The Seducer (Viking Warriors) by Jianne Carlo Read Free Book Online Page B

of her desire. He loved her with long, slow licks, let his lips suckle the bud hidden by the scarlet hood, plunged his tongue into her center. Her walls sucked at him, and his sac fisted hot and heavy.
    The harem women had taught him of a tickling move that drove them over the edge. But he had learned that a pinch on the nub combined with his fluttering tongue could bring a woman to climax over and over and over, until she nigh swooned. Elaina screamed when the peak took her. Jarvik smiled against her slick flesh when she moaned his name.
    He loved her again, gently this time, letting his hands find the crevices that made her shudder and whimper. Testing how many fingers her puss craved, three with a thumb grazing her nub, and he had to suckle that little bud when she fisted around his fingers.
    Jarvik set her legs back on the mattress and untied her hands. He lay next to her and gathered her close. Her nipples brushed his chest, and her audible pants slowed to deep, even breathing.
    She rested her chin on him and fingered the stubble on his jaw. “’Tis my turn now.”
    Her warm hands closed around his erection. She rolled over on her side and sat resting her backside on her heels. She smiled again, that siren smile of hers, and his eager cock twitched.
    “’Tis much different than I had imagined.” She caressed his belly. Her fingers lingered on the hard planes of his groin and tangled in the hair nestling his rod.
    His balls contracted, and Jarvik choked back a groan.
    “So much heat.” She kissed the tip of his cock. “How can a mere stroking inflame me so? And the scent of you makes my puss clench. That so much pleasure can be found by touching another, tasting another.”
    When she bent and sipped the crown, Jarvik hissed and grabbed the bed frame. She licked him daintily, like a kitten, cocking her head this way and that, her little pink tongue flicking the rim of his rod.
    “You taste salty and creamy.”
    Hot breath whizzed over the wet trail she left on the head. Lightning bolts fired his groin and drained all the blood in his body to his aching, burning balls. Her mouth covered his cock. Jarvik threw back his head and roared as ecstasy ripped him apart. His seed erupted in pulsing jets. He couldn’t breathe. Splinters dug into his fingers, and the sharp stings added to his pleasure. Shudder after shudder from heels to scalp had him thrashing on the straw.
    Thoughts left him and his bones melted. He could no longer support his weight on his elbows, but the need to hold her, pet her, drove a last burst of energy. Jarvik hauled her up his body and hugged her tightly.
    “’Tis amazing.”
    Her lips moved on his skin, each slight touch sparking tinders in unconnected places, and his half-hard cock jerked.
    “I had not thought to enjoy it so much. Nor that it would make me feel empty and need you again. Is it always thus?”
    Jarvik managed to lift his eyelids. The slide of her tresses on his chest proved as enticing as he had imagined, and desire flooded his groin.
    Had he ever seen a more beautiful woman? Even the arch of her brows above those slanted emerald eyes beguiled him. “’Tis never thus. Not until you.”
    “You have had many women.” Her voice wavered.
    “I have wanted only you.” He cradled her face. “From that first kiss in the stables the day I left your father’s holding.”
    “Deny you the women?” Her brows pinched.
    “Nay. I am but a man, Elaina. A lusty man.” He met her level stare. “You are my wife. I will seek no other women from this day onwards. My cock will know one puss. Yours.”
    “What of the women who seek you?” Jealousy blazed from her, unexpected and very much appreciated.
    His spent rod filled again. “I want no others. There is only you.”
    And he set about proving it to her.
     

    ’Twas full morn before they left the turret.
    “I must go to the girls.” Elaina halted when they reached the stairs.
    “They are not here, wife. Magnus and I agreed that