Chapter 41
Yasmin moaned in satisfaction when Ravi settled his weight over her. His thick arousal lay between them, and she couldn’t wait to have him inside her. The brief touch she had gotten had made her hungry for more. All of him. From his touch to his kisses to the heated yearning in his copper eyes.
His lips left a hot, wet trail along her jaw and throat. And then lower. He braced himself on his forearms on either side of her before lifting his head to look at her breasts. She felt her nipples harden as he stared. His pleased grin said it all.
Her breath caught in her throat when his lips locked around a turgid peak, and he suckled.
The pleasure shot straight to her center.
She moaned and arched her back to press her breasts against him.
His tongue swirled around the nub, causing her to grind against him.
She was so consumed by the need growing within her that she didn’t realize he had moved until he kissed down the center of her abdomen.
She watched him, torn between dragging him back to her breasts or pushing him down to her center. His eyes met hers as his fingers wrapped around the back of her legs and gently spread them. He slowly and leisurely skimmed his fingers along the insides of her thighs, stopping short of her sex.
Yasmin groaned in frustration. She couldn’t help it. She needed his touch.
He slid one finger from the top of her sex all the way down. She dropped her head back, her eyes falling shut at the pleasure the simple touch brought her.
“So wet,” he murmured.
His finger circled her entrance, but he didn’t penetrate her. She lifted her hips, a silent plea for him to give her what she wanted. But she should’ve known he wouldn’t give in so easily. His tongue replaced his fingers, lapping at the folds of her sex before licking upward to her swollen clit.
The first flick of his tongue nearly sent her off the bed.
She cried out at the exquisite torture. But that first touch was just the beginning of the amazing buildup of pressure low in her belly.
He put all his focus on her clit. It didn’t take long for him to tease until she was mindless and begging for release.
The orgasm crashed into her, taking her breath as pleasure rolled through her.
Then he slid a finger inside her and began moving it in and out.
Yasmin shouted as a second climax came amid the first. She was powerless to do anything but lay there shuddering with euphoria unlike anything she had experienced before. She drifted slowly to the present, her body still pulsating with aftershocks. Only then did she feel his finger still moving.
He added a second, and she felt another orgasm building already.
Ravi had nearly spilled at the sight of Yaz coming, combined with the tight walls of her body clamping around him. He slowly moved his fingers in and out of her, twisting them as he did. She moaned and rocked her hips for more. That was all it took to push him to the brink.
He withdrew his fingers and rose over her.
He guided his rod to her sex and ran it along her labia before finding her entrance.
She reached for him as she opened her eyes.
Their gazes locked as he pushed inside her.
He thrust and withdrew, thrust and withdrew, stretching her until he slid to the hilt.
She raised her knees, shifting him deeper. He braced his hands on either side of her. The feel of her wet heat was almost too much. He pulled out until only the tip of him remained before thrusting deep. Her moan mingled with his.
He kept his pace steady, only increasing when she began to lift her hips to meet his.
As his tempo surged, so did his desire. He drove into her hard and deep.
The sound of their bodies slapping together mingled with her cries of pleasure.
Nothing mattered but the two of them and the passion they had found.
Yaz stiffened, her nails digging into his back an instant before her muscles contracted around his cock. He felt and saw her pleasure. His orgasm rushed up, crashing into him. He shouted his release, continuing to pump his hips as she wrung every last drop from him.
Ravi was dazed when he came to. He dropped to his forearms and pressed his forehead against hers, her body still clenching around him.
Their labored breathing was the only sound in the room.
When he could string two thoughts together again, Ravi lifted his head and opened his eyes.
There was a smile on Yaz’s face that brought one of his own.
“That was indescribable,” she said.
“Aye.”
She shivered, and he realized there was a chill in the room.
Ravi gave her a soft kiss before pulling out of her.
He tugged back the blankets, situated her head onto one of the pillows, and then crawled in beside her.
She curled into his side, just as she had done in the tent.
Her hand rested over his heart, and he covered it with one of his as his other arm held her against him. Nothing had ever felt so right.
Ravi had no idea how long they slept. He woke, needing her again. He reached for her only to have Yaz shove the blankets away and roll him onto his back. Then she straddled him. His balls tightened when she brought his arousal to her entrance.
His hands rested on her thighs, their eyes locked as she slowly took him into her body.
She was unbelievably sensual. He thumbed her nipples until they were hard peaks as he began rocking her hips back and forth.
He massaged her breasts, letting them fill his hands.
His excitement and desire grew as he watched her. She was sexy, carnal.
And his.
At least for the moment.
He didn’t want to think about the future. Not when he had such a perfect and beautiful creature in his arms.
