Free Shadow of My Heart (Shadow-Walker Tribe Series) by Caryn Moya Block

clutched his head to her breast, not wanting him to stop. Her hands tangled in his shoulder-length black hair. He hummed, and the vibration tickled and scintillated her skin. Kissing his way across, he licked and kissed the other breast, giving it the same attention he had the first. His hair caused her skin to tingle, and overcome with sensations, she shivered.
    Raven loved how Cara reacted to his touch. She tasted sweet, and he thought he could suck her breast for hours. Reaching down, he stroked her belly and inner thighs, before dipping down to her mound. He found her wet and ready for him as he pushed his finger into her folds.
    “Yes, just like that,” Cara cried, rising up against his hand.
    He circled her clit and pushed a second finger into her. Cara gasped and shuddered. Raven could feel her tightening. He knew she was close. He rose up and removing his fingers, he replaced them with his shaft as he pushed into her. Slowly, giving her only an inch at a time, Raven teased her. Her eyes became dazed, and her body trembled. A flush rose slowly over her pale skin. Her head thrashed on the pillow. At that moment, he thought she was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. He pushed the rest of the way through her folds in one thrust, and Cara exploded, her muscles clenching and pulling him in. He withdrew and thrust again.
    “Oh, God, yes,” Cara cried out.
    Her words only encouraged him, and he lifted her hips to seat himself deeper. Then, he continued to pound into her, marking and claiming what was his. Cara tightened her hold on his shoulders, her nails digging into his skin. He felt her start to tremble, and her muscles began to tighten a second time.
    “Come with me, Cara,” Raven encouraged her. Then, taking her mouth, he parroted the motions of his body with his tongue, flicking in and out as his shaft penetrated and withdrew. Cara’s tongue dueled with his, and then she sucked his tongue deep into her mouth, refusing to release him. They ate at each other’s mouths, filling each other up and then withdrawing to lick and nip.
    Cara became as tight as a bowstring, then she flew apart, gasping. This time, Raven allowed himself to follow her, holding her tight against him, as he poured himself into her. They lay tangled and complete, their breathing ragged as they slowly came back down to earth.
    Cara looked up at Raven’s face, his chocolate-brown eyes dark with desire as he gazed at her. “Wow, that was just, wow,” she said.
    Raven chuckled and kissed her nose. “You do that to me—keep me in a state of amazement. Sometimes I can’t believe you’re mine.”
     
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    Raven hated to leave the next morning. As it was, with the time difference, he was late getting into the office. Mrs. Sloane looked up from her desk, her eyes twinkling.
    “Long night?”
    “Yes, but memorable.”
    “There are all kinds of rumors floating around the office. Seems that the cold and distant Mr. Darkwood is smitten. Want to give me the scoop?”
    “Since you ordered the flowers yesterday, what do you think?”
    “That Miss Cara Hamilton of Redondo Beach is a lucky girl.”
    Raven noticed the single red rose on Mrs. Sloane’s desk and quirked an eyebrow. “Did I buy you a flower too?”
    “No, not that I don’t deserve one, but this is from my secret admirer.”
    “You have an admirer here at work?”
    “Ever since I moved here after Kevin died. At first it was just little notes to brighten my day, or candy or something. For a little while, I thought it was you, but I realized right away that you would just hand them to me, not leave them in secret.”
    “Do you want me to ask Joe to find out who this is?”
    “Of course not. That would take away the fun of guessing. Besides, I’m pretty sure Joe knows who it is and isn’t worried. Joe keeps an eye on everyone.”
    “That’s true. Nothing gets by him.”
    “Leave it for now. When I’m ready to know who it is, I’ll tell you.”
    “All right, but if