Page 72 of Crowns of Ice

He chuckled. “I can certainly fix that.”

In a flurry of magic, his power ripped the clothes from my body. I sucked in a shriek as the strength of his affinity wrapped around me.

The firelight lit my skin, dipping over my curves and smooth flesh. My breasts peaked, and my husband rumbled low in his throat as his cock swelled even more.

“That’s better.” His hands trailed along my bare back, and I called upon my angel affinity. White feathers burst from my skin in a flash of power.

Another low growl vibrated his chest. “Are you wanting me to do something with your wings, my love?” He trailed a finger suggestively along one of the tips.

I gasped, and a shiver tingled all the way to my toes. “Perhaps.”

“So sensitive. Exquisitely so.” He pulled me closer until his erection nestled against my abdomen. I twined my fingers along his rounded shoulders, digging my nails into his muscles when his scent clouded around me.

Cedar and snow flooded my senses, commanding all of my attention.

His lips trailed up my neck, then he pressed kisses along my jaw. I turned my head until our mouths met.He kissed me softly, then his tongue flicked out and ran along my lower lip.

I opened to him, and another growl worked up his throat before he began kissing me in earnest.

In a flash, he hoisted me up and had my legs wrapped around his waist. All the while, my mouth never left his as he pushed my back firmly against the bedpost.

My wings spread out, white feathers drifting along my peripheral vision. Head tilting back, my hair spilled down my back and along the post.

He nestled my center right over his length. “You are my queen.” His cock pierced my entrance, the tip of him sliding inside. “I will worship your body until the day I die.” He slowly guided me down on top of him, and the sensation of his thick erection entering me was so commanding that I lost all coherent thought.

I clung to him, soft mewling noises working up my throat.

He began kissing me in earnest while sliding his cock inside me inch by inch.

And when I was fully seated on top of him, so full from his thick length, he ran a hand along my winged feathers while his other gripped my hip. Pushing me against the bed post more, he pulled out only enough to thrust back in. And then he did it again. And again.

Each of his movements was in tandem with his strokes along my wings.

My breaths became shallow and frantic. His tempo increased, his cock slamming into me while his fingersremained as gentle as the wind along my feathers. A lick of his air affinity swirled around my clit, and I gasped when he stroked me in every sensitive area he could command.

His air continually stroked me teasingly while his cock filled and stretched me until I felt so full I wanted to scream my release.

He growled. “That’s it, my love.”

My wings snapped out when the simultaneous sensations of his mouth, air affinity, and teasing fingers along my feathers brought me to a fevered pitch.

The fire roared at Norivun’s back, and desire heated his eyes while a dark smile spread his lips. “Ride my cock and scream my name.”

My walls clamped tightly around him as his tempo increased. Slapping sounds filled the room as his fingers continued their onslaught along my feathers while his air affinity swirled relentlessly around my clit.

He shoved me hard against the post with each thrust, and the bed squeaked and heaved. And when he leaned down and bit my mating mark, right on my shoulder, while threading his entire hand around my feathered wings, I came undone.

“Norivun!” His name tumbled from my lips when my climax peaked. Wave after wave of pleasure ripped through me, but he continued his relentless thrusts while stroking my feathers, and his affinity...Mother Below.The male was a sorcerer.

My orgasm went on and on, and my mate’s low growl of satisfaction only heightened my experience.

It was only when the final ripple of my climax was reached and my pleasure completed, that he laid me back on the bed, working me up the mattress until his magnificent body stood at the bed’s end. He was still inside me, our bodies were still joined, and his erection was as hard as Isalee steel even though I was completely spent.

Desire heated his eyes as his wings spread wide. He leaned over me, and I ran a finger along one of the leathery membranes, getting a shudder out of him.

“My king. My love. My mate.” I lifted my hips, and he sank even more inside me.

Hissing in a breath, he squeezed his eyes closed, and I wrapped my hands around his hips and began to move him within me.