Obsessed (48 page)

When she finished, she raised her head and smiled at him. Wrapping her fingers around his erection, she moved her lips to his cock and blew warm breath over the head.

“Free me first.” Chains rattled as he shifted beneath her mouth. “I need my hands upon you.”

“Shhh.” Tierra flicked her tongue over his cock and a rush of air hissed through his teeth.”

“Release my bonds, wench,” he demanded.

“Who is the master now?” She smiled and slipped her lips over his erection, her eyes fixed on his.

Tierra licked and teased, bringing him to the brink of madness and then backing away before he reached release.

She rose up on her knees and he glared at the imp and said, “When I am free, I shall spank that fine ass of yours.”

“Fine ass?” Her smile became devious and then she turned so that her back was to him and she bent over so that she was on all fours. He swallowed hard at the sight of her swollen clit peeking from its folds.

“Tierra…” he said in a warning tone.

“Do you like this view, my Lord?” She slipped her fingers into her folds as she looked over her shoulder at him. Her eyes were heavy lidded while she slowly rocked her hips against her fingers. “Do you want to fuck me?”

Renn roared and jerked against his shackles. His cock was so hard it stood straight up, and his heart pounded against his ribs. “I must have you.”

“Good.” Tierra returned to him and straddled his waist, her ass pressed against his rod. She braced her arms to either side of his head and leaned forward. Her red tresses brushed his chest, the sensuous caress like flame to his already burning body. Honeysuckle and woman, her scent nearly overpowered him.

“You will pay,” he murmured as her lips brushed over his.

“Promises. Always promises.” She caught his bottom lip between her teeth and flicked her tongue over the captured flesh.

Renn struggled against his bonds, willing the links to shatter so that he might touch this lusty wench and fuck her ’til she screamed her pleasure. He thrust his tongue into her mouth, savoring her taste that only left him wanting more.

“Damn the fates,” he growled when she pulled away to look down upon him. “Free me, woman.”

“When I am ready.” She moved her mouth to his ear and flicked her tongue inside. “It is not often that I might see a warrior fine as you in shackles.”

“My cock is nearly bursting for you.” He groaned again as she trailed her lips along his jaw and kissed the scar on his cheek.

The scar tingled, the flesh tightened beneath her lips and tongue as she kissed the whole of it. She paused and raised her head, a puzzled look upon her beautiful face.

“Your scar.” Her brows furrowed. “It is…gone.”

“The power to heal old wounds.” Renn’s eyes met her surprised emerald gaze. “A gift similar to Anistana’s, surely. She had the power to heal my wounds when they were new, but she chose not to.”

Her look of amazement vanished as he thrust his hips, his cock poking her ass. “Now fuck me, wench,” he commanded.

She returned her attention to kissing him, ignoring his demand and taking her time to work her way from his neck to his chest. Slowly she licked a hot, wet trail down his muscled abdomen ’til she reached the tight curls around his cock.

“Tierra.” Her name was a threat through his clenched teeth. “Fuck me now or I shall spill my seed with your next touch.”

With a sultry smile she moved up so that her core was over his cock. “As I am now the master, you must refer to me properly.” A wicked glint flashed in her eyes. “You must beg and refer to me as ‘my Lady.’”

Renn thought he might pass into the netherworld if his cock was not in her quim. “Tease me no more.”

She braced one hand on his chest while grasping his staff in her other hand and placing it to the entrance of her channel. “I’m waiting, fine warrior stud.”

“Please, my Lady,” he growled, his eyes flaring.

“Mmmm, yes.” Tierra sighed with pleasure as she took him into her slick core. “Gods, you feel good inside me.”

He bucked his hips against her, hard. “Fuck me, Tierra.”

And she fucked him. Raising herself up and down on his cock, pounding against him. Her breasts bounced with every thrust of her hips. She tilted her head back and reached up to tweak her nipples as she rode his cock. “So good,” she murmured. “Can’t get enough of you inside me.”

She arched her back and after a fine thrust up from Renn she brought her hands down behind her to clench his buttocks, digging her nails into his muscular ass. Her face was covered in a fine sheen of sweat, her eyes glazed.

