My Second Chance Mate is a Barbarian (Sera and Fenris) novel Chapter 230

Irina

He let go of my chin and put his hand at the side of my throat. Open palm, fingers spread, the heel of his hand at my collarbone and his thumb under my ear.

He slowly ran his eyes down the length of my body under the sheet. He took his time. Now I know what a horse feels like under the eyes of a buyer.

He took the sheet off me in one pull.

He had it bunched in his fist at my knees and he tore it sideways off the bed and let it drop. The nightdress had ridden up to my hips leaving my thighs down bare. He looked at the bare skin from my knees to the bunched silk at my waist and his face did not move at all, and he did not have to say anything for me to know what he was looking at, and my whole body was hot at once.

"Spread your legs."

This Idiot was in my room, and was ordering me to spread my legs. Just a simple scream from me, and every guard in the mansion would be here. Kark would be killed before he can even explain what he was doing mounting the Queen of Valdris.

I did not scream. Neither did I spread my legs like he’d instructed.

I did not do that because some part of me was still trying to hold a line.

He laid his hand on the inside of my knee.

"Spread your legs, my queen."

The way he said it this time was different. He had said it from the foot of the bed almost as a courtesy. He had said it a minute ago with a half-spit. He said it now like a man who knew it was the wrong word for what I was tonight and was going to make me hear it anyway.

I spread my legs.

He growled in approval.

He came down between them and put his weight on his forearms above me, and the front of him was against the soft place between my hips and there was nothing between us but his trousers, and he was hard against me, and I was wet, and we both knew it, and he did not bother to comment.

The hand that had been at my throat came down to my breast under the silk, palm full, no asking, and he took it in his hand and rolled the nipple between his thumb and finger until I was moaning under him.

He took my lips.

"There's the queen," he murmured into my mouth.

I tried to turn my face away.

He brought it back..

"Don't get shy now, Irina."

"I am not —"

"You miss my cock inside you don’t you?"

I choked on my own saliva.

"Yess… I know." He kissed under my jaw. "I smelt your arrousal the moment I walked in. Tell me… You miss me don’t you."

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