Burn With Me (Legend of the Sun Whisperers) (11 page)

Draco slipped her shirt up over her head and tossed it on the floor. He stared at her a moment, his eyes practically glowing with light. Every part of him seemed to emanate heat.  Maddelyn swore that even his gaze left fiery trails in its wake as it roamed over her, branding her as his own.

He shrugged out of his shirt, the muscles in his broad shoulders rippling under his bronze skin. He really did look like a god with his flawless tanned skin and tight body. One finger trailed slowly down her chest and traced a lazy circle around the tight bud of her right nipple. He pinched the peak lightly, and Maddelyn gasped, the pleasure singing from her breast and settling hotly between her thighs.

The strands of his hair brushed her skin as Draco leaned forward and sucked softly on the taught bud of her nipple. The peak tightened even more in the heat of his mouth, and the sensation made her entire body throb with need. Maddelyn arched her back in abandon and sank her hands into his hair. The strands felt like gossamer as they slid over her fingers. His hand replaced his mouth as he moved his attention to her other breast. His tongue laved at her, each flick against her sensitive nipple making her want him even more.

Draco moved so that his mouth was crushing hers again, as his hand skimmed her hip and eased her panties down. She wiggled her hips to help, and soon her underwear joined all her other clothes somewhere on the floor. All that Maddelyn cared about was that she needed to be free so Draco could touch her.
Everywhere.

His hand cupped her mound and lightly parted her folds, which were slick with arousal.  One long finger slowly entered, withdrew, then circled her clit, the pressure making her body hum in expectation. One finger was replaced by two that pumped slowly into her, his thumb rubbing the nub of her clit with each thrust. Maddelyn
’s groans of pleasure filled his mouth, her hips arching off the bed to meet his invading fingers. The bliss coiled tightly in her belly, like a hungry tiger waiting to jump into action.

The force of her orgasm came on her suddenly, and the waves crashed over her body unexpectedly. Maddelyn broke free of Draco
’s possessive mouth and cried out into the darkness as spasms of pleasure rocked her body to its core. He continued driving his fingers into her as she came, intensifying the pressure on her clit until Maddelyn almost couldn’t stand it.  She gulped for air as she fought for control of her body.

The spasms in her body died down and Draco ceased his sweet torment. Maddelyn
’s breath hitched as she watched him peel off his pants, the rest of his body even more glorious than she’d already seen. Her heart flipped a little in her chest when her gaze travelled downward to his groin. She reached out and touched him. Her fingers barely covered his thick length. He was hot and hard, like steel encased in velvet.

Maddelyn
’s gaze met Draco’s once again. His eyes were so bright, they reminded her of a lion in the dark of the forest. His blood ran hot as he throbbed in her hand, and she squeezed him gently. He closed his eyes and groaned. Her thumb circled the head of his shaft and settled on the underside of the sensitive head. She increased the pressure, making him groan louder.

In one swift movement, Draco was on the bed and poised himself over her body, capturing her arms and holding them above her head. His knee spread her legs and he settled between her thighs, his erection barely touching the sensitive folds that ached to be a part of him.

His eyes. His eyes
glowed
. So brightly, it almost hurt to look at him. But Maddelyn couldn’t tear her gaze away. They were beautiful, yet painful at the same time. Sparkling, molten jewels of fire.

He lowered his mouth, his lips resting against hers.
“You burn so brightly, Maddleyn.  Like a star amidst all this darkness.” He kissed her roughly, the head of his shaft teasing her aching nub briefly. “Burn with me, Maddelyn.”

Maddelyn lifted her hips off the bed to rub herself slowly along the hard length of him. 
“Yes, Draco.” Burn with him, she would. Perhaps leaving nothing of her pain and despair but a pile of ash.

With a loud growl, he plunged into her body, her wet channel stretching to accommodate him. Maddelyn cried out in surprise and pleasure, his thick rod filling her completely as he thrust into her over and over again.

Draco released her arms and pulled her hips toward him. He hooked her legs up over his shoulders, opening her to him thoroughly, so that with each thrust, he went deeper than before.

The air around them shimmered with heat. Sweat slicked Draco
’s chest and settled between Maddelyn’s breasts as he continued to pump into her body. His fire scorched her from the inside and outside at the same time. Maddelyn was positive she would burn up completely.  Consumed by his fire until there was nothing left of her. But what a death it would be.

Draco leaned down, forcing her knees back. His thrusts became even more forceful as he bent his head, his lips closing tightly around one of her nipples. Waves of pure bliss coursed through Maddelyn
’s body, making her muscles clench tightly around him. He groaned and circled the hard peak with his teeth and tugged.

That was all she needed to send her plummeting over the edge once more.

A sizzling wave rocked her body as she came, hard and fast, all her muscles locked and rigid. Her fingers dug deeply into Draco’s shoulders as she bucked against him in pure abandonment, lost in his touch and his heat.

He pulsed inside her, throbbing as his own climax neared. His gaze locked with hers and for a moment, Maddelyn was sure the room had disappeared. Flames danced before her eyes as they surrounded Draco
’s head in a fiery halo, his eyes filled with fire of their own. He cried out and tensed, jerking inside her. Pure, searing heat snaked through her body as her muscles spasmed again, another orgasm taking her by surprise.

Maddelyn clung to him, their bodies slick with sweat and pulsing together with surges of blistering pleasure. He let her legs fall back to her sides. His ragged breathing matched her own as she fought to come back down from wherever Draco had just taken her.

Still buried inside her, Draco held himself so that his weight didn’t crush her. He brushed a damp lock of hair out of her face. His golden eyes had returned to their regular amber color.

“Do your eyes always change like that?”

