Drawing circles on her inner thigh, he rasped, “Do you crave me, dove? Do you require another kiss?”

“Yes!” Eyelids hooded, lips parted, a passion-fever spread over her skin. “Kiss me, slide inside me. Do one, do both. Just do something. Please!”

Once again, she filled him with wonderment. “My princess’s need is so great she can hardly contain it.”

I love my life.

Bane leaned down, but didn’t kiss her. As she quivered, fisting the sheets and writhing against the mattress, he nuzzled his beard stubble against her thigh, on the same spot his fingers had drawn those circles.

He hissed. She groaned.

Will take what’s mine! Bane dipped his head, licked her wetness and nearly roared at the rightness. Pure, sweet honeyed perfection. Delectable royal.

Bane set in with a vengeance Licking. Sucking. Nipping. She cried out and rolled her hips, chasing his tongue, driving him wild. Never, in all his days, would he get enough of this woman.

Between wanton forays with his mouth, he told her, “Never deny me this. I want it every day.”

She uttered an incoherent reply, music to his ears. He sucked on her clitoris and sank a finger inside her hot, wet sheath.

“Yes!” she shouted, fisting hanks of his hair to hold him in place. “Bane! It’s yours, always yours.”

As a reward, he sank in another finger. He worked the two like scissors, spreading them again and again, stretching and preparing her.

When she came, screaming his name, he tongued her channel once, twice, mimicking sex. She screamed his name.

Desperate for a release of his own, he kissed his way up, up, tracing his tongue around her navel, before moving up, up again. One after the other, he laved her nipples.

She scoured his back with her nails. A first for him, because no lover had ever lain beneath him. The fact that he was on top, pinning her to the bed, her body a cradle for his...better than I ever dreamed.

“You ready for me, dove?”

“So ready!”

He reached between their bodies and positioned the tip of his erection at her entrance. He’d never wanted anyone so badly. Control unraveling... “I want to take you like this.”

Between heavy breaths, she said, “Bare?” She nibbled on her bottom lip. “What about a condom? Birth control? Disease?”

“No disease, I swear it.” He almost couldn’t get the words out, his need too great. “I cannot get you pregnant.”

“Ever? Never mind. Tell me after. I need you inside me. Just like this.” She jerked his face to hers and kissed him, teeth clinking, tongues tangling. “Hurry! Please. Now.”

Now. Yes. Mind ravaged by torturous arousal, he began to ease inside her. At first, she welcomed him eagerly, slick and hot. But the deeper he slid, the more resistance he met. Too tight.