Eve Langlais (21 page)

Ooh, that sounded promising
, Suzie thought with a shudder. But when he started to undress her, Suzie suddenly went rigid.

“What’s wrong?” he asked.

How to explain she didn’t want him to see her nude? A moment ago, lost in the moment, she’d forgotten that her body wasn’t an unblemished canvas. If he saw her completely, in the light, stretch marks, loose tummy and all, would his desire shrivel?

“Can we turn out the light?” she asked hesitantly.

“Why?” he asked, confused. “I want to see every inch of you.”

Suzie blushed. He was going to make her spell it out. “Pregnancy left its mark on me and, well, to put it bluntly, it’s not pretty.”

Hunter chuckled. “Suzie, all women get those marks. It’s nothing to be ashamed of. Would you turn from me because I have scars from battle?”

“Well no, but it’s different,” she insisted.

“Really?” he said, turning around. “See that white scar up on my shoulder? I got that in a fight with an ogre. And this one,” he said, lifting his leg onto the bed. “On my calf here, from a goblin.”

“But your scars make you sexy,” she said. “My stretch marks and stuff are just ugly.” Heck, if she couldn’t stand to look at it in the mirror, how could she expect him to?

“Let me prove to you that I love your body as it is.”

Suzie looked into his eyes, and she wanted to believe, wanted to so bad. Wasn’t it best if she found out now? Hiding her body from him now only to have him reject her later because it might hurt more.

Well, it would hurt now if he did, but Suzie hadn’t completely given her heart over yet. Had she?

Slowly, she nodded her head yes.

She closed her eyes and only trembled slightly when he undid the buttons down the front of her gown. He tugged down on her dress, and she lifted her hips so he could ease it off her, leaving her in only her chemise. He slid the straps of her chemise down her arms, and she helped him slide it off, as well, eyes clenched tight, holding her breath. The cooler air in the room and his silence made her skin goose bump.

Suzie almost jumped when she felt a light caress on her stomach. Her eyes fluttered open. He bent over her tummy, intent blue eyes watching her face. When he saw her looking, he dipped and, again, lightly kissed the stretch marks that ran across her rounded tummy. Suzie sighed. With the tip of his tongue, he traced them.

“Do you know what I see when I look at you?” he asked, his low voice making her shiver.

Suzie didn’t answer, just watched him as his tongue circled around her belly button, making her breath hitch and halting her thoughts.

“When I look at you, I see a woman who is a mother. A beautiful woman who bears the proud signs of having birthed two healthy and beautiful children.”

Suzie felt her eyes get wet.

His head moved up her body, his breath lightly fanning her breasts, making her nipples pucker. He brought a hand up and cupped the heaviness of her breast and brought his mouth down to it so he could kiss lightly around her areola.

“Here, I see a woman who fed her children the most precious of ambrosias. Who gave of herself instead of relying on a bottle,” he said seriously. Then, his lips quirked in a grin. “Not to mention beautiful breasts for me to play with!”

Suzie screeched at him and rolled away, then giggled.
God, he is so irresistible.

Hunter crawled on the bed, mock growling at her. “Come back here, wench. I have been dying to play with those since I’ve met you. You have an incredible bosom, big and soft the way I like them. Who needs tiny, perky ones? I like a big handful that I can take in my mouth and squeeze in my hands.

Perfect breasts, just like yours.”

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Suzie laughed and felt, wonders of all wonders, beautiful. How could she not with evidence of his desire in eyes and in his already swollen shaft.

“You’re bad.” She laughed. Laughter in the bedroom, what an odd concept. She’d never known lovemaking could be playful.

“You have no idea,” Hunter said solemnly, but the twinkle in his eye gave him away. “But I intend to show you. Now come, wench. I’ve waited long enough to see you wet,” he said, waggling a brow at her. “I’ll not wait any longer.”

Suzie jumped off the bed, ran into the bathroom, and stopped dead.
Wow! Now that’s a tub
, she thought, eyeing the mini swimming pool sunken into the floor. Large enough for several people with benches running around the inside of it. Hmm, she could definitely think of some things she’d like to do to him here too!