She began to ride him faster. He dug his fingers into her hips, urging her on. Her palms flattened on his chest as she leaned forward, the curtain of her hair draped to one side. He raised his head and latched his lips onto a nipple, sucking it deep. Her responding moan drove him mad with need.
He moved to her other breast and teased that nipple until she was moaning loudly. Yaz planted her hands on either side of his head and rocked up and down on his aching cock. He tried to flip her onto her back, but she refused to budge. She wanted to be in control this time.
She sat up and resumed riding him, rotating her hips in a way that had him groaning. She dropped her head back and ran her hands over her breasts as she moaned. He gripped her and lifted his hips to drive into her. She sucked in a breath.
“Again,” she demanded.
He repeated the move and pulled her down hard on his cock. Her thighs tightened against him. She cried out and gripped his wrists, lifting her head to look at him. Again and again, he plunged into her as she rocked her hips faster.
His orgasm was approaching swiftly, but he didn’t want to reach it without her. He licked his thumb and brought it to her clit to circle the nub. She came apart immediately, her cries filling the room. Ravi shouted her name as he came with her.
Yasmin closed her eyes as the water lapped around her.
Ravi’s chest rose and fell against her back.
His arms rested around her middle as if he needed to hold her there.
They caught snatches of sleep between their bouts of lovemaking.
Her body still tingled from him taking her from behind as the tub filled.
She couldn’t remember a time she had ever felt so sated. It had been a gamble entering his room, but one she was glad she took. He could’ve refused her. There had been a moment when she stood there staring at his magnificent chest when she thought he might.
They had done little talking, but she wasn’t upset about that. Each time she didn’t think she could climax again, he proved her wrong.
“Did you fall asleep again?”
She chuckled. “You’re the one who sounds near sleep.”
“I nearly am. How about I get us some food? You need your energy. I’m not finished with you yet.”
Yasmin shifted her head to look at him. He kissed her, causing her to grin. She loved that they couldn’t keep their hands off each other. “I am quite peckish.”
“Food it is,” he said as he sat them up.
She remained in the tub and watched him climb out to dry off. He had a magnificent body that she had touched and kissed every part of.
He looked up to find her staring and winked. “When I get back, I expect you laid out in the middle of the bed.”
“Maybe I want you laid out on the bed.”
He finished putting on his boot and walked to the tub. Placing his hand on the edge, he bent down to press their lips together. “I do like the way you think.”
Once he left, Yaz got out of the tub and drained the water.
She grabbed another drying cloth to wipe off her body.
She liked living among the Mountain Elves.
They were shy but kind once they got to know someone.
That was probably because they didn’t see many strangers.
She couldn’t say that always happened in Rannora.
Her thoughts halted when the door opened. Ravi entered with a tray piled with food. He flashed a bright grin as he bolted the door behind him.
“Your food, madam,” he said with a bow.
“Oh, I approve. Well done.”
He took her hand and brought her to the bed.
She dropped the drying cloth and climbed atop the mattress.
Ravi set the tray down and promptly removed his clothes.
She was too hungry to wait on him and dug into the feast. It wasn’t long before she was cold and attempted to crawl beneath the covers.
Ravi reached down to the floor and grabbed his shirt to hand to her.
Yasmin slipped it over her head, smelling him.
“It looks better on you,” he said between bites.
“Perhaps I’ll keep it.”
He grinned. “Consider it yours.”
They ate in comfortable silence. Finally, she asked, “Do you know what time it is? Not being able to see the sky is an adjustment.”
“It’s nearly dinnertime, which is why I was able to get so much food. As soon as I told them it was for you, they gave me anything I wanted.”
Yasmin chuckled. “They’re very generous.”
Ravi removed the nearly empty tray from the bed and pulled her against him before yanking the covers over them. She wiggled out of his shirt before lying on his chest once more.
“What will you do when you get back to Rannora?” she asked. Speaking of the future was probably a bad idea, but she was curious about his plans.
He blew out a breath. “Durga will want a full report. I’ll have to complete that before anything else.”
“Will she send you on another mission?”
“That’s usually how it goes.” He paused. “What about you? You’ve spoken about leaving Shecrish.”
She shrugged. “I don’t want to be hungry anymore. I don’t want the children to know that any longer either.”
“There is still the option of working for the DIA,” he said hesitantly.
Yasmin swallowed. “It would mean a lot of time away from the children. Who would watch them while I’m gone? If I’m going to care for them, I need to be there. They deserve that.”
“I understand.”
She wished she hadn’t brought up the future now. She didn’t want to think about their time ending at Navara or what she would do. Ravi’s choice was obvious. But she didn’t want to lean on him for employment or anything else. She needed to do that on her own.
At least they had the return trip to discuss different options. After that, she didn’t know what would happen. But they had time to talk about it.