Page 39 of What Fury Brings (Wrath and Fury #1)

He tasted like ale when she sucked on his tongue.

He had one hand in her hair, palming her scalp, while the other sank low, gripping as much of her ass as he could in one hand and squeezing.

She drew closer, nibbled on his lower lip, and let her fingers roam over the parts of him she’d been admiring all night.

His chest. His arms. That near-white hair.

Olerra let her lips trail down to his left shoulder, while her hand worked to pull the right sleeve down, and then she explored that shoulder with her mouth, too.

Andrastus was riveted to the spot, clearly enjoying everything she was doing. The most delightful rumbles came from his throat, so she rose onto her toes to give his neck some attention, too. Kissing and sucking and marking him as hers.

He seemed… unused to the touch, throwing back his head and relishing in her hands on him.

She pulled back. “Did the Brutish whores not kiss you?”

“Not like this.”

That pleased her. She liked being the only one who had done this for him.

Gods, but she needed to touch more of him.

She reached for his shirt, and Andrastus drew it off for her.

She traced as much of his arms as she could, wrapping her hands around his wrists and trailing upward.

A spark of pleasure went through her when she reached the armband.

And then there was his bare chest.

She loved touching it. The smooth white skin, the ridges of his muscles, the slight peak of a hardened nipple. She pulled away from his lips long enough to kiss straight down the middle of him, needing to taste his skin.

The threat of the danger was there; it hovered above her like the blade of a guillotine about to drop, but she willfully ignored it.

Andrastus was starting to come around. Maybe after the haze of their victory that evening settled he’d be back to his usual, distant self, but for right now, she was going to be present. She was going to remember every second of this to replay over and over again in her mind.

When she reached below his navel, she moved her hands to his back and stood slowly, tracing the muscles there. There was no part of him that wasn’t smooth or hard. It was incredible how well those two went together.

When she was standing fully once more, he drew her lips back to his. To her surprise, they were gentler this time, slowing with each pull of his lips, each delving of his tongue into her mouth. He savored her, like she was his favorite meal.

When she felt his fingers on the laces at the back of her dress, loosening them, heat shot through her entire body. He pulled the fabric down her arms, and she helped it along, letting it pool at her waist, exposing her breasts.

Andrastus stepped back and dropped his gaze to what he’d just laid bare, and the hunger in his eyes was enough for Olerra’s knees to go weak. She backed up to the nearest wall, and he followed, lowering his head as soon as he caught her.

He kissed the small space between her breasts. Then he palmed one in his right hand. “You’re so beautiful. Gods, I can’t even fit you in my hand.”

He stopped speaking to kiss his way over to the breast he wasn’t holding. When his mouth reached the center, he drew her nipple into his mouth and sucked.

“Shit,” Olerra said, throwing her head back.

He flicked his tongue back and forth over the tip, while letting his thumb roll small circles over the other one. Olerra heard her exhalations grow higher in pitch as he worked her skin.

“Naked,” she panted. “I want you naked now.”

He rose to his full height and asked, “Are you ready for me?”

She nodded eagerly. “But are you ready for me?”

He lowered his mouth to her ear. “I’ve been aching for you for too long. I was just too stubborn to see it.”

When he drew back, he was somehow already naked, having shirked his clothing with miraculous speed while speaking. A man motivated beyond reason. He reached forward to help her get the rest of her dress and shorts over her hips. Until he could see all of her.

Andrastus lowered his hand to palm her sex while leaning down to kiss her again. Olerra rolled her hips into that hand, letting a delicious friction send jolts up her body. Gods, but she was so close already, she felt like she might explode at any moment.

“Wait,” Andrastus said, taking his hand away.

Olerra had to bite her lip to prevent crying out in frustration.

“Not like that.”

And then he lowered to his knees.

Just the visual was enough to make her come. She clapped her hand across her mouth as she felt the small orgasm ripple through her body. What was this man doing to her? Making her come without even touching her. She hoped he hadn’t noticed.

He was grinning up at her. “That was beautiful, but I’m sure we can do better.”

Sanos’s erection was barely on his mind as he took in Olerra fully naked for the first time.

She was all thick curves and smooth skin.

Beautifully full breasts. She widened her stance so there was room for his head between her thighs.

When that wasn’t quite right, he picked up her left knee and threw it over his shoulder.

He looked up at her.

Olerra’s eyes were trusting. They were beautifully dark and low-lidded.

His mouth watered as he looked at what lay at his eye level.

She was beautiful. Pink as the lips on her face, her opening glistened with her arousal. He leaned forward and licked over the seam.

He heard her head strike the wall. When he looked up, her eyes were closed.

He kissed along her intimate lips, finding them impossibly soft, the smell incredibly erotic. Olerra whimpered above him as he took his time testing every area down there, figuring out what she liked best.

He let his tongue delve inside her. She liked that. He did it again, then retreated, going up higher and higher to explore the full length of her.

When he reached the edge of her sex, his lips rubbed against a place that made her cry out, and he paused, drew back to look at it. There was the smallest little circle of skin within the folds of her, near the very top. He leaned in experimentally and licked it.

She gasped.

Pleased that he’d found something she really liked, he blew across the spot, then went back down to play with her entrance some more.

Her body seemed to relax now that he wasn’t at the place that gave her the most pleasure. He couldn’t have that, so without warning, he returned to the nub, took it into his mouth, and sucked.