The walls of her core clenched around his cock, driving him closer to the brink of orgasm.

Tierra cried out and rocked against him as her orgasm hit her. The power of her climax was enough to make Renn come with a bellow.

Her breathing came in harsh gasps as she continued to ride him, drawing out his orgasm and her own ’til she collapsed against his chest. Their sweat mingled together, and he caught the smells of her juices and his semen.

When he could again speak, he murmured, “Might you set me free now?”

“Maybe.” Tierra laughed and raised herself to a sitting position on his chest, and she gave him a radiant yet mischievous smile. His cock, still lodged inside her, lengthened and hardened again.

Gods, would he never get enough of this woman?

With a sigh of satisfaction, Tierra eased Renn’s cock from her channel and rose to her feet so that she stood above him, astride his hips. His cock arched up from his belly, hard once again, and wet with her juices. Her thighs and core ached from being so well fucked since she met Renn, but it felt quite delicious.

She thought about teasing him a bit more, knowing she was bound to pay for her mischievousness—and realized she was looking forward to whatever “punishment” he would come up with.

“Tierra.” He sounded as though he was struggling with his patience. “The cuffs. Remove them if you please.”

“I please.” Smiling, she turned her attention to the restraints, this time sending out four spellbindings at once, one to each lock. Four cylinders clicked and metal clattered against stone.

In a swift, athletic movement, Renn sprang to his feet, scooped Tierra up and flung her over his bare shoulder, causing her to cry out in surprise.

Laughing, she pounded on his back. “Put me down, barbarian.”

“Never.” He swatted her ass, his hand so large that it covered both cheeks. She gasped at the combination of the sting from his swat and the answering tingle in her core.

When he reached Feymir and their belongings, he let her slide down the length of him, her breasts and mound rasping against his muscled flesh. Tierra’s head spun and she clung to him, her heart beating and desire flushing through her body anew.

How could she want him yet again?

And something else filled her that she did not understand…how the playfulness and gentleness he showed her excited her as much as their erotic games.

Tierra shoved the thoughts away. No. It was all one fun sexual game—no more than that. She would never allow it to be otherwise.

Renn cupped her chin and smiled. “Let us leave this place. A hidden passage leads directly to my chambers…where we can continue to enjoy one another in private.” He brushed his thumb over her cheek. “And where I might teach you a lesson for all your taunting and teasing, denai.”

Her knees went weak from his mere touch. What was it about him that drove her close to madness? “Let us hurry then…my Lord,” she added in a tone that let him know she was anxious for more play.

He gave her a roguish grin as he released her, but she caught his hand. “Wait,” she said as she looked at his wrist, and he paused. Blood crusted where he had strained against the cuffs, his wounds already scabbing over.

Barely realizing what she was doing, Tierra lowered her head and brushed her lips over the wounds. She closed her eyes, her lips tingling as she gently kissed his wrist. It was as though something from within guided her.

When she opened her eyes, she blinked for a moment, almost feeling as though she had been sleeping. And then she saw his wrist…the wounds had vanished, leaving his flesh unmarred and only a bit of dried blood remaining.

“You really can heal new wounds, as Anistana has the power to do.” Renn’s voice cut into her shocked thoughts and she turned to see his thoughtful smile. “A useful gift.”

Tierra nodded and reached for his other wrist. Again she kissed it, closing her eyes and merging with the tingling sensation, actually feeling her touch heal him. The magic rose within her breast, warm and heady.

When she finished with his second wrist, she knelt to check his ankles. On her way down she brushed her lips over Renn’s cock and flicked her tongue along its length, tasting their sex.

“Stop.” His breath hissed between his teeth and he captured her head with his hands, forcing her to halt. “My bedchamber, wench.”

“As you wish, my Lord,” she replied with a grin.

After she healed the lesser wounds upon his ankles, she stood and backed away. Renn moved his sheathed sword from where it lay on top of Feymir’s saddle blanket and set it upon the pile of their clothing. When he snapped the blanket open, gold glittered in the air around them and Tierra blinked in surprise, wondering what had been on its surface.

Renn’s back went rigid and he turned his fiery gaze on Tierra. “I cannot wait any longer.” His muscles bulged, his veins again rising beneath his skin as though he fought for control. “I must have you. Now.”