Hunter came up behind her, his hard body pressing up against her backside. Suzie bent over, her rounded bottom thrust up, and wiggled against him as she turned on the tap. His hands shot out and grabbed her around the hips, and he rubbed himself against her. The hardness of his shaft poked at her bottom.

“By the higher powers, Suzie, stop that, or we’ll never make it in the water.”

Suzie wiggled again, then straightened and moved away from him. She stepped into the tub and went to the far side to sit down. Hunter watched her, his shaft jutting out like the prow head of a ship from his body.

She crooked her finger at him, beckoning him closer—where had this wanton side come from? He climbed into the rapidly rising water. Kneeling in front of her, the water covered most of his body—

unfortunately—but it did nothing to hide the smile in his eyes and on his lips.

Without taking his eyes from hers, he reached back and shut off the water. Suzie watched him, body tightening in anticipation. His hands came up, and he cupped both of her breasts, fondling them almost reverently. He leaned forward and brushed his mouth across both of them, his slight bristle creating a pleasant friction against her delicate skin. Suzie shivered. He smiled wide.

He opened his mouth and lightly touched her already erect nipples with the tip of his tongue. Suzie closed her eyes and let her head fall back. Oh God. She wanted to grab his head and push her breast into his mouth, but he had other plans, and she wanted to see what they were. He licked her hard nub, first the left, then the right. His slippery tongue made her squirm on the seat.

She almost came again when he finally closed his mouth around it, sucking in a large mouthful of her round globe, tugging it hard and grazing it with his teeth. A jolt of pleasure zinged right down to her groin and made her cry out. Suzie couldn’t help it. She grabbed his hair and ground his face harder into her chest. She felt a vibration as he chuckled around his mouthful. He stopped sucking the one side only to repeat the torture on the other.

Suzie was incoherent. She could hear someone making sighing and little breathy sounds, surely not her. She lay back, unable to stop moaning at the feel of his mouth and tongue laving, sucking, biting her tender flesh. When he stopped, she opened her eyes a slit—
please don’t stop
, she thought. Then, felt his hands cupping her buttocks and floating her up, bringing her level with his mouth. Surely, he wouldn’t.

He did. His tongue lapped at her, and Suzie screamed as a tiny orgasm ripped through her. No one had ever done that to her before, and it was amazing. No, beyond amazing, utterly fan-freaking-tastic!

He spread her with his tongue, flicking her clit with his tongue before delving deep inside of her. Suzie thrashed in his grip.

“Please. Please. Please.” She gasped.

When she thought she’d die on the spot, he finally lifted her up out of the tub, but they didn’t go far.

He held her up, effortless, and leaned her back up against the wall. Suzie wrapped her legs around his waist as he plunged himself inside of her. Hands gripping her ass, he pumped her. His unbelievable 81

strength kept them upright while he plowed her. Already close to the brink, it didn’t take much pumping before she died and went to heaven.

Suzie screamed as her body clenched and convulsed around his throbbing shaft. It was like the orgasm that never ended, and with each stroke, she felt her body ripple.

With a bellow, he drove into her pliant flesh one last time, his body rigid, as he found his pleasure inside of her.

Suzie lolled against his body like a rag doll. None of her muscles wanted to work and were gripped in a pleasant lassitude that she never wanted to end.

He stumbled back to the tub, which was thankfully still warm, and sat down in it with her on his lap.

She opened her eyes when she felt a cloth sliding over her skin. He bathed her, washing her body with a tenderness she’d never known, not even at her mother’s hands.

“Are you okay?” he murmured.

“I might never be able to move again, but other than that, I feel great.”

“Don’t take this wrong, but I’ve been with a lot of women, and I have to say, it’s never been that good.”

No way
, Suzie thought. He had to be putting her on. She’d barely done anything, so how could she be the best?

Some of her thoughts must have shown in her face for he said, “You don’t believe me. You think it’s some kind of line. I can promise you, I never lie. Can you honestly tell me that you ever felt that way before?”

Well, actually, no she hadn’t. Sure, she and Damian had been together, but he’d never made her come like that. Never made her feel like the whole world exploded in her body. She’d always assumed that the problem was with her. That she expected too much.
Turns out Damian just wasn’t as good a lover as
he thought he was. Ha!

“I guess I’ll just keep having to prove it to you,” he said with a cocky, self-assured grin, lifting her dripping form from the tub.

