Free The Wolf and the Druidess by Cornelia Amiri Page A

eyes. “Yes. I think you do. Let us go back to your roundhouse.”
    Hand in hand, they walked at a fast pace, nodding at a few people who went by until they reached the thatched hut. Once they passed through the door, Seren grabbed Gwydion by the shoulders, peered into his eyes, and asked the all-important question. “Did you say you loved me?” She held her breath, awaiting the answer.
    “With all my heart.”
    She leaned toward him and looked up to peer at his arresting face, strong chin, compelling eyes, and firm, sensual lips. His mouth covered hers in an all-consuming kiss, his lips tasted like warm honey.
    Gwydion raised his mouth from hers and he peered at Seren, her pulse pounded.
    “Does that kiss mean you love me too?” he asked in a low, smooth voice.
    “In truth it does.”
    As he waved his hand in front of her, Seren’s clothing vanished.
    She felt cool as she stood nude before him. “That trick of yours isn’t fair, but it does hasten things along. And that is good because I can’t wait. I need you now.”
    “But I want to go slow, to explore every inch of you,” Gwydion said in a deep, masculine tone.
    As he scanned her body, she felt the heat of his gaze. As she felt his warm fingers against the small of her back, he pressed his lips against hers. The wet kiss sent a delicious sensation spiraling through her. Easing his mouth off hers, he ran a trail of feathery kisses down her tingling neck.
    Gwydion slid his hands down to her breasts, her hot flesh tingled. Seren’s plump mounds throbbed when he squeezed them. His tongue whisked the erect peak, searing her nipples.
    He ran his hands across her stomach, his fingers left a trail burned into her skin. Gwydion dropped to his knees. Seren squirmed and let out a mew of pleasure as he swirled his wet tongue around her belly button.
    With fiery possessiveness, he grasped her hips and buried his face in her crotch. She trembled as his scorching tongue licked the folds. Her breath came in quick gasps as he sunk a finger inside her. Seren’s passage clenched as he stroked her to ecstasy. Between ragged breaths, she released a desperate moan. As she shuddered with pleasure, he gently withdrew his finger.
    “My turn,” Seren rasped.
    Releasing his tight grip on her hips, he stood. Seren’s heart hammered as she eased the white and gold-speckled druid robe off his broad shoulders. It fell to the floor. She slipped her hands to his tunic, pulled it off him and tossed it down. Gwydion shook his head and his cascading golden hair fell in place, streaming down his back. She grasped the belt at his flat waist, untied it and pushed his plaid pants down to his ankles. He stepped out of them and slipped his shoes off. Her gaze roamed over his deep blue eyes, smoldering with fire, the powerful set of his shoulders, his chest rippling with muscles and down his firm torso to the thick, rigid flesh of his loins.
    She pressed her hands against his hard chest, splayed her fingers and stroked his bare skin. After skimming her palms down the sides of his body, in a serpentine motion, she gripped his sturdy thighs. Her pulse quickened, as she dropped to her knees before him. Seren wrapped her fingers around the hot, slick flesh of his bulging cock. He groaned as she stroked the fiery flesh, sliding her hand up and down from base to tip. Opening her mouth, she stretched her lips over the fullness of his arousal. As she suckled the smooth, hard flesh, he rocked against her mouth and released an uninhibited moan of satisfaction. When she eased her lips off his hard cock, Gwydion knelt down so they were both on their knees. He pushed her onto her back and moved over her, so her thighs nestled between his.
    Fiercely, his mouth covered hers and his moist lips twisted over hers. She met the press of his lips as her mouth subtly thrust against his. His tongue grazed the softness of her mouth and slid between her parted lips. Seren moaned as he plunged his wet tongue in and out.