His tongue, his beautifully forked tongue licks me, it curves around and lashes my sensitive bud. Lifting my hand, I tangle my fingers in the back of his dark hair. It feels like the softest silk, it brushes his shoulders and I’d forgotten just how soft it was.
“You taste sweet,” Quest announces. “I wonder, does your skjede still taste of the sweetest honey?” he asks.
“Quest,” I gasp, lifting my head to look into his eyes.
He pulls his head away from my breasts, his lips curving into the most devious grin. “It does, doesn’t it? Do you miss it? The way that I would taste you with my tongue?”
I moan, unable to actually say the words. My face heats with embarrassment. He grins, knowing exactly what I want, knowing that I want his tongue on every part of my body. His tongue that I know feels so amazing that I’ve dreamt of it more than a hundred times since I left him.
“Say it, elskask,” he growls.
Smoke comes from his mouth as he says the words, it comes from deep within his gut as he urges me on, his desire roaring inside of him. Licking my lips, I look down at him, knowing that these words will be the hardest that I have said in years.
Admitting that I missed any part of him, even something physical is difficult. I’m the one who walked away from him. I’m the one who never looked back, even when he wouldn’t compromise with me, it was still at my demand that he let me be free.
Sinking down on the edge of the bed, I lift my feet, placing them on the wooden railing. I spread my legs wide for him, showing him my center, exactly where I want that magical tongue of his.
“I missed it, Quest,” I admit. “I missed your tongue over every part of my body.”
He sinks down to his knees in front of me. He doesn’t lean forward to lick me, instead he lifts his hand, extending his finger and slides his index finger through my center. He swirls my clit and I gasp.
He lifts his red eyes to meet mine. “Is this where you wish my tongue to be, specifically?” he asks.
My chest rises and falls with my breath. Nodding my head, I lick my lips as I attempt to catch my breath. “Yes, Quest. I want your tongue there.”
His lips twitch into a small smile and he nods once. “Then you shall have whatever you desire, elskask, whatever your heart wishes, whenever it wishes it.”
Chapter Four
HILLEVI
Lifting my hips, I throw my head back as I come. Quest’s tongue continues to work between my legs, not stopping until my body is completely boneless. Only then does he stand, climbing over my body. He places his hands next to my hips, gripping the bedding there.
“Quest?” I breathe.
He dips his chin, touching his lips to mine. I start to back up and he shakes his head. “Nei,” he rasps.
My brows furrow together as I look up at him, completely confused as to what he wants. Then as if he hears my confusion, he releases his hands from the bed, shifting them and wrapping his fingers around my hips.
He picks me up, my legs are forced to wrap around him. He doesn’t hesitate, he fills me in one move. Lifting my arms, I wrap them around his shoulders, my nails digging into his flesh. He grunts, his fingers gripping my hips hard, no doubt bruising me.
Letting out a whimper, my eyes stay focused on his as he moves me along his length. I’d forgotten about this side of him, too. He stretches me, he’s bigger than any man that I’ve ever seen before.
The sound of our skin slapping fills the space around us. He grunts, placing his legs wide as he thrust forward at the same time pulling me down. My breasts bounce with each move, my breathing comes out in pants and all I can do is watch him.
“You are minn,” he growls. “Only minn.”
Leaning forward, I rest my mouth against his. “You are minn as well, Quest. All of you belongs to me,” I exclaim.
“Já, elskask. Only my body pleases you, only your body pleases me, and soon you will carry my heirs.”
Pressing my lips together, I nod my head once. I will be carrying his heirs. For my konungr and a little bit for myself too. I’ve always wanted children, and there was a time where Quest was the only person I wanted them with.
Maybe I’ve only ever wanted them with him. It doesn’t matter now, because he is the only man that I will have them with.
I can’t imagine carrying anyone else’s child but his, even though he still angers me. It has only ever been him for me. Sliding one of my hands up his shoulder, I wrap my fingers around the back of his neck, holding on to him as I climb higher and higher toward a second climax.
His eyes glow red and I know that he is close too. Shifting my face closer to his, I brush my lips across his. “Quest,” I moan. “Only you, it has only ever been you.”
QUEST
Hillevi’s words cause my climax to escape me in a rush. Dropping my head back, I let out a roar as my release fills her body. She is trembling in my own shaking arms. Carrying her over to the bed, I sink my knees in the mattress and crawl into the middle before I release my hold on her.
“Quest,” she sighs as I lie down next to her.
Grabbing one of her bed furs, I pull it over our bodies, not that I need it, but she does. Hillevi turns toward me, her eyes finding mine and a small smile plays on her lips.
“It was better than I remembered,” she whispers.
Shaking my head once, I lean in and touch my mouth to hers. “It wasn’t, elskask. It was better because we know one another now, we feel for one another in a way that we didn’t back then. Also, there is a bit more trust, perhaps?”
“We’ll see about the trust part,” she murmurs.
I hum, wrapping her in my arms and tugging her against my chest. She lifts her hand and touches the dragon image imprinted on my chest.
“Are there others like you in this land?” she asks softly.
She yawns as she curls against my chest. Hillevi has never asked me much about my dragon, this is new and I find that I quite like it. Running my fingers up and down her back, I hum.
“There are. We are a very private species,” I explain. “We prefer to be on our own, with our mate and our family. Though, I have it on authority that many live in the different islands around Wolfjour Ail.”
Hillevi lifts her head, resting her chin on my chest as she looks into my eyes. “Will our babe be a dragon?” she asks.
I grin down at her, cupping the back of her head with my palm. “It may come out as a dragon, but it will be a halfling. That is like asking if the child will be born with the ability of a seer just because you have the gift.”
“I cannot imagine a dragon coming out of me,” she grimaces. “That would tear me apart, Quest.”
Chuckling, I shake my head. “Our child would not harm you, Hillevi, I would not allow it to.”
“You would not be able to control it.”
Shrugging a shoulder, I roll over so that I am on top of her. Fitting my hips between her thighs, I look down into her beautiful gaze. “I will not allow you to be harmed, Hillevi. Believe me, trust me. I will not allow you to be hurt in any way.”
“But you don’t know exactly what will happen?”
I shake my head once. “Nei, elskask, we can never know what lies ahead for us. We must have faith in the gods that all will work out as it is meant to.”