CHAPTER22
Keiko was goingto kill him.Murder him for torturing her, making her need and want and go crazy with frustration because he was moving too damn slow—
Oh!
Oooohhh…
That felt so goooooooood…
Without thinking about it, she moved her hands to his head and held him in place.He rumbled, and the vibrations went straight through her, making her hips lift from the bed.Or at least they would have if Mace hadn’t been pressing her down.And for some reason, that made the sensations climb even higher.
“Mace,” she wailed as lights began to flicker behind her eyelids.
He chuckled against her most sensitive part, and just like that, she detonated.As a kaleidoscope of colors exploded in her head, her body tensed and shivered, her breath stopped, and all she could hear was the rushing of her own blood as it screamed through her veins.
Limp, she sank into the soft comforter.Her limbs were too heavy to move, but she managed to crack open her eyes.And her heart rate, which had only just been calming, shot back up at the sight in front of her.
Naked, Mace stood beside the bed, his hands on his hips, his eyes fixed on her.A thick, heavy erection pointed her way, making her mouth water.
Acting on instinct, she raised an arm toward him.“Gimme.”
His smile, slow and wicked, transformed him from a Viking marauder into a sex god promising untold pleasures.
Yes, please.
“Gimme,” she said again, but it lacked any real intensity, coming out as more of a suggestion than a command.She felt just too damn languid to put in the effort.
He cocked a brow at her as his large hand stroked his firm length.“Gimme what, princess?What exactly do you want?”
Wicked, wicked man.
“I want that.”Keiko pointed at his length.
“Where do you want it?”he teased.
With that, her brain overloaded.Did she want to taste him?Touch him?Have him inside of her?She couldn’t decide.
A low, dark chuckle met her confusion, and without warning, he bent over and sucked her nipple into his mouth.She moaned, losing herself in the feeling as lightning strikes danced over her body.Hands seemed to be everywhere all at once, caressing, stroking, kneading.Nails scraped, teased.Tongues and teeth tasted and tempted.
She felt warm, firm muscle beneath her fingertips.So strong…
All for her.
Hers.
Something clicked into place within her, but the feeling and recognition were soon forgotten under the barrage of sensations that Mace inflicted on her body.Powerful thighs pressed between hers, parting her willing legs.Lips trailed up her throat to her chin, to her mouth.His stubble rasped against her sensitive skin, and she loved it.Her hands grabbed his hips, trying to pull him closer, aware that he was far too strong and would move only when he wanted to.
“Please,” she begged.“I need you.”
“I know, princess,” he whispered against her mouth.“And you’re gonna get me.”
“Now?”She blinked, trying to bring his masculine face into focus.
“Now,” he murmured as his length entered her.
Slowly.Slowly.Agonizingly slowly.Filling her inch by inch until there was no Keiko and no Mace; there was only one being, joined completely.Lost in the swirl of sensual delight, she wasn’t sure where she ended and Mace began.All she knew was that it felt sublime.
And then he began to move.