His Darkest Embrace (Jaguar Warriors 2)

Skye began to whimper. There was no other way for her to express the feelings and sensations that were attacking her body in relentless precision. Every time he went deep a thousand sparks of electricity exploded, their sharp bands of pleasure fingering their way out until every inch of her flesh was on fire.

Jagger teased her until she was nearly in a frenzy; drawing himself out again and again. He would take her to the edge and pull back just when she was ready to plunge over.

“Godammit Jagger, I can’t take this.” Her body was humming, energy flowing from her body to his, and inside, deep within the recesses of her soul, the raptor sang a song that was ancient.

You are mine, I am yours.

The words whispered along the edge of her mind and as the pressure began to peak, as Jagger bent over and began to pound into her in earnest, she knew that there was no turning back.

Jagger was hunched over her, his large frame glistening with sweat as his body continued to dance to an ancient rhythm that was unique and all their own. His muscles strained as one hand gripped Skye’s hip, while the other was splayed over her head, resting along the rock wall that hid beneath the spray of water.

When he snarled, Skye answered in kind and when she felt the sting of his teeth along her shoulder she shuddered. Her head whipped back and she could feel his cheek next to the crook of her neck as he held on, his mouth and teeth digging into her soft flesh.

“Jagger, you’re gonna kill me,” she said hoarsely as the pressure reached a crescendo deep inside of her. She felt his body strain as her channel tightened around him.

“You feel amazing.”

She could barely hear his words as he began to up the tempo, his body pounding into hers in a hard-hitting symphony of passion.

Her orgasm erupted from deep inside and Skye screamed as the intensity of it washed over her in waves, each thrust taking her deeper into an abyss of pleasure. Jagger continued to pump his body into hers, a snarl erupting from deep within his chest as he came.

He continued to rock her gently, each pass slower than the last, until he finally collapsed onto her, his arms pulling her close as he withdrew, and they fell back into the pool of water.

Skye lay against his hard, heaving chest and there were no words.

She opened her eyes and watched the water fall from above and relished the feel of it as it slid across her heated body.

In the sky the sun was fading fast and she could feel the power that it gave her slipping away. Clouds were hanging low and they were growing thicker as the moments passed. They were dark, ominous.

She sniffed the air and knew that rain was definitely coming.

She flipped over, pushing away from Jagger and immersing her body in the silky liquid. The basin was shallow here and she took care not to scrape along the rock near the bottom. The water felt amazing, magical, and she wished it had the power to wash away everything about her. To truly make her into that girl she so desperately wanted to become.

When she broke the surface and shook the water from her face and hair she sighed. Her eyes found Jagger immediately and a thrill went through her at the look that graced his handsome face.

But it was gone already, the glow of their lovemaking, and a heavy weight once more was pressing against her chest. Things were not finished here.

Angrily, she kicked her feet and swam the few feet to the edge. But then what had she expected?

“Hey.” His soft voice was there, sliding across her like velvet. His smell was all around and she shuddered at the intensity of her feelings for him. A jaguar.

Skye turned to him and let him gather her into his arms. The heat from his body felt wonderful and she relaxed against him, once more fighting the sting of tears.

He was the man she loved, and she had no freaking clue what the future was going to bring.

“I’m so tired,” she whispered.

Jagger scooped her up and grabbed her scattered clothes along the way as he walked back to where he’d found her.

“What’s that?”

Skye followed his gaze. “It was the home of the portal.”

At that precise moment the first splash of rain fell across her face, quickly followed by another.

“Looks like shelter to me,” he answered and nipped at her nose. “Can you get me through the protection ward?”

“As long as we’re together I can get you through.”