Flame Thrower (19 page)

He matched her sounds when he felt her body tremble and growled when he realized just how close she was. He changed his angle and dragged across her clit, wanting to feel her release before he lost his ability to remain in control. His moment approached and that increased his attention. “Princess, let go,” he said through tightly clenched teeth.

Hearing those words were like a key in her lock and she felt her body release whatever energy was building. She gripped his shaft in a tight hold that had Ryan screaming in utter pleasure as she came hard, bathing him in her fluid.

“Tillian,” he cried her name. In the very next heartbeat, he felt his own burning fire as he released into her body in wave upon wave of ecstasy. Ryan gently bit down on her shoulder to keep from releasing the explosion of fire that licked at his mind to be set free. It hummed in his skull and pulsated through his body turning his flesh hot. The hearth erupted again sending embers onto the stone floor when he finally channeled the energy there, unloading it completely. Large flames shot forth bathing them both in an intense orange light. It was the most powerful orgasm he recalled ever having and he felt his legs cramp down to his toes as his body released more and more into her.

Both wheezed from their efforts and were covered in a good amount of sweat—drenched was a better word for the room was absolutely scorching hot. Tillian’s face was flushed with her violent release as well as Ryan’s. Those little sparks in his eyes continued to flicker and then fade. He shook from the effects of that release and could still feel her inner walls fluttering with tiny aftershocks. It was too much and he gently pulled from her depths with regret and looked into her flushed face.

“You are amazing, Tillian. Perfect in every way, and absolutely pure in my eyes. That was the most wonderful experience.” Ryan snuggled up to her on the bed and cradled her to his chest, where he traced little magic sigils of protection along her back. He wanted this woman kept safe and away from any harm, because he wanted her for the rest of his life.

“Did you enjoy that?” he tenderly asked as he pulled her tightly to his body and buried his face in her hair inhaling deeply. He could become addicted to her, especially when she smelled like his home. He hoped she would use that honey scent so traditional in Yorath forever. It marked her as his and he liked it.

“Yes,” but she hesitated.

Hearing concern in her voice, he shifted in order to look at her.

“It’s not what you think. I’m just trying to reconcile my feelings at the moment. That felt amazing and I very much enjoyed it.”

“What are you reconciling then?” he asked softly, concerned by her response.

“I don’t deserve this. I don’t deserve you. I know what you said earlier, but in the end I’m still what my Father made me to be, a whore. I don’t deserve your love or this tender union.” After she finished speaking, heaving sobs suddenly stole her ability to say anything else.

He kissed her softly and touched her face with his hand. “Yes, you do. Do I need to show you again?”

Between her sniffles, she laughed. “Yes, I think you do.”

For the rest of the evening, Ryan showed Tillian what if felt like to be loved, really loved. By the third time, both were exhausted and he was rather pleased he’d been able to perform that long in order to prove it to her that she deserved this. It wasn’t until much later when he finally got her to admit it without guilt. They were sprawled on his massive bed with the bed sheets strewn all around while their bodies recovered.

Ryan was only able to roll his head in her direction and caught her watching him closely. “I’ll be honored if you would let me do that to you every day for the rest of your life,” he said and watched the smile that brightened her face in reply.

“It would be my pleasure to allow you that honor,” Tillian replied with just a hint of tease thrown in.

“Do you still feel any guilt at sharing this with me?” he tentatively asked.

Her eyes shone bright giving him his answer. “No, not one bit.”

That was all he needed to hear.

She interrupted his private celebration when her stomach rumbled loudly. “I’m starting to wonder if you’ve forgotten about that second dinner you said you’d have brought up. I’m starting to regret I didn’t eat earlier. Maybe you should start your payment for my stay, kind Sir.”

His brows lifted in question then a loud laugh burst forth. “You want me to cook for you now?”

“You said you could do more than breakfast did you not? I think it only fair since you just burned up all my energy.” Her words were teasing and light.

“I’m not cooking for you now. I need to save my energy for later. Let me just have food brought up.” With that he rang a bell and at the same time, he grabbed a sheet and tossed it over both of them just as his servant entered.

Kincaid walked in and skidded to a halt when he first scented the air. His face burned red when he realized what he just walked in to. Not knowing what to expect, he proceeded slowly and with caution.

“Ah Kincaid, excellent. Will you have the cook make us a light snack?” Ryan asked as if lying in a bed naked with a completely ravaged woman snuggled on his chest was an everyday occurrence.

“Of course, Sir.” Kincaid stared in shock until he remembered himself. “R-r-ight away.” He bolted from the room quickly without being disrespectful.

When they heard the door slam closed, Ryan chuckled. “I think we scared my servant. Let’s hope it didn’t scar him too badly,” Ryan said in an amused tone. “I don’t ever entertain women and this most likely was a scene he will wish he never saw!” Ryan snickered now at his own joke, and Tillian couldn’t help but join in.

“I’m glad you decided to stay with me,” he whispered.

“You make it really hard to want to leave, Ryan,” Tillian said against his chest. After the second time they’d made love, she realized she’d do anything for Ryan and that he’d officially and irrevocably stolen her heart. There wasn’t anything he could do that would scare her. She had another thing coming, because she had no clue about his intentions.

* * * *

Tillian tossed her head to the side, fighting wakefulness. She wanted to sleep longer and snuggle with Ryan before she forced herself to face her day. When she reached over to his side of the bed she found it cold, which forced her eyes open instantly.

Due to the thick velvet curtains half covering the large windows, the room remained dark. Even in the dim light she could see he wasn’t here and Tillian couldn’t help the disappointment she felt. That was, until the door burst open and Ryan emerged carrying a large tray of food.