Draco caressed her cheek with his knuckles. “Not always. Only when I’m angry. Or aroused.”

Maddelyn gasped as he moved inside her, a small jerk that sent her reeling. He kissed her softly, then pulled away, settling beside her on the bed. Sweat cooled on her body in the night air. She shivered. The absence of his body left her wanting in more ways than one.

As if sensing her distress, Draco gathered her in his arms, and pulled her body close to his.  Instantly, she was warm and peaceful, enveloped in his light that so easily banished her darkness. 

Maddelyn could almost see herself moving on from this disenchanted life, with Draco at her side. But that hope was unrealistic. This world was not Draco
’s. He had problems of his own.  And a ship that would take him far away from this place. But at least she’d have this one memory to hold onto, where war and death remained in the shadows while she basked in Draco’s bright light.

Draco tightened his grip around her.
“As long as I remain breathing, Maddelyn. Do not forget that.” His lips brushed her ear in a whisper.

Such a promise his words held. Dare she let herself believe it?

With a sigh, Maddelyn drifted off to sleep.

****

Draco relaxed his hold on Maddelyn as he felt her breathing even off with sleep. Her curves molded perfectly to his body, and desire to take her again nearly overwhelmed him, leaving him hard and aroused. But a bitter pang of guilt pricked at him for his carelessness. She was vulnerable, and he should have been strong enough to resist. He didn’t want this to be something she regretted tomorrow.

He
’d meant to be gentle with her, giving in to the sensual caresses she’d permitted. But after tasting her, feeling her pressed against him, her moist heat banished all of his control. He was left powerless against the primal need to claim Maddelyn, practically branding her as his own.

Draco sighed and rested his face against her hair. He inhaled her scent, the musk of their lovemaking heady in the room. Her reaction had been unexpected, but normal for some. Reaching out for intimacy in the face of grief was one way to reclaim your heart. Physical pleasure as a way to escape the emotional pain. He
’d worried that she’d sank into a pit of sorrow, never to climb out. Being her beacon was the least he could do, though he was beginning to hope for the chance to be so much more.

Each passing moment spent with Maddelyn, he heard her thoughts more clearly. Typically only those races with telepathic abilities could breach his mental boundaries. As far as he knew, Maddelyn had no such abilities, but as they joined, he distinctly heard her in his mind, longing for that small chance to move on through all of this.

He’d meant what he said to her. Keeping her from harm had just become his number one priority. Only by protecting her could he find out about the connection they shared. And with that, perhaps she’d really find a way to move on and think about a future. With him.

That thought eased a bit of his inner turmoil. Only the morning would bring the answer to his questions. And to get there, he needed sleep.

Chapter Seven

Maddelyn stretched, her muscles stiff from sleep. Heat climbed along her back where her skin touched Draco’s. Reluctantly, she wriggled out from under his arm and stood. She turned and studied him a moment.

His large frame nearly took up the entire bed, his bronze skin a sharp contrast to the ivory sheet that lay coiled around his body. One arm lay over his eyes, the bicep almost as large as her thigh. He was simply beautiful.

Heat flooded her body at the thought of what happened between them last night.  Maddelyn had never considered herself a prude when it came to sex, but she also wasn’t one to “sleep around” either. She’d only had a few boyfriends in school, and didn’t date much as an adult. She did have a steady boyfriend before the Raknorg came, but that all came to an end when Timothy died the same day as her brother Jared. Ever since that day, she had closed off her heart, piece by piece, focusing on survival. So many of her friends had turned to the comfort of each other, seeking that intimate connection to deal with all the death and loss. Never made sense to her until now.

Then came Draco. Even though Maddelyn had only known him a short while, there was something about him that she trusted. Not only that, but she had trusted him enough to let go with him and share an unfathomable moment together. One that had surely saved her from tumbling into that black abyss of grief permanently. He
’d been the light for the salvation of her soul and her heart. But where did they go from here? Would he consider last night to have been a one-time thing? Did she want it to be? Or could she really have a future that might include Draco?

Maddelyn turned and scooped up her panties and a t-shirt, slipping them on. Draco
’s ship would be repaired by now, so there was nothing to keep him from leaving this world, even though he had promised to protect her. But hadn’t that promise been made in the heat of the moment?

“I do not make promises I do not intend to keep.” 

Draco’s deep voice startled Maddelyn out of her thoughts and she jumped. She turned to find him propped up on one elbow, studying her intently.

“Okay. Number one, you scared me silly. Number two, how is it that you seem to always know what I’
m thinking about?”

She stepped over to the bed and sat down, waiting for an answer. Draco gently took her hand and kissed her palm. A jolt of electricity shot through her body.

“How are you feeling?”

Warm and tingly, and wanting to jump your bones
. “I’m fine, and don’t think you can change the subject with your distracting lips. Please answer my question.”

Draco arched a blond eyebrow at her.
“Jump my bones?”

Maddelyn
’s mouth dropped open for a second in disbelief. “See? I didn’t say that out loud. I only
thought
it.”

Draco sighed and leaned back on the bed, his hands under his head.
“Sometimes, I can hear you in my mind.”

Maddelyn made a face in confusion.
“What, like hear what I’m thinking?
Read my mind?
”

“Yes.”

“No way.”

Draco rolled on his side and faced her.
“I told you my people have telepathic abilities.  That we mind-speak with each other.”

Maddelyn inhaled deeply, a tiny spot of panic taking root in her gut at the thought of her private thoughts not being entirely her own.
“But you never said you could do that with other kinds of people.”

He reached out and trailed his finger down her arm, leaving goose bumps in its wake. 
“That is because we usually cannot. Not unless that race is specifically telepathic.”