Dreams of a Dark Warrior

“I think I’m underdressed.”
    With that sinful gleam in his eyes, Chase had returned with a civilian necktie. He didn’t ask, just wrapped it tight around her head, blindfolding her.
    Then she heard him tearing off his gloves, his excitement palpable.
    Earlier he’d told her, “Eyes forward,” as he’d removed her cuffs. And now this. So why didn’t he want her to see his hands?
    For long moments, she waited for him to make a move, her anticipation building. She could feel hisgaze on her naked body and suspected he was deciding
where
to touch her first.
    Finally he grazed the pads of his fingers over her cheekbone. She shivered as he rasped, “Soft as silk.”
    Gods, it’d been so long since a man had caressed her.
    Another long hesitation. Then he ran a finger over the pointed tip of her ear.
    She began to squirm.
    “You like that?”
    “Uh-huh.” Wondering where he’d touch her next grew maddening.
    When he traced the tip of her other ear and her nipples tightened into aching points, he hissed in a breath.
    Touch them,
she inwardly begged.
    Instead, he brushed his big knuckles along her jawline. “You look so delicate, Regin. Deceptively so.”
    Though she couldn’t see, the scene was vivid enough to her. With each hesitation, she knew he was deliberating over which part he wanted to feel next. As if he was sampling her.
    And she wanted to sample back. When she raised her hands, he said, “Ah-ah, Valkyrie. Just me touchin’ you.” He drew a finger from her inner ankle up to her knee.
    She bit back a cry, dropping her hands.
Wicked, complicated man—
    He swept his thumb over her bottom lip, and she softly moaned, just stopping herself from darting her tongue to his finger.
    She’d begun swaying from the sensual onslaught. “Chase, do you… do you like the way I feel?”
    Moments passed in silence. Then his finger circled her nipple.
    When she cried out, arching her back for more, he groaned,
“I like it.”

TWENTY-SIX

    D eclan had never seen anything like the sight before him. The Valkyrie was trembling, panting, her nipples rock-hard. Her responses had him in a lather to come—the little sounds she made, her expressive mouth, her soft, sensitive skin.
    He could stroke himself off right here, but this teasing her excited him like nothing ever had. In this, his will was her will. If he decided he’d keep her on the edge, then that was where she’d stay. The idea was erotic as hell.
    How had he missed out on this for so long? To go without stroking a woman’s giving flesh?
    But even as the thought arose, he knew his reaction was due to her. The Valkyrie was special to him in some way, her pleasure important.
    For twenty bleak years, he’d convinced himself that he was cold and unfeeling, that he wasn’t burdened by a man’s needs.
    No longer.
I need
her. “Where do you want me to touch you, Regin?”
    She jutted those breathtaking breasts.
    “There?” Just to keep her guessing, he would
not
be touching her there. Not yet.
    “Uh-huh.”
    Instead, he leaned in, grazing his lips over the tip of her ear.
Sexy little ears.
    She shivered wildly. “Chase!”
    Thrilling
. After a pause, he reached around her and dragged his nails across her arse.
    Her plaintive moans came quicker and quicker.
    I could make her orgasm. Just from this game.
He’d never felt a rush like this, as if a mystery he’d long pondered was being revealed—
    She pressed her hand against her flat belly and began sliding it down.
    She would touch herself? In front of him? He groaned, wanting to see her rubbing her sex, but that was for another night. “No, Regin.”
    “Then let me touch you.” She reached for his chest.
    “Put your damned hands down,” he snapped, knowing she’d be horrified by the feel of his skin. “Sit on them.”
    “Chase—”
    “Do it.”
    After a hesitation, she did. He rewarded her by tracing her ear with his lips again. Directly beside it, he murmured, “Are you wet?”
    She could only moan in answer.
    “Show me, then.” He skimmed his finger along one taut inner thigh, and she dutifully spread her legs, revealing her glistening sex. At the sight, his cock pulsed so hard, he thought he might spill at once.
    His control was in shreds.
Have to feel her there,explore her flesh.
He skimmed the backs of his fingers down her belly to her navel, just as she’d detailed earlier. When he circled it, her lips parted around a whispered, “Oh!”
    “You know what comes next. You