Warriors of Poseidon 01 - Atlantis Rising

rest."
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    The smile on his face was smug and undeniably male. She laughed, then pinched him.
     
    "Hey!" He rolled over and caught her underneath him. "Do you know what the penalty is for assaulting the person of Atlantean royalty?"
     
    She rolled her eyes. "Oh, poor baby. That tiny pinch? Surely the dungeon."
     
    Conlan's eyes gleamed with mischief and something decidedly lascivious. "Oh, no. No dungeon for you. The penalty is hard labor. In my bedchambers."
     
    Riley giggled. She couldn't help it. The sight of her proud warrior, for once lighthearted and teasing, simply made her happy.
     
    Conlan's heart stuttered at the sound of Riley's carefree laughter. He'd never stayed around after bedding a female. He'd always known he must avoid entanglements.
     
    But Riley. Riley. Laughing, cheeks flushed with happiness and the aftermath of the night's passion. He'd felt her desire deepen—known when her emotions capitulated.
     
    Still, she had not admitted it.
     
    Not in words.
     
    He grinned. "Maybe we'll have to work on that."
     
    "Work on the idea of me doing hard labor? I think not," she said, squirming in an attempt to get away.
     
    He lifted his arm, let her pull up on her elbows. Which put him exactly where he wanted to be, with his face level with her adorable little belly button.
     
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    He pounced, trapping her again, and licked across her warm skin.
     
    "Hey! No fair," she said, still laughing.
     
    "Be still," he murmured, then slid farther down in the bed, until he was staring at an intriguing triangle of red-gold curls.
     
    "Conlan? What are you—"
     
    Her voice cut off with a gasp as he moved his hand and traced through the curls with one finger. "I think your penalty is about to begin, mi amara. Lie still and accept your punishment."
     
    He moved her thighs apart, trapping them in his hands.
     
    "But—"
     
    He swept his tongue along the path his finger had taken, and she moaned. He smiled. "I think the prisoner must behave, or the penalty will be extended."
     
    Riley caught her breath as Conlan's tongue swept across her again. Nerve endings she didn't even know she had sizzled and flashed fire through her veins, sending an arc of electricity blasting straight from his tongue to every inch of her body.
     
    She moaned as he kissed and licked and suckled her, paying the same attention that he had to her breasts. Except this time, she was going to come in his mouth if he didn't stop.
     
    She whipped her head back and forth on the pillow, drowning in the sensation.
    Surrendering to the primal heat that sparkled from him, from her, from them both. Who Atlantis Rising – Warriors of Poseidon 01
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    knew where one ended and the other began? Oh, his lips, his tongue, his mouth. She was going to explode. If only, if only…
     
    He slid one finger inside her and pressed down.
     
    "Conlan!" somebody—was that her!—screamed.
     
    He added a second finger and thrust them in and out of her wetness in time with what his tongue was doing, and she gasped, begging, pleading.
     
    And then he stopped.
     
    Her eyes flew open and she stared down at him, trying to breathe, trying to focus. He smiled up at her, pupils nearly consumed with that dancing blue-green fire. "Come for me, Riley. Let me taste your sweetness in my throat."
     
    Then he bent his head again and she shattered at the first touch of his mouth. Coming and coming and coming until she thought she would pass out from the sensation.
     
    When he finally released her, he pulled her down beside him and touched her cheeks.
    "You're crying. Did I hurt you?"
     
    She gazed up at him through the tears tangled in her lashes. "No. Far from it. I think… I think you may have healed something in me."
     
    She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled his head down to her. "I need you inside me, Conlan. Please."
     
    Satisfaction and pure possessiveness shone in his eyes. "Then you will have me."
     
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    He pulled her legs up and centered his thick erection over her, nudging at her sensitive core. "Now?" he asked, teasing.
     
    "Now."
     
    With one thrust, he seated himself in her to the hilt, his heavy sac slapping against her bottom. She screamed and clenched around him, convulsing again and again.
     
    He pulled back and thrust again, groaning, as her