Holly is getting away for the holidays but, both a Lios and a dragon are following her to her sanctum. Her cabin in the woods is no longer a safe haven when an insistent elf and the dragon of her dreams collide. Hard. Will the love talker be able to move fast enough to dodge the guardian of the ice portal, or will Santa have to step in to break up the fight? Find out, in Holding Holly. Book Six in the Sisters of Silverwood series.
He shifted her weight and she heard the coverlet get folded back. It was with some amazement that she figured out that he had used his tail to manipulate the fabric.
Perhaps I should take the lead?
He didn’t give her a chance to reply before standing her on the bedding and unwinding the fabric that still covered her from waist to ankle. Well, it had been covering her. Now she was quite naked, but not cold. The lust in his eyes warmed her in a way that outer coverings could never do.
Beautiful. More lovely than I could have imagined in a thousand dreams.
Pleasure and pride filled her at his thoughts, her chin lifted, shoulders went back and her stomach tightened in anticipation of his touch. He didn’t keep her waiting long. He trailed his fingers over her forehead, across her cheeks and down her jaw line to her throat. Inch by inch he caressed her, her position on the bed gave the effect of her being on a pedestal.
No part of her body was left untouched except for the soft folds of her sex, he saved those for last. He flipped her onto her hands and knees for that exploration. Holly was blushing to her roots, but he couldn’t see it.
He didn’t explore her with his hands, but he tasted her with the tongue that had kept her own entertained in their spine-melting kiss. Wet heat flared inside her, prompting more moisture as he lapped and lapped at her sex with mind-numbing attention. Her elbows shook as she tried to keep her torso on level with her hips, but she had to give up and lean her head on the bed. This had the effect of spreading her knees more and Kevik took full advantage of her opening to him. His tongue was dancing across her clit, swirling and flicking, then moving into her channel to lap and suck with fervent action. Her orgasm hit her like a freight train, knocking the breath out of her and sending her flat to the bed.
Soft kisses crept up her spine, across her shoulders and the back of her neck. When she could move again, she groaned loudly. The deep snicker near her ear was full of masculine smugness. It was well deserved.
Holly smiled into the sheets. She had never had a lover who had gone down on her before. It had been quite a revelation. Wow didn’t even begin to cover it.
Something prodded her backside, and she knew that it was the cock that had escaped her viewing in the ambient light of the room. His erection was leaving a wet trail along her hip and buttock. Out of reflex, she opened her thighs to accommodate him.
He took the invitation instantly, settling his chest against her back and his hips between her thighs, but scooping a hand under her to support her as he raised her to her knees again. His erection thrust against her opening once, twice, and then their combined lubrication let him inside her.