Free DarykRogue by Denise A. Agnew Page B

gasped, wanting to beg for something.
Anything to stop this staggering pleasure that must surely be a sin.
    “You can.” His voice was a husky demand. “You will.”
    His fingers swirled over that sweet spot outside her pussy.
He then slipped two fingers deep inside and thrust with a steady, gentle beat.
Higher and higher sensations piled one upon the other. She ached deep, wanting
something she couldn’t define but didn’t want to abandon.
    Rayder pushed her to the edge with the steady movements of
his fingers as he touched her inside, caressing over tender surfaces that
tingled and ached.
    She didn’t understand what she wanted, and she wriggled,
grasping at his shoulders with desperation. “Please. I need…”
    A low growl left his throat, and she dared to open her eyes.
Red burned there. It should have frightened her, drove her out of his arms.
Instead, the conflagration within her rose higher and hotter. He lifted her
tunic, baring her breasts. She caught his hand and for a moment thought he’d
relent.
    Rayder’s eyes glowed and he took a deep breath. “So
beautiful.”
    He leaned forward and touched his tongue to one already hard
nipple. She jerked in reaction to the intimate caress. It was too much, too
sensitive, too incredible. He suckled her and returned to caressing her between
the legs. The combination of wonderful sensations threw her closer to the top,
until she fell into the abyss without looking backward.
    The rhythm caught her in its control, and his touch danced
again. She rose with the tempo and became part of the song, drawn upward until
she’d reached the tallest mountain and teetered on the precipice.
    He slipped his hand down her butt cheeks, and with one
finger teased her back entrance then dipped his finger partway inside. A hot
tingling throbbed outward from her womb to that tender button at the top of her
sex. As his fingers continued to plunder inside her creamy channel, the finger
teasing her back passage plunged deep.
    Startled and astonished by the pleasure, she came apart with
a gasping, shivering delight that shook her from the core outward. She’d never
felt anything as glorious and beautiful, and it took her breath away. She cried
out at the apex, unable to control her delight. As her breath came in gasps, he
withdrew his fingers and released her breast. Dazed, she tried to catch her breath.
Xandra stared at Rayder in fascination as the red remained.
    Rayder peppered gentle kisses to her lips, down her neck and
once more to her ear. “There’s more, but I’ll save that for our wedding night.”
Gently he released her and stepped over to the washing basin. After he’d washed
his hands, he strode back to the bed. He slipped under the covers and gestured.
“Come. Sleep beside me. I promise not to touch you again tonight.”
    She almost refused and said she’d take the chair, but
lightning sent a sharp dagger into the room and she started. The ship rocked
harder. Fear vaulted upward, and against her better judgment, she padded across
the floor to the bed. She crawled under the covers swiftly.
    Once she’d covered herself to the neck, she lay as far on
the other side of the bed as she could. She stayed stiff and unmoving. She
didn’t know what to think. What she’d just experienced with him threw her into
a tizzy of confusion. Taris’ touches, his groping, fumbling actions hadn’t
caused this type of pleasure. Only revulsion. Why was it so different with
Rayder?
    “Was that…” Embarrassment burned in her face. “Was that
sex?”
    “Yes.” His voice was gruff. “But there’s more. Go to sleep.
Tomorrow is an important day.”
    She licked her lips. “Nothing like that has ever happened to
me before.”
    “I guessed as much.”
    Surprised that he didn’t mock her, she asked, “Have you had
sex with many women?”
    “A few.”
    “And were they… Do they act the same as I?”
    “Act?”
    “That feeling? That strange and beautiful explosion that
caused me