Page 147 of Riv's Sanctuary
Riv stiffened above her, a soft growl leaving him as he heard her groan. She felt it before she saw it. Taking the soft mound in his mouth, Riv flashed a fang. She could feel the tips of the sharp edges trail over her nipple and the feeling was so different, so exquisite, that her back arched a little as she pushed her head back against the bed.
Riv didn’t move, he let the soft, round mound press into his face and, with a growl, he squeezed the other breast in his hand, kneading it as he rolled her nipple in his mouth.
“La-rehn,” he growled. “You’re phekking gorgeous. So much softer than I’d imagined. So much better.”
Lauren panted, her lashes fluttering as she tried to listen to him.
“You imagined this?”
Riv lifted his head, his eyes filled with such burning lust, she felt like she’d melt.
“Every. Phekking. Day.”
She couldn’t believe it.
Did he really?
As if he saw the doubt in her eyes, Riv eased off the bed and stood.
With one movement, he slipped his tunic over his head revealing his perfectly formed muscles.
She’d stared at those muscles through the window on those first days…daydreamed about them.
In the next moment, his trousers were falling and she must have forgotten that boxers were an Earth thing because the immediate bob of his cock as soon as the trousers fell had her mouth falling open.
Fuck, he was big. Big and thick.
She felt her pussy ache just looking at him, a fresh bit of moisture lubricating her for his arrival.
Thick chords strung around his cock and right before her eyes, as she looked at him, his member pulsed and jerked.
Fuck if this dick wasn’t going to be worth a whole year’s wait.
He seemed to be thicker at the base and her mouth watered just looking at him, that area between her thighs clenching with need.
She didn’t realize immediately that she did it, but when her tongue moved over her lips in anticipation, Riv groaned.
“This,” he fisted his cock, “is because of you.”
Lauren took a few breaths through her open mouth, her eyebrows rising as he pumped himself at the base.
“I want to see you touch yourself again, La-rehn.”
Her cheeks grew warm at that.
“I want to see your hands between your thighs once more.”
He remembered when he’d caught her touching herself.
On another day, at another time, that might have embarrassed her.
Right now? It was fucking hot.
“Please,” he murmured, his voice so tortured, how could she deny him?
With little hesitation, she licked her finger and moved it down her belly towards her center.
Riv watched her finger move, his green gaze bleeding to black as his pupils dilated completely.