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“Make me forget everything,” she said, swallowing the lump in her throat. “Please, just make me forget for a little while.”
She imagined he would ravage her, undressing her roughly and taking her with enough force to render her incapable of thought. And she liked that idea. She liked it a lot.
But what he did instead was somehow better, even though it hurt. Jarin undressed her slowly and with care, covering her body and neck and face in kisses. His salty, leathery scent enveloped her, giving her comfort and inciting her arousal. Her lips grew tender as he kissed her mouth for an inordinately long time—as if they had all the time in the world—before finally pulling back to tug his shirt over his head.
She lay back, naked, her legs splayed before him while he gazed down at her, his jaw clenching and unclenching. With one leg, she reached up and traced his siren tattoo with the tip of her toes, a smile playing on her lips. His skin flamed against her toes, his sun-burnished abdominal muscles rigid beneath her touch.
He took hold of her ankle and, without breaking eye contact, kissed the arch of her foot. It tickled, but in a good way, and Riella giggled. With his other hand, Jarin eased his trousers over his hips and kicked them off, his huge cock presiding over her eagerly waiting form.
Setting her foot down gently on the bedcover, he leaned forward again, lying over her. This time, she didn’t feel nervous and uncomfortable looking directly into his eyes. She felt safe and calm and happy.
He trailed his finger along her ear, then her cheek, and touched her on the tip of her nose. His erection lay hard and heavy against her stomach. The sensation of his body made her pink heat swell and grow slick with longing.
Still staring into her eyes, and breathing deeply in sync with her, Jarin pressed his mouth to hers. She returned his kiss, nibbling at his bottom lip. He probed her mouth, sliding his tongue against hers. She inhaled his breath as they kissed with growing intensity, marveling at how addictive she found his scent and taste.
He paused, his mouth hovering over Riella’s, while he dragged the slick head of his cock down her stomach and over her flushed entrance. Her eyelids fluttered with anticipation, her talons finding his shoulder so that she could sink them into his flesh. Aroused as she was, she barely noticed as he reached up and guided her hand away.
She threaded her fingers into his hair instead, holding his head close to hers and kissing him deeply as he pushed the head of his cock into her sodden opening, forcing it to give way to him. Gasping into his mouth, she accepted all of his considerable length and girth into her pulsing depths. Her tight muscles wrapped around his shaft as he drove into her fully.
Riella laced her legs around his waist, her hands still in his hair, and held him tightly as he glided in and out of her. Every stroke felt like pure heaven and she wondered how it was possible for sex with Jarin to get better every time.
He put his arms around her body to gain better leverage, increasing the speed and depth of his thrusts. Her moans filled the room and her wetness made his steel-hard erection slippery against her flaming walls. Riella felt herself rapidly approaching climax and she longed for him to fill her with his seed.
Determined to send him over the edge, she used the strength of her legs to drill his cock harder and faster into her. Only when his body grew rigid and his teeth gritted did she allow the waves of her own climax to wash over her. She gasped with pleasure, her core surging with heat as he released his shuddering desire into her.
For those long, blissful moments, her mind was indeed blank. All that existed was Jarin and Riella and the sweetness of their mutual ecstasy.
He cradled her face as the waves began to subside, his shaft still encased in her taut depths.
“There’s something you need to know,” he said as he looked into her eyes.
She blinked. “What?”
“You will survive this full moon, if it’s the last thing I do.”
Before she could reply, he kissed her softly on the mouth.
CHAPTER 32
Jarin felt the exact moment the curse broke.
Searing pain lit up his solar plexus, and he felt a strange rushing sensation, as if falling from a great height. He was in the middle of the road with Riella and Silas and Drue, and he had to pretend nothing was amiss. But right away, he knew his invulnerability no longer existed.
The dark power that’d flowed through his veins for a decade vanished. He felt lighter, as if he could move more freely, but also far more vulnerable.
Why did the curse end? Most likely, a woman fell in love with the prince. Jarin hoped that was the case, because Davron deserved happiness, after everything his mother had done to him.
But for Jarin, the timing couldn’t have been worse. Riella faced death, and he was now far less useful than he’d been a day ago. He could die like any man now. Another stab to the heart would be his last.
Artus, he could deal with. But Polinth? How could Jarin defend Riella against an amoral sorcerer?
His best hope to save the siren was still the amulet. If Artus or Polinth had it already, he could steal it from them and use it to save Riella’s life. He was still a pirate, after all. Stealing was second nature to him. Hardly a solid plan, but it was the best he had.
One thing he knew for sure? He wouldn’t tell anyone the curse had broken. Riella might act differently if she knew, and put herself in danger. He didn’t want her to be concerned for him, especially this close to the full moon. While she was striving to save Seraphine, he would strive to save her.
“What are you thinking about?” came her sleepy voice.
She blinked her eyes open and stretched her body against him.
