To Love a Prince (Knights of Valor Book 1)(44)

By the gods, he wanted her.

She was as bound to him as he was to her. The blessing and the curse of the Twins. He’d denied them long enough.

Savoring each moment, each touch, Eli spun out both of their pleasure. She was his, and he wanted her to enjoy all that there was between them.

He touched his lips to hers, soft and teasing as he feathered his fingers over the delicate skin of her breasts. Desire roared through him as her breath caught and she quivered under him. Her eyes closed, and she gave herself over to sensation. Gave herself over to him.

He skimmed his fingertips over the swell of her breasts and watched their rosy peaks furl. His lips followed, trailing kisses over the swollen globes. He paused, teasing her tender flesh before wrapping his lips around one of her pert nipples.

Her head fell back, and she whimpered as he suckled. The feel of her soft and eager beneath him seared his senses and fueled his desire.

She clung to him and urged him on. Urged him to take more.

But he wouldn’t let her rush him. Eli took his time and savored the way her breath hitched as he kneaded her sensitive globes, taunting and teasing the tender flesh as he laved first one peak and then the other.

She held him even as she surrendered and offered him all he wanted.

And he wanted everything.

He palmed her swollen orbs as he lifted his lips from her then captured her mouth in a kiss.

She parted her lips, welcoming him in and inviting him to take more.

He thrust inside, his tongue meeting hers and dancing in a duet as old as time. She met him and matched him, her need filling him and demanding her give her more.

While his mouth took hers, Auburn’s fingers explored him. She stroked up his back, grazing her fingernails over his flesh before sliding down over his arms. She teased the sides of his chest then dipped lower, down over his hips before gliding up his back again.

Her exploration heightened his arousal, and he pressed her closer to him, the softness of her a sensual contrast against his hard frame.

She rubbed her breasts against his chest, and need flared at her touch. For all of her innocence, she incited his desire more than anyone ever had. He wanted her. Needed her.

Caressing the flushed silk of her skin, Eli reveled in the shiver of yearning that rippled through her. He teased his fingers over the swell of her hips, explored her rounded belly, and stroked the outer curve of her breast.

His kisses followed his hands, and he nibbled her heated flesh as he filled his senses with her. Her scent, an exotic mixture of vanilla and jasmine. The salty-sweet taste of her flesh under his tongue. The melody of her soft sighs and gentle moans.

He teased his lips along the smooth column of her neck and down her collarbone. He dipped lower, trailing molten kisses over her soft mounds and teasing her rosy peaks.

“Eli,” she whispered as she threaded her fingers through his hair.

He grinned then caught her lips with his, thrusting inside her mouth as his tongue mimicked a far more intimate act.

A low moan escaped her as he palmed her breasts and teased his thumbs over her nipples. She arched beneath him, filling his hands with her as she clung to him against the onslaught of sensation he heaped upon her.

Eli amplified her need as he caressed the flushed skin of her shoulders and teased down the length of her spine, pressing her against him.

He lifted his mouth from hers, and she whimpered as her eyes fluttered open. He stared into her cornflower-blue gaze, a smile curving his lips at the sight of her copper hair haloed around her, her milk-pale skin flushed with desire, and her arms wrapped around him, exposing her completely and totally to him.

His grin deepened as he teased heated kisses along her throat and down the curve of one swollen breast, the soft moans slipping from her lips as intoxicating as any drug. He fastened his mouth around one pert nipple and suckled.

She gasped, her head falling back and her eyes closing.

Cupping her other breast, he stroked its ruched peak with his thumb and forefinger as he continued to taunt and tease the first with his lips and tongue. He lifted his head and flicked his tongue over her nipple, then turned to the other. He fastened his mouth on it as he laved it with his tongue before suckling.

“Eli,” she begged as she writhed beneath him.

He understood her need and slid his knees between hers, parting her as he continued ministering to her swollen breasts. He stroked the gentle curve of her thighs, and she opened herself to him, offering him more, offering him everything he wanted. Everything she wanted him to take.

He teased his fingertips up, tracing her thighs and the soft curls at their juncture. He cupped her, his hand rubbing against the hidden little nub as he slipped a finger into her hot silken sheath.

“Eli,” she begged as her thighs opened for him and her hips moved in time to his gentle thrusts.

Her virginity again stopped him, but now she’d chosen him. She was his. His to love, his to protect, his to pleasure.

He drank in her soft moans and gentle sighs, watching her body move in the most ancient of dances as he stroked her core. As she started the climb towards the golden halo of fulfilled desire, Eli withdrew his hand and eased between her parted thighs, her slick softness beckoning him.

Her eyes widened as he touched her in the most intimate of ways, his weight pressing her into the bed.

He took her mouth again, his thumb and forefinger teasing her heavy breasts as he pressed against her soft entrance. Eli focused her attention on her taunt nipples, teasing them as he kissed her.