of his broad shoulders tensing and moving. Running her hands over his back, she reveled in the feel of his hard body.
    He pulled back; looked at her, and she saw the desire in his eyes. With a growl he bent to posses her mouth once more, his steaming breath mingling with her own. His hips rocked, and she felt his cock press against her, poised at her virgin entrance.
    Her breath caught and she had a moment of panic, but the hand cradling her head tightened in her hair, and he kissed her harder, stalling any words of protest.
    The hand on her leg forced it further open and he entered her, his massive organ stretching her wide. With only the tip of him in, her tender flesh burned as though she was about to tear in two.
    He pulled out then pushed in again, a bit further, and sliding more easily. His kisses stopped, his mouth poised an inch from hers. His breathing was stilted and shaking as though he were fighting hard to keep control.
    Faith closed her eyes, denying him the intimacy of the close gaze. She bit her lip, her fingers digging harder into his shoulders, as he slid in and out of her, a little more each time. The discomfort had faded, replaced by a wicked friction that built a slow, steady pleasure