“Ah, I see you’re finally awake. Excellent timing, for your first payment is served.” He positively glowed with excitement.

Tillian rubbed her eyes and scooted closer to the end of the bed to get a look at what he had piled on the tray and squealed in delight. He had made crepes, which were her favorite. “How did you know?”

“I didn’t. Gretta suggested it because it is a staple in Folkyn and so I made it. I have fresh fruit from the orchard and a little chocolate that just arrived last week. Come, enjoy your payment, love.”

Ryan set the tray down and pulled out a chair. She approached wrapped in a sheet and sat down while he built a few different types of crepes for her and rolled them into little tubes drizzled with a sweet cream sauce. They looked fabulous and she just couldn’t believe he’d cooked them himself. “You really made this? You’re not trying to fool me, right?”

“Absolutely not, I made them from scratch.” He sat and filled a plate for himself. “When I was young, my mother used to punish me by making me sit in the hot kitchens while I ‘thought about what I did,’ but little did she know that I didn’t see it as punishment. Over time, I paid attention and charmed the cooks to let me help. My mother never knew until one day she walked in while I was covered in flour and kneading bread for the evening meal.”

Tillian laughed between bites of food. “I can only imagine she was angry at being thwarted. How old were you?”

“Ten. That was before I was sent to Lysban to study at the Mage Order’s University until I was twenty. Even there, I continued to find my way into the kitchens to learn all that I could.”

That earned another laugh. “This is quite good, Ryan. Thank you.”

“You’re welcome. Now, are you through?” he asked, taking the empty plate from her hand.

“Do I have a choice?”

“No.”

Ryan had her back in bed for a morning round of love making now their bodies were rested and fed. Satisfied she was properly ravaged again, Ryan allowed them both to take a light nap, because he was in no hurry to leave this room.

Hours later, Tillian woke satisfied and happy. To her right slept Ryan, who at the moment stretched out with one arm wrapped around her shoulders and the other tucked under his head while he held her pinned tightly to his chest. The sheets were loosely gathered around his left leg, exposing his right so she could admire his physique.

Years of training had honed his body into a lean-shaped vessel, with each muscle chiseled into his large frame. Her sight danced over each curve trailing up higher until she felt a flash of arousal for what she saw at the apex of his thigh. She gently pulled the sheet and it slid off his very hard erection that pulsed with the beat of his heart. Tillian checked quickly but saw his gorgeous face was relaxed in slumber, so he wasn’t awake yet.

She detangled herself from his embrace and watched when he adjusted to missing warmth. A slight frown curved his lips before he sighed into his slumber. Never before had she seen such a handsome man and never in her wildest dreams did she envision she’d be naked in bed with him. She now sat beside him and tentatively caressed his erection, curious to have her own fun. She’d not yet explored his body and was surprised at how satin soft the skin was. It amazed her that this gave her so much pleasure and decided she’d return the favor.

Tillian eyed his body again and swallowed, not sure she had the courage to do this willingly. Then she remembered she wanted to do this for Ryan and all hesitation evaporated like smoke. For Ryan she would do just about anything.

His body responded immediately to her hand and she could feel his pulse beating strong. She stroked a few times and paused when Ryan shifted in response. It was now or never. If she didn’t do this, she never would. Tillian took a deep breath and leaned down to accept his shaft into her mouth and gently sucked. She realized it didn’t taste as awful as she’d remembered from her assailants, so sucked harder reveling in the enjoyment of it.

She opened her mouth wider to envelop more and experimented by running her tongue over the soft skin while he slid in and out until she had worked a good portion deep within her throat. She lost herself in the feeling, again comparing it to her other experiences, and found this much more enjoyable. Having control over this made the difference and having the desire to please someone made it worthwhile.

Her mind rattled off the difference while she continued. First, Ryan tasted divine unlike Harri who always seemed to need a bath. Next, he was soft in her mouth, sliding effortlessly in and out; Harri always was rough. Lastly, he fit perfectly, unlike the others who seemed to be content with choking her until she gagged.

Opening her eyes she chanced a look to see if he had woken and met his searing brown eyes that watched her with an intense desire and a little confusion. Those little flickers of light were back in his irises while he watched her lavish his body with her mouth. She abruptly released him and smiled meekly while she wiped her mouth. “Sorry.”

“Don’t stop. That felt incredible,” he said with a voice scratchy with desire.

“Really?” Tillian proudly grinned.

“Really.”

Seductively, she leaned down for more and captured his shaft within her mouth again. She began sensually moving up and down, while releasing little moans of pleasure that only vibrated against his skin.

Ryan growled. He could barely resist grabbing her hair with his hands and tried not to shove her head farther, deeper, faster because she was doing a fine job on her own. He knew she needed this moment to show him how she felt, so didn’t take over in any way. If she didn’t stop soon, though, he would explode in her mouth and he wasn’t sure how she felt about that.

He groaned out between heavy breaths letting her know he was close. It only encouraged her to increase her pace. Tillian experienced a new frenzy and found his tip and sucked hard, thus tilting him over the crevice and into an earth shattering orgasm. Ryan growled out her name releasing into her mouth and was shocked when she didn’t resist the offering.

When she finally sat up with a very pleased expression on her face, he sighed. “That was an incredible way to wake up.” He looked relaxed and quite satisfied at the moment with his hair ruffled and his eyes still glowing.

“Hope you had a good rest?” Tillian was pulled into his embrace and kissed thoroughly until she was breathless. When he released her it was only long enough for him to roll her onto her back with his imposing body poised over her. She felt him start to recover already and smiled.

“Yes, I did. I have to say I’m finding being awake much more enjoyable, Tillie,” he answered, using a nick name he’d begun using sometime in the night. He pumped his pelvis into her leg in small thrusts.