Dreams of a Dark Warrior

first, because …” She trailed off again.
    He smirked.
You’re on your own, lass. And the water’s gettin’ deep.
“Nice try.”
    With a challenging lift of her chin, she said, “He wasn’t comfortable because of myriad reasons that we soon worked through. Completely. I reminded him that it was just me. Just his Regin. And that I’d seen him in so many guises and had known him in so many lives.”
    Her eyes got a faraway look when she said, “We’d been through too much together to ever hold back from each other.” She faced him again. “Declan realized that I’d never judge him and that he could always trust me. Once he relaxed, we started kissing and petting each other, exploring each other with slow, grazing touches.” Her voice was growing throaty.
    Declan was literally on the edge of his seat. Though his body felt strung tight as a bow, his mind’s turmoil continued to ebb. He dimly thought,
This is what it’s like to feel normal.
Somehow this Valkyrie made him feel … right.
    “Soon neither of us could stand it any longer. He saw how my claws were curling for him—”
    “I ken what that means now,” Declan said, cutting her off. Then his eyes narrowed. “Let me see them.”
    She raised her hands from the water to display her little shell-pink claws.
    —Curling for her man.—
He swallowed. “You’re gettin’ aroused right now.”
    “I don’t deny it.”
    “Then by all means, woman,
keep talkin’
.”
    Another reluctant grin. “He lifted me from the bath and laid me down on the rug.” She pointed to the one beside the tub. “Which, coincidentally, looked a lot like this one.”
    “And what’d you do on it, then?”
    “We were both dripping water and breathing heavily as he knelt between my legs. His hand trailed down my body, caressing with the back of his fingers. Descending inch by inch. On the way down, he circled my navel with the pad of his forefinger, round and round—”
    “And then?”
    She grinned at his impatient tone. “And then his fingers dipped to my sex. Is that what you want to hear about?”
    “Aye, I’ll hear of that.”
    “With his first touch, he gave a groan. In his husky voice, he told me he loved how slick I’d gotten for him.”
    Would I find her so right now?
God help him, he knew he would.
    “He began leisurely stroking me, making me roll my hips up to his teasing touches.”
    A sudden thought occurred.
I could tease her.
Since he suffered no strain with her, he wouldn’t have tospeed through the act, gritting his teeth as he tried to come.
I could play with her.
He swallowed.
Play with her all night long.
    Except he wore gloves. How would she react if she saw his scarred hands? His body?
    “By the time he finally delved his fingers inside me, I was whimpering with need.”
    —She needs them deep.—
Inward shake.
    “But Chase was merciless, slowly thrusting them, readying me.” She’d begun panting, the tops of her breasts almost visible.
    “Readying you,” he repeated.
Would I have thought to do that?
    “He knew it’d been two hundred years since I’d had sex last.”
    “Two
hundred
.” And Declan had thought
he
’d been celibate for an age.
    “I stay faithful to him, always have. But Chase would prepare me anyway, since he was quite large.” Her gaze fell on his erection, bulging against his pants.
    When her eyes went silvery, he found himself easing his knees open for her to better see it. Lips parted, she glided through the water closer to him; he yanked the bench closer to her.
    “We’re like magnets,” she breathed.
    “Kneel up.” If he was going to hell … “Let me see you.”
    With no hesitation, she did. Giving him a clear view of her breasts.
    He ran a shaking hand over his mouth, muttering,
“Jaysus.”
They were flawless, fuller at the bottom, with tawny nipples proudly upturned.
    Déjà vu rocked him. Losing his mind . . .
    She placed her hands on the end of the tub, leaning toward him on straightened arms. Her body was trembling so much that her breasts quivered, suds dripping from them. Her nipples were so tight they had to ache.
    Not as much as my cock is achin’ from this sight.
The urge to run the heel of his palm down his shaft grew nearly irresistible. “Keep goin’.”
    “H-he covered my body with his own, removing his fingers to replace them with his shaft. Inch by inch, he sank into me while I writhed in delight—”
    “Wait.” Eyes narrowed, he leaned forward as well until he could