Finding the Blood Assassin [Lords of the Expanse 3] (Siren Publishing Allure) by Honor James Page B

rubbed his cheek to her chest before turning his face to inhale her scent, his lips brushing over her throat gently. If he could have a moment in time to always remember, to have to keep him warm on his missions, to give him hope, this would be it right here with Jamison.
    Her fingers moved in his hair, lightly combing through it. “Good morning, Raven.” The gentleness of her fingers in his hair was something she was always willing to give him, she moved slowly as if memorizing each moment, each detail of him. “Did you sleep well?” She knew that he had, he had slept the whole night without moving an inch.
    Nodding slowly, he stroked a finger over her nipple gently, making her body shiver in response. “I did sleep well,” he said, his voice a rough and grating sound. Swallowing hard, he cleared his throat slightly. “I didn’t mean to sleep on you the whole time, though. Can you even feel this half of your body?” he asked, concern lacing his deep voice. After all, he was not a small man by any means, so she understood why he might be a little concerned.
    Her voice came out as a husky purr when she spoke again. “I think you should touch me all over, see if you can get a response from my body, Raven. I think that you need to nibble and lick your way over, just to make sure that I can still feel that is.”
    Her suggestive tone had his body leaping to attention, and he found he couldn’t find a single reason to refuse such a blatant and obvious ploy. Nipping at her throat gently, he slid his hand down her body as he moved his leg. Cupping her mound, he rubbed his palm against her already damp pussy even as he began to move, his lips gliding down her body, his tongue flicking out to tease her flesh.
    Her hand stayed in his shaggy hair, her grip tightening and guiding him over her body. “There.” She halted his progress when he paused just over her belly. “It feels so good when you run your tongue and teeth down the line to my navel, please,” she begged softly.
    Doing as she asked, he licked and nibbled down the line of her navel. Moving back up, he ran the flats of his fully extended fangs back up with a long lick of his tongue. Repeating the move several times, he worked his way a little lower each time. Finally reaching the soft flesh of her inner hip, he began to tease the soft skin there as he slowly rubbed his fingers along her wet pussy.
    “Raven, yes.” She panted and lifted her hips to meet his fingers. “Please. Do it,” she barked out roughly, the demand sharp in her voice.
    Growling at her command, he moved slightly until he could nuzzle at her inner thigh. Scraping his teeth gently at her very thin flesh that he found there. Pressing his fingers deep into her pussy, he sank his teeth into the dark vein on the inside of her thigh. Wrapping his hand around her leg, he held it so she didn’t jerk away from his bite.
    “Yes!” She sobbed out a scream, her hips jerking slightly against him. She gave a whimper, wiggling and trying to get closer to his fingers and mouth.
    Closing his eyes as her scent rolled over him, Raven pushed another finger into her slick pussy and spread them slightly to increase the pressure. Flicking his thumb over her clitoris, he drank for a moment longer before very carefully and very gently pulling his teeth from her body. Licking slowly over the twin marks, he ensured they were sealing before he moved away. Kissing his way up her body, he paused briefly to tease her breasts with his tongue before going the rest of the way and kissing her hard.
    She could taste herself on him and it excited her more than he could know. This was the man she was made for, was born for. Fingers fisted into his hair and tugged lightly to take his lips to her neck, and when he began to slowly move she whispered against his ear, “Raven, please.” She moved her mouth to nuzzle just behind his ear, hunger kicking in as well as need.
    Lightly sucking at her flesh, he teased her for a few