The wild look of need in his expression sent a bolt of lust through Tierra. Her gaze cut to his cock that somehow looked larger than ever before. Excitement flared within Tierra. Her folds tingled and her nipples ached with the promise of another good fuck.

A feral growl rumbled in Renn’s chest. In a swift movement, he tossed the saddle blanket onto the dungeon floor and grabbed Tierra around the waist. The next thing she knew she was on her hands and knees on the blanket.

Renn grabbed her hips and drove his cock into her core.

“Yes!” Tierra cried out as he plunged in and out of her, hard and fast. Her breasts swayed as he rammed into her, his bollocks slapping her quim. “So deep. Gods, you’re so deep.”

“You are mine, denai.” His words punctuated every thrust of his hips.

Her body shuddered and she shouted, “Renn!” as her climax wracked her body.

“Mine!” he roared as he came.

Tierra started to relax against the blanket, but he jerked his cock out and flipped her onto her back.

“Again,” he said as he brought her ankles up to his neck. The look in his eyes was untamed, sparking an answering wildness within Tierra.

“Now!” She reached up and wound her fingers in his long black hair, drawing his face to hers at the same time he buried his cock inside her.

Their mouths mated with furious intensity. Renn’s stubble rasped her fair skin, the feel of it adding to her frenzy. His tongue thrust into the moist depths of her mouth and she drew him in as deep as he could go, just as she took his cock as deep as possible inside her.

Renn captured her scream in his mouth when she climaxed. Even as her body trembled with each wave of orgasm, he continued to fuck her. He tore his mouth from hers and captured one nipple in his teeth. Tierra screamed again, this time her cry echoing in the dungeon.

One orgasm after another ripped through her. When she thought she could take not another moment of such intense pleasure, he bellowed and shuddered against her. Their breathing hard and fierce, their skin slick with sweat.

Tierra felt as though her body had merged with his. His heart was her heart. His breath was her breath. As though they were one and might never be parted again.

“Denai,” Renn murmured as he rolled onto his side, cradling her tight to his chest. “Gods how I love you.”

The moment the declaration was out of his mouth, he tensed, unable to believe the words had rolled over his tongue so easily. Words he had never thought he would say in his lifetime. But then he smiled. In his heart he had known that what he felt for her was more than desire, more than simply knowing Tierra was his heartmate.

He loved her.

She had gone still in his arms, as though she was afraid to move, afraid to breathe. He pressed his lips to her silken hair, inhaling her honeysuckle scent and allowing it to slide through his being, savoring every moment.

Renn pulled back to look into her eyes. He gently stroked his thumb across her cheek as he studied her emerald gaze. “I love you, Tierra.”

A sigh shuddered through her and her lips trembled. “I—I think…” She paused as though battling against her desire for him, maybe battling her affection for him. She lowered her eyes, and murmured, “I do not know what I think.”

“I will wait for your love.” He hooked his finger under her chin and raised her head ’til her gaze again met his. “As long as it takes.”

Her eyes widened, but she did not respond.

“Come.” Renn brushed his lips across hers, tasting her breath in the same movement. “I believe there are two women within this castle who will be most pleased to see you.”

“Oh, my gods.” Tierra bolted to a sitting position and clapped one hand to her forehead. “What was I thinking? I wasn’t thinking. Liana and Ranelle are here! I must see them at once.”

Renn could not help but smile at how flustered and excited Tierra became at the prospect of seeing her heart-sisters. He propped his elbow on the saddle blanket and watched her search the pile of clothing and yank out her breeches, continuing with her nervous chatter.

“It has been at least two weeks since I have seen them.” She slid one leg into the breeches and then the other. “I have imagined finding Ranelle and Liana so many times, but it seemed I would never locate them.”

As she talked, he started to push himself up from the blanket…and then noticed a golden glitter against the dark surface. He brushed his fingers over the blanket and raised them to his face and nearly groaned aloud.

Aradne. Faerie dust. No wonder he had not been able to wait ’til they reached his bedchamber to fuck Tierra. That’s why he had taken her like a wild animal.