Looking up at him, I whisper as if I’m confessing a crime, “Never been kissed.”
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Iversen
I swallow, filling with male pride and I feel so close to her that not even death will be able to seperate us. Her little face stares up at me, her eyes filled with worry over my reaction and her lower lip trembles as she waits for my reply. My heart clenches because she’s such a fucking gift. Men in our lifestyle crave women like her.
The less men that have touched them, the fewer men we have to kill and no made man wants to waste perfectly good bullets on his woman’s former lovers.
“Do you want to be?” I rasp and her eyes flash. “You want me to kiss you, baby?”
“What if someone s...sees?” she stutters, because that’s her biggest worry. My biggest worry is that I’ll lose control and do more than just kiss her. Inwardly I shudder. Fuck, I promised her to be discreet, promised not to leave any marks or little love bites and yet it’s all I want to do. And I want to grab my dagger and carve a V right on top of my heart. I want the scar to be so deep it won’t ever heal but shine brightly like silver, the way my Valkyrie shines.
“They won’t. No preying eyes, I promise.”
She bites her lip. “But I don’t know how it’s done. I’ve seen other people do it but I could never do it like that.” Her eyes dart. “I don’t want to let you down.”
“You couldn’t even if you tried,” I assure her and my voice has turned gruff because she’s riling me up with her virtue. “And I’ll teach you how to do it.”
Valkyrie slumps a little with relief before looking at me again as if waiting for instructions and I clear my throat.
“Put your arms around my neck.”
She obliges, wrapping them around me and they’re warm and slender and so gentle that I want to scream out my arousal. It’s too much, always too damn much...She awaits my next instructions, her eyes shining with hope but there’s too much space between us. Another person could fit in between. At the thought, I put my hand on her lower back and push her to me and she lets out a gasp.
“You’re alright,” I whisper and I stroke her until she looks like she wants to purr under the full moon. “Relax.”
Valkyrie nods, biting her lip again before quickly releasing it as if she remembered that I’m going to need it. Inhaling her scent, I lower my face and try ignoring her shudder. Fuck, sometimes she’s like a fluffy little animal stuck in a hunter’s trap. It endears her to me and at the same time it forces me to be careful with her.
“I brushed my teeth,” she blurts nervously and I tense.
“Ah...that’s good to know,” I rasp, trying not to smile. “I’m going to put my lips against yours now. You don’t have to do anything. Just feel and let me do it.”
Nodding, she squeezes her eyes as if she thinks I got razorblades on my tongue and I shake my head before pressing my lips against hers. She whimpers behind her pinched mouth and she’s all tense before softening and then she softens so much, she slowly drives me mad. Her taste is numbing and she’s no damn wallflower. She’s belladonna poison and she shoots me up in my veins like a narcotic.
I groan and she twitches at the sound, her eyes flaring when I cup her neck and hold her so tight that I feel her breasts against my chest. They’re bigger than I thought they’d be and as soft if not softer than her mouth. “You taste good,” I moan, “I’m going to put my tongue inside now, okay baby?”
“W...what do I do with it?” Valkyrie stutters, making my head swim with her concoction of eagerness and timidity.
“Just taste me and let me play with you.”
“Do I play b...back?”
Fuck, I’d love it if she would. “If you feel like it,” I groan and slide my tongue along her seam and she starts panting. Her hands tug at my shoulders and my whole body responds to her touch.
“Iversen...,” she moans, the sound delirious and I fill with a sense of victory, seeking more from the kiss, demanding more. She drives me crazy when she slowly responds, our tongues manipulating, the kiss turning intense and she lets out a pant. I stab my fingers into her tresses, marveling in the silkiness before trailing kisses down her pulsating throat. I’m panting just as she is and my thoughts turn blurry, my body taking over and I hold Valkyrie tighter, pulling her down to the park bench, ready to rip the robe from her and take my lawful place when I hear her saying my name over and over as if trying to get my attention.
Forcefully, I stop and look at her and she watches me through hooded and dazed eyes. She’s overwhelmed. Her robe has slid down her shoulder, her mouth red from my furious kissing and I feel my heart sink but thank fuck there are no marks on her slender throat.
Brushing my hands through my hair, I shrug myself to gain control. “Baby, you were too mouthwatering. I couldn’t stop. Something came over me. I barely even knew what I was doing. All I could feel was you and it almost drove me over the edge...”
“It was hard to stop for me too,” Valkyrie whispers, rearing her clothes and she’s still breathing in that intense rhythm that drives me wild. She gulps. “I should go home before this gets out of hand.” Rising she looks down at me and I’m still holding onto her fingers before letting her go and she shivers.
“Valkyrie?” I rasp and she raises a brow. “Think about me before you fall asleep. Let me be the last thing on your mind.”
“You will be,” she whispers before turning serious and she looks at me as if I just awakened something within her. “A girl never forgets her first kiss.” Her voice fills with heated emotions. “And I’ll never forget this one for as long as I live!”
A smile curls around my lips as she runs into the forest with her hair and robe fluttering behind her and I want to chase her so damn bad that I need to use my dagger to stay fucking put. Digging the tip into my palm, I grimace at the pain but there’s nothing I wouldn’t do for Valkyrie.