Page 76 of Dark Awakening: Hidden Currents

"Take off your pants, Ell-rom," she commanded.

For a moment he was frozen, staring at the perfection of her tanned, smooth skin. It looked golden in the soft light of the bedside lamp.

"Your wish is my command