“Fuck,” she said, her hands going to his hair, as though she intended to keep him there. Catching herself, she lowered those hands.

“It’s okay,” he said against her skin. “You can touch me.” And then he found a rhythm stroking that part of her that made her lose control.

Her hands immediately went back to his hair. She thrust against his mouth and whimpered every time he sucked on her. It took some time, since she’d already come once, but Sanos was determined. He was happy to be as patient as she needed.

He felt so in control. The way he could bring these noises out of her. He was on his knees yet the one holding all the power, and he loved it.

“Fu…” She trailed off on a gasp as her orgasm spread through her. Sanos kept licking to help her through it. He didn’t stop until her hips and hands stilled. Then he gently set her leg back on the floor and rose.

As Olerra slowly opened her eyes, he grinned.

“You swear when you come,” he said. “I hadn’t noticed until just now.”

“So?”

“I love it.”

“Good, because if you do that on a regular basis, you’re going to hear more foul language.”

He liked the sound of that.

“What is this?” he asked, letting a finger touch that small part of her that drove her wild.

“Don’t touch it,” she shrieked, stepping away. “It’s too sensitive now.”

He chuckled. “Sorry.”

“That is my clitoris. It is the part of the woman responsible for bringing pleasure.”

Sanos scrunched his face. “But I thought… inside…”

Olerra was breathing deeply, her eyes somewhat unfocused as she struggled to have the conversation. “No. Most women cannot come only from having a man inside them. Most need this spot touched to orgasm.”

His eyes widened. “When we… how can I make sure that you…”

She smiled as she leaned forward and kissed him so sweetly his heart swelled.

“There are so many ways. We get to discover what works best for us.”

“ Us. I like that word.”

She did, too. She loved the thought of them . And she loved the thought of what came next.

“Is there more you’d like to talk about or would you like to try it?” she asked.

He looked down. “Are you sure you can handle more? You said you were too sensitive.”

“Sweet man, I only needed a moment. Besides, I’d feel incredible if you kissed me some more.”

He did just that. Lavishing her with beautiful kisses.

He gave particular attention to her neck, a body part she suspected he was quite fond of.

That and her breasts. He couldn’t seem to stop touching them.

Kissing them. Licking and sucking. She knew men were fond of breasts; she just didn’t realize the extent.

It was like there was a string connecting her nipples to her sex. Every time he touched her there, she could feel the heat down low. Impossibly, she felt ready for a third orgasm. Something she’d never managed on her own. Two? Yes. But three?

Gods, what was he doing to her?

His erection was so hard between them, digging into her stomach. She was so familiar by now with its size. Was so ready for it to be inside her. But the phallus she’d used wasn’t quite the same. Andrastus had a different texture, one she was dying to experience with her hands.

She asked, “Can I touch you?”

“Anywhere you’d like,” he immediately answered.

She wrapped her hand around him. Gently, like she liked to be touched between her legs.

And his breath caught.

She marveled at how warm he was, something the phallus definitely was not. It was also attached to a breathing person who reacted to her touch. Something that she didn’t realize she was missing. That she needed.

Her tutors had taught that the head was the most sensitive, so she swirled her thumb around it as she gripped him.

Andrastus closed his eyes. “You and your Amarran education will destroy me.”

She smiled, pressing her thumb lightly into the slit, and he hissed like a snake.

“Come here,” he said, pulling her toward the bed.

She went eagerly. So ready for what was to come next. They’d played. They’d kissed. Now she wanted this man inside her.

Andrastus pushed her onto her back, then held himself atop her on his hands. Olerra had the thought to swap their places, but she didn’t see any reason why he couldn’t take the lead this once. If it started to hurt for any reason, she could always roll him over.

He kissed her, returned even more attention to her breasts. Then he let his knee sneak up between her legs to feel how wet she was.

“Are you ready?” he asked.

“Yes.”

“Do you have a sheath?”

“I take a tea once a month that prevents pregnancy.”

He shut his eyes, as though the thought of being inside her without any barriers was almost too much for him. After a beat, he fit himself between her legs, let his cock touch the sensitive folds of her sex. He rubbed it around her entrance, then slid higher, until he reached her clit.

“Andrastus!” she shrieked. “No more playing, please.”

And then he pulled away.

Her prince leaped off the bed, his entire body looking tighter than a bowstring.

“What is it?” she asked, worried that she’d done something wrong.

“I—”

The silence was cold and horrible. He wouldn’t meet her eyes. He was still aroused, yet he would not come closer to the bed.

Olerra took a steadying breath. “You’re not ready, are you?”

“I—” he tried again, but that was as far as he got.

She couldn’t help the disappointment that sprang up, but she quashed it. His comfort was far more important than what she’d hoped would come of this evening.

“It’s okay. We don’t need to rush. We have time.”

Andrastus slammed his eyes and lips closed, as though he were in immense pain. He nodded slowly.

Olerra rose and grabbed her clothing off the floor. She needed to get away from him and calm down. He was too much of a delicious sight, naked and hard before her.

“Good night, Prince. I will see you tomorrow. There is nothing bad between us. Not on my end.”

He still wouldn’t look at her. Even as he nodded.

She let herself into her room and replayed every magical moment until she fell asleep.