More than a holiday feel good story…
Ajax’s Harpy Holiday: Dragofin Mated Book #1
He stepped closer. “I dare you.”
Before it registered, Hildy stepped into him, brought his head down and brushed her lips against his. It wasn’t a full kiss, just enough to throw him off and gain her the upper hand, or so she’d hoped. In an instant, fire and arousal spiked within her, driving her to take more of him, press in harder to connect with him. She did.
With a hand firmly hooked around his neck, Hildy pulled him down farther to make it a true kiss. Her lips pressed against his, allowing her a moment to imprint the feel of his lips on hers. Hildy made a concentrated effort to commit the sensation to memory. He remained still. She was supposed to let go and follow with a disabling blow or take down. This was supposed to be part of her tactic. Now she was snared by her own trap. But, he felt so good.
As if his brain had caught up with what was happening, he opened his mouth, tasting her lips. Heat from his full lips slashed hers as she fell into him. Strong arms encircled her, as they melded together. Breathing became harder, as she continued to seek out the newness of kissing. His tongue pressed against the seam of her lips, darting and retreating, as if looking for entry.
When she pulled back to take in a gulp of air, he advanced, seizing the opportunity. When they collided, she gasped in surprise at the quick switch of their positions. He was now on the offense, holding her tightly to him.
In the artificial light of the night that intertwined with shadows, his eyes were dark and cloudy. Uh-oh, that might not be good. Maybe she’d gone too far with this. Again, her eyes betrayed her, as they locked on his lips again. He drew in ragged breaths, as they both continued to regain breath from that long kiss. It was her first and it was more than anything she could have fantasized about. Kissing Jax had done something to her entire being. She wanted him and wanted to do what it took to spend more time with him. Leaving him was the last thing she wanted to do now.
His mouth was here for the plundering and she took full advantage. Grabbing him back down to her, Hildy opened her mouth and brought him in. She didn’t know what to do, allowing instinct to guide her. His tongue invaded her mouth, seeking and toying with her own. She groaned from the overload of sensations.
Outside sounds took a back seat to the heartbeats that thumped loud in her head. His scent, masculine and invigorating, enslaved her. He pulled her into him, crushing her body against his. Everywhere their bodies touched, it sizzled and wound her deeper into him. Fire, mixed with extreme want, slinked into her being. Her leg found itself wrapped around his, seeking more connection.
Again, and again, his delicious tongue darted into her mouth, engaging them in a sensual battle. She parried, toying with him and daring him to make bolder moves. Jax pulled her into him more, wrapping her arms around his massive back as he covered her with his own body. Deeper she fell into his trap. If this was only a counter-strike to her initial move to throw him off, she was doomed. This had quickly turned into something real for her. There was no way Hildy would be able to deny the truth of this kiss. She’d fallen quick and hard for Jax.
His taste was better than the finest meal. She couldn’t get enough. Hungrily responding to him, Hildy relaxed more into it, allowing herself to go where he led. More and more his tongue danced with hers. She’d imagined kissing over the years and this was completely different. What they did now turned her imaginary kiss into a weak imitation. This sensual “in real life” kiss rocked her to the core.
Every part of her body hummed with excitement with an insatiable need for more of him. Way past craving, Hildy itched to have him inside her. A new part of her opened to blossom. Only one directive made any sense—get him inside her, stat. Her sex throbbed and ached for him. Pressing in more, she ran a hand up and into the nape of his hair to grab a handful. This time he groaned. She swallowed it, loving how the vibrations tickled the back of her throat.
Visions of being surrounded by him in pleasure flooded her. She arched into him as his hand moved up and down her back, pulling out a cry from deep within her. Need and desire pranced to the forefront as Hildy clung to him in surrender. With each breath, locked in this embrace with him, she grew bolder. Everything that had made her shy and reclusive was cast in a new light.
No more. She wanted life—she wanted this and Jax. Returning the gesture, she thrust her tongue into his mouth, enjoying how it startled him for a split second. His rebound was quick as he welcomed her in.