Mmm, those muscles definitely were good for a lot of things. She could understand now why so many women liked to swoon in the romance novels she read from time to time. Being carried around like a delicate damsel was definitely arousing.

After wrapping a towel around them, he carried her back to the bedroom and fell with her on the bed. Suzie giggled as he attacked her with the towel and rubbed her dry. Once dry—and her hair fluffy—she grabbed the towel from him and returned the favor. But her brisk rubbing of his body turned soft as she became entranced by the sight of all his bare skin. Soon, she’d lost the towel and, instead, skimmed her hands over the ridges of his body, exploring him like an archeologist on a new dig.

But her hands weren’t enough. She needed to taste him.

She straddled his stomach and looked at him. He grinned and placed his hands behind his head.

Time for her to play.

Suzie started with his chest. Laving it with her tongue. Swirling her tongue around his pecs and then nipping his flat nipples. She felt him tremble. She slid down his body, but something hard blocked her way.

How was it possible for him to be ready again so quickly? Suzie climbed off of him and parted his legs so she could kneel between them. She looked at his jutting manhood, amazed that it had even fit.

She reached a tentative hand out and touched it.

She gave a small cry when it jerked at her touch. She looked up at him and saw him watching her, but he wasn’t smiling anymore. His eyes smoldered again, and she could see his muscles corded tight as he tried to feign nonchalance.

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This time, when she grabbed him, she held him firmly. He felt so hot in her hand, and he pulsed.

Like a second heart, she could feel it thumping in her palm. She slid her hand up to the tip and down.

He sighed.

She leaned down and, still working her hand up and down, she licked the tip. He bucked, and she smiled, the satisfied smile of a cat who’d gotten into the cream. She licked him again, all around the tip and down to the base of his shaft. That got her a tortured moan.

Then, she did something she’d never tried before. She slid him into her mouth, not too deep, he was quite big, but enough that he let out a hoarse shout.

“Suzie,” he moaned, his hands reaching down to twine in her hair. “If you don’t stop that, you’re going to do me in.”

But Suzie wasn’t quite done. She sucked him, feeling that strange pulse on her lips and tongue. Just knowing she drove him wild had made her wet again. She didn’t torture him for long. It was simply too arousing. Leaning up, she straddled him and lowered herself on him.

Oh God, he felt even bigger inside her like this. She rocked on him, the motion sending jolts of pleasure right through her. She felt his hands grab her hips, and he thrust up into her. He helped her find a rhythm that soon had her panting and sweaty, her boobs jiggling, as she came closer and closer. . .

He came first this time, and she could feel him inside her as he did so. His shaft pulsed hard, which in turn, made her shiver and orgasm around him.

Suzie collapsed on him. Oh God, that was it. She’d definitely never move again.

Hunter chuckled.

“What’s so funny?” she asked, still trying to catch her breath. If he made one remark about her boobs bouncing around, she’d smack him.

“I can’t believe you got my sword to go so quickly again. That’s a record even for me. I mean two, okay, but three? I should have needed a rest, maybe some food. You are amazing.”

“Oh.” Suzie glowed at the backward comments. Then, she lifted her head. “Wait, did I hear you call it your sword?”

Hunter grinned. “Hey, I figure anything on my body that’s got a mind of its own deserves a name.

What should I have named him instead?”

Suzie grinned. “How about Excalibur? Or hey, how about the ram?”

Hunter mock growled at her. “Are you mocking me, woman?” He dove on her, fingers stretched, and found every ticklish spot she had. Suzie howled and squirmed under his torturous fingers. But she got him back when she licked a finger and stuck it in his ear.

He recoiled with a look of shock. “Enough, you win,” he said, chuckling.

“Wet willies always win,” said Suzie, happier than she’d ever been in her life.

Hunter laughed and rolled her so she was snuggled at his side in his arms.

“Promise me you’ll be here when I get back,” he said, suddenly serious.

“I promise,” Suzie replied. She’d worry about her jobs, their things, the house, later. Right here, right now, being in his arms felt so right. And if he wanted her to stay, then stay, she would. She didn’t think she could give him up. Somehow, somewhere along the line, she’d fallen in love. And while he hadn’t said the actual words, his actions spoke volumes about his feelings for her.