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Thea moaned against him, her hands flying to his belt as he added a second finger, tempting that coil of intoxicating bliss from her body. His swords hit the floor while his pants fell to his knees and his cock sprang free.

Thea broke their feverish kiss to look at him. He was perfect.

She must have said it aloud, because he laughed.

The sound skittered along her bones, sending a delicious lick of pleasure down her spine. Thea couldn’t bear it anymore. She removed Wilder’s hand from her pants and dropped to her knees.

‘Thea…’ he warned.

She glided her tongue across the broad head of him and took him deep into her mouth, until he nudged the back of her throat.

‘Furies – fuck!’ he barked, his fingers threading through her hair.

She smiled around him and moved up and down his length, cupping his balls as she sucked his cock. He was hot and hardand silken in her mouth, and the sounds he was making were nearly the end of her.

He fisted her hair in a punishing grip, and she moaned, her knees spreading beneath her as her own arousal amplified at the way he quivered for her. She swallowed him down, coaxing another carnal groan from his lips.

He moved with her, thrusting into her mouth. ‘I have thought about you every day since we’ve been apart,’ he rasped. ‘I’ve thought about your perfect mouth.’ He thrust again.

‘Your perfect breasts…’ Thrust. ‘How perfectly we fit.’ He ground into her for emphasis before thrusting again. ‘Every. Fucking. Day.’

His coarse words turned her body molten.

Wilder pulled her up from the floor, his cheeks tipped pink, his breath ragged. ‘I’ll be damned if I’m going to rush this.’

He stripped her naked, moaning at the sight of her, worshipping every inch of her skin with kisses and teasing touches, so that she was almost a mere puddle at his feet. His rough palms skimmed across her, as though he didn’t know where he wanted to touch her first. Then he decided.

He cupped her breasts, squeezing until Thea’s back was arching and she could feel her wet arousal pulsing between her legs.

‘Wilder…’ she panted, pushing his pants down the rest of his legs.

He kicked the fabric away and they stood there together, naked, drinking in the sight of each other.

Thea let out a whimper as he pinched her nipple and slipped his hand between her legs again.

‘Let me taste you before I fuck you,’ he said, a pleading note in his voice.

‘Yes,’ she breathed, her legs nearly turning liquid as he lowered himself, kneeling before her.

He hooked one of her legs over his huge shoulder, and spread her open, the cool air kissing the most intimate part of her. She saw the wetness that glistened there as Wilder dragged a single finger down her core with a moan.

‘Gods,’ he murmured. ‘You were made for me, Thea.’

Then his tongue was on her, licking straight up her centre, sucking gently, just where she wanted him. Thea cried out at the sensation, at the million tingling sparks that burst through her body, starting from the base of her spine through to each fingertip.

Wilder devoured her. Every stroke of his wicked tongue against her clit chipped away at what little control she had left, fed the inferno that unfurled inside her. When one of his hands reached up and rolled her nipple between his deft fingers, her head tipped back against the wall and she moaned, loudly.

‘Fuck…’ Wilder muttered against her core, and she glanced down to see him grasping his cock with his other hand, the tip wet with his own need.

‘Wilder…’ Thea panted. ‘I want —’

There was a flurry of movement as he stood and pinned her to the wall, kissing her savagely. ‘I know,’ he growled. ‘I know exactly what you want.’

He reached between them, dragging the head of his cock through the wet heat of her, pressing it to her entrance, pausing there.

Warmth bloomed in Thea’s chest as he gazed into her eyes.

‘It’s me and you now,’ he told her. ‘Always.’