She might want to pretend that this was nothing more than duty, but her body was anxious to give him exactly what he needed.
Absorbing the electric energy that crackled over her skin, he skimmed his lips over her cheek and down the tender curve of her neck. He paused long enough to lavish attention on her straining nipples before he scooted downward, teasing her belly button with the tip of his tongue. She made a choked sound, her hands jerking from his hair so she could grip the sheet beneath her.
He chuckled, settling between her spread legs as he explored the rigid muscles of her lower stomach. The air was drenched with the scent of warm honeysuckle and his own male spice, combining to make a new, highly erotic perfume.
Delectable.
Using the tip of his tongue, he traced the delicate line of her hip. Then, as she made a choked sound of need, he tugged her legs farther apart so he could discover the satiny skin of her inner thigh.
She wasn’t as soft or curvaceous as his usual bedmates. Her body was honed with muscles and sinew that reminded him of a purebred mare. Perfect.
Sliding his hands beneath her tight ass, he angled her up, giving him perfect access to the sweet * that already gleamed with her arousal.
Ambrosia, he decided, licking through the thick honey. She gave a jerk at his intimate caress, her groan breaking the silence that filled the room. Tiege smiled in anticipation. He intended to wrench more of those enticing sounds from her throat.
Glancing up at her face that had lost the wary expression that constantly pissed him off, he dipped his tongue deep into her body, using her moans and sighs to guide him as he intensified her pleasure. Once, then twice, he urged her toward the cusp of orgasm, only to pull back before she could tumble over the edge.
He wanted her hot and needy and so lost in sensations she could no longer deny the passion that thundered between them.
Intoxicated by the taste of her sweetness, Tiege twirled his tongue around her sensitive clit. He intended to torment her for hours, but even as he settled in for the long haul, Sloane was taking matters into her own hands.
Reaching down, she grabbed his shoulders and with the strength that came from years of training, she was hauling him back up her body.
“No more teasing,” she growled.
“Haven’t you heard that good things come to those who—” He bit off his words with a low curse as she reached to wrap her fingers around his straining cock.
Her touch was firm, just short of painful as she gave him one hard pump. Her hand hit his swollen balls, squeezing them tight before she pulled her fingers back to the blunt head that was beaded with pre-come.
Okay. She was right.
Enough teasing.
Settling in position, Tiege tugged away her fingers before he was pressing his cock into the opening of her body and entering her with one slow thrust.
A rasping moan was torn from his throat. Holy shit. She was molten heat and exquisite tightness.
Perfection.
He forgot this was a feeding, even as he drank deeply of her power. Instead he concentrated on the exquisite sensations that shuddered through him as he pulled back his hips and plunged into her slick warmth.
Nuzzling a path down her cheek, Tiege nipped at the lobe of her ear, relishing the clean scent of her skin. Odd. He didn’t realize until this moment how much he detested the perfumes the concubines drenched over their bodies. Having his senses filled with the delectable woman in his arms, and not a choking cloud of incense and oils, only intensified his pleasure.
Nearly overwhelmed by the intense rapture jolting through his body with every thrust of his cock, he struggled to concentrate on the sounds of her soft moans and the rasp of her breath. There was no way in hell he was coming before this female found her own release.
Burying his face in the curve of her neck, he kept his pace slow and steady, his hands spreading her legs so he could find a deeper angle. Her nails scored up his back, her body arching as she neared her climax.
“Tiege,” she groaned. “Don’t stop.”
“Don’t worry,” he muttered in thick tones. “A fucking nuclear bomb couldn’t stop me now.”
Scattering kisses down her collarbone, he lowered his head to suck the tip of her nipple between his lips, increasing his pace and urging her legs to wrap around his hips.
Tiege heard Sloane cry out in startled joy, the pulse of her release seizing around his cock. He clenched his teeth, his hips surging until he was buried deep inside her as a shattering climax slammed through him.
The world disappeared as he rode out the storm of sensations that assaulted him. Then, with a low groan, he wrapped his arms around her quivering body and rolled to the side, pressing her against his chest.
A silence filled the room, broken only by their heavy breathing as they both struggled to recover from the explosive coupling.
It’s time to get on with the ceremony, a voice whispered in the back of his mind.