Free Licked by the Flame by Serena Gilley Page A

condom,” she said.
    “I’m afraid you caught me off guard,” he said. “I didn’t bring any.”
    “Is that your way of saying you expect me to let you go on without one?”
    “No, it’s my way of saying you’re welcome to keep your pants on while we do this. I don’t need you naked to make your toes curl.”
    There was a little bit of a challenge behind his words. She was half tempted to let him prove what he said, but the other half of her didn’t need proof. She knew he could do exactly what he said.
    “That’s okay,” she said. “I plan to be the one making your toes curl, and I’ve got condoms in my bag.”
    That was just a happy accident. She still had a stash in her bag from the last trip she’d taken with the previous tattooed asshole who had occupied her time. The one who made her think he cared about her but then took off as soon as she needed something other than sex from him. It was a valuable lesson learned and she wasn’t going to be making those same stupid mistakes ever again.
    Even if she wanted to.
    She shifted off him, enjoying the view as he lay there sprawled on her bed with his eyes dark and smoky and his cock rising up into the moonlight like a bronze pillar. She couldn’t help but reach out and touch it again, stroking her fingers over the velvety sheath. He murmured in some unrecognized language and she gave in to the temptation to lean over and taste him. Not just a teasing kiss; she put her lips fully over him, letting her teeth graze him lightly as she sucked him deeper inside. Exotic. Tantalizing.
    She wanted more. As her tongue flicked around him, tasting and tormenting, the heat coursing through her was almost too much. Was it possible she might climax this way, simply from pulling him into her mouth? As the familiar wave of electricity threatened to sweep over her, she knew it was entirely possible.
    What kind of man was this? She didn’t care. She wrapped her fingers around the base of his cock, marveling at the size of the thing as she continued to suck and glide her mouth over him, first slowly and then progressively faster. It was as if she could feel every spasm of pleasure that was building up inside him. It was building up inside her, too.
    It was just a matter of who would succumb first. Damn, but she wanted to give in and focus on his hands that stroked over her body, toying with her breasts and leaving her marked by his heat. She wouldn’t, though. She would prove to him she could handle whatever he had to give her. Even if he’d hardly given anything and she was the one doing the work.
    Not that she minded. He tasted like fire, like raw, unfettered passion. She drew this passion from him, letting it swell inside her body as tangibly as if he had penetrated her and thrust over and over within her. Hell, just the thought of it made her quiver and go weak.
    Not weak enough to stop her ministrations, of course. With just a bit more pressure, she dragged his cock through her lips. She could feel the pulsing begin as he moaned. Yes, she’d done what she wanted. He was helpless under his climax now. She drove her lips over him again, taking him into her mouth and holding him there until he could hold his control no longer.
    He growled aloud, a deep, animal sound that made her thrill with excitement. Then he came. The waves rolled over him and she clung to him for dear life. She held him there, keeping him under her command until she knew he was finished.
    She’d done it. She’d won. She’d dragged a raging climax from him despite the way he made her go weak with the slightest of actions. She’d proven that she was in charge. She’d wrangled her own body into submission even as she’d done the same to his.
    That, in itself, was pretty damn orgasmic.

Chapter Six
    R aea buzzed her wings and glanced over at Kyne. They’d been gathered around the rough-hewn dining table in the cabin’s small kitchen area, listening to Baylor for some time now, and she could feel