Home is Where You Are – Part 4*

~ TARKYN ~

With a puttering growl, Tarkyn kissed his way down Harth's neck, her shoulder, her collarbone, and yet still down, until the warm plump of her breast was under his tongue.

Staring at her out from under his brows and the hair falling into his eyes, he smiled as he traced her nipple with his tongue.

Harth stared down at him, watching, eyes wide, as he teased that peak that hadn't softened since he'd held her in his hands. Then he opened his mouth over it and sucked.

Harth whimpered and her hips bucked.

He sucked again and her breath stopped. She'd wrapped both arms around him, her hands in his hair, holding him against her, still watching as he opened his mouth wider, laving her with the flat of his tongue, tasting her more, deeper, sucking harder in rhythm with his thrusts, until she began to shake.

"Harth," he rasped against her. "My love—"

"Don't stop, please!" she pleaded.