Raven's Prey

through her and she was helpless to halt the loving assault.
    “Part your lips for me, honey,” he ordered roughly as he lowered his head.
    Wordlessly she obeyed, loving the taste of him. Her arms wrapped around the bold contours of his back and she sighed into his throat.
    “Now part your legs for me,” he growled.
    She felt the fierce surge of satisfaction and anticipation in him as she again obeyed. He came into her with a passionate ferocity that made the breath catch in her chest for an instant. Then she was caught up in the swift, spiraling climb to the heights.
    There was no other bird that could master a raven in the air, she remembered dimly. And she was held tightly in her raven’s talons. Faster and faster they flew until the warm lightning caught them both. Then they clung together through the slow, languorous descent. All the way to the ground Honor heard her name on Judd’s lips. It was spoken with reverence and love and happiness and sheer, masculine possession.
    Honor’s eyes flickered open to find Judd propped on his elbow beside her, gazing down at her love-softened body. There was deep contentment and a trace of loving amusement in the hard lines of his face. His fingers idly stroked the scar on the inside of her wrist.
    “Honor,” he vowed huskily, “I’m going to do my best to make you happy. I know things started off badly between us and I know I’m not the kind of man you always dreamed of falling in love with but I’ll—”
    She put up a hand, covering his mouth and stopping the words. Her eyes smiled lovingly. “Are you worried about not being romantic enough for me?”
    He nodded mutely.
    She grinned. “Don’t you know how marvelously romantic it is for [_a _]woman to be abducted by the man she loves?”
    He looked taken aback. “It is?”
    “Definitely. We’ll have to do it every other year on our anniversary.”
    “That sounds like an interesting sort of game,” he decided, his eyes full of laughter.
    “One you should excel at You’re a born hunter. A bird of prey.”
    “Ummm, maybe, but I think I prefer what happens after I get my hands on you to the hunt itself. Making love to you is a much more enjoyable pastime than hunting you down.”
    Judd leaned over and emphasized his words with a slow, possessive kiss and Honor gave herself up in complete trust to the embrace of the raven she had gentled.