Remember how I kept telling you about how hot Bowen MacGrieve was? Like, one of the flat-out sexiest heroes I’ve read in ages? And maybe you guys didn’t believe me. So I’m going to back it up with this scene from Wicked Deeds on a Winter’s Night…
When Bowe yanked the triangles of her suit to the sides, she leaned up on her elbows. With heavy-lidded gray eyes, she watched as he bared her luscious breasts.
At the sight of her nipples, his cock pulsed, about to rip through his jeans. “I’m going tae suckle you so hard you’ll feel me for the rest of the day. Do you want me tae?”
He groaned when she arched her back and fisted her wee hands in his hair to pull him down to one of her breasts. Sucking the peak in bliss, he felt it stiffen and bud under his tongue. As he moved to the other, he said, “Mariketa, you’ve the finest body I’ve ever seen. And I’ve a thousand things I want to do to it, but canna decide where to begin.”
She moaned when he closed his lips on her other nipple. “Whatever you’re going to do, do it quick! I’m close.”
He leaned up, his brows drawn. She wouldn’t last through him preparing her body to receive him. He decided to bring her off before he took her.
Eager to feel her between her thighs again, he plucked free the black string at her right hip. Would she be as wet as before? When he moved to untie the bow at her left hip, she wriggled over to give him better access, as if she couldn’t wait to be rid of her clothes.
Still raised up on her elbows, she stared–rapt like him–as the V of material slinked down, revealing her auburn curls. He chocked out the words, “Part your thighs. Show me how wet you’ve grown.”
In answer, she whimpered and let her knees fall open. A groan broke from his chest when he saw her sex was glistening for him. His cock swelled to be inside it, the pressure in his heavy bollocks nearing pain. His hand shook as he lowered it to stroke her.
At his first touch, her head fell back; he sucked in a breath, thinking he might spend that instant. “So hot and slick. I canna imagine how you’re goin’ tae feel gripping my shaft.”
She lifted her head once more, her brows drawn. “Oh, gods… Bowen…”
He spread her flesh with his thumb and forefinger, about to use his other forefinger to rub her tight little clitoris. Her short, soft moans grew louder with each of her breaths. So close…
The rising seed in his shaft made it throb for relief. Yet even when he was desperate to pin her hips to the ground and plunge it inside her, he wanted to savor the sight of Mariketa on the razor’s edge.
Her reaction was the most erotic thing he’d ever seen.
Her piercing glinted in a filtered ray of sunlight as she began to shake. Her breasts were so plump, her swollen nipples jutting, as if begging to be sucked more. She looked from where he was about to stroke her, then breathlessly gazed up at him, meeting his eyes.
Wicked Deeds on a Winter’s Night: pg 211-212
And things get even hotter from there. Mariketa is one lucky, lucky girl. Seriously, as well as being an incredibly well-written, the Immortals After Dark series is hot.