Chapters (44)
- Praise for Sherrilyn Kenyon:
- About the Author
- Sherrilyn Kenyon’s Dark-Hunter World Series: (in reading order)
- COPYRIGHT
- Born of Fury
- Dedication
- PROLOGUE
- CHAPTER 1
- CHAPTER 2
- CHAPTER 3
- CHAPTER 4
- CHAPTER 5
- CHAPTER 6
- CHAPTER 7
- CHAPTER 8
- CHAPTER 9
- CHAPTER 10
- CHAPTER 11
- CHAPTER 12
- CHAPTER 13
- CHAPTER 14
- CHAPTER 15
- CHAPTER 16
- CHAPTER 17
- CHAPTER 18
- CHAPTER 19
- CHAPTER 20
- CHAPTER 21
- CHAPTER 22
- CHAPTER 23
- CHAPTER 24
- CHAPTER 25
- CHAPTER 26
- CHAPTER 27
- CHAPTER 28
- CHAPTER 29
- CHAPTER 30
- CHAPTER 31
- CHAPTER 32
- CHAPTER 33
- CHAPTER 34
- CHAPTER 35
- CHAPTER 36
- EPILOGUE
Sumi smiled at the look on his face as he watched her while she ran her hand from the tip of his cock down the length of it to cup him in her hand. “I think you like this.”
Biting his lip, he nodded bashfully. He lifted his head and pinned her with a needful stare that wrenched her heart. But not nearly as much as the next words out of his mouth. “Will you grant me the honor of touching you?”
It was only then she realized that he had yet to move his arms from around her body. She’d forgotten what Thia had told her about Andarions. That they had to be granted the right to touch their partners.
“I’m all yours, Dancer. I grant you full rights to my body.”
Still, he hesitated as if a part of him was afraid she’d change her mind. Smiling, she pulled her poncho off and opened her shirt for him. Then she took his hand in hers and led it to her breast.
Hauk swallowed at how incredibly soft her skin was. How flawless. Amazed, he skimmed his fingers over the paleness of her large, full breast until he brushed his hand against her taut nipple. His throat went instantly dry. Dying for a taste, he dipped his head hesitantly, waiting for her to stab him for it, or slap him.
But she didn’t. Instead, she cupped his cheeks in her gentle hands as he suckled the sweetness of her skin and breathed her scent in. Wanting to bathe in that precious scent, he nuzzled his face between her breasts while her hands played in his hair.
In the back of his mind was his common sense that told him he would pay for this with his life. But honestly, he didn’t care.
He would die anyway, from something, eventually. And he could think of no better reason for it than being with Sumi.
Just once, he wanted to lie with someone who didn’t look at him like he was a piece of shit. Someone whose touch was loving and sweet. Kind. Gentle.
If he had to die to have it, so be it. It was worth it.
No, she was worth it.
When he brushed his goatee over her nipple, she jumped and laughed.
“It tickles,” she said, smiling at him. She ran her fingers along the arch of his brow.
Closing his eyes, he savored her touch before he reclaimed her mouth for another kiss. Sumi nipped at his lips then she pulled back and stood in front of him. He wasn’t sure what to expect until she toed off her boots then slowly undid her pants.
He couldn’t breathe as she slid them down her legs, baring herself completely to him. She was even more beautiful than he’d imagined.
Every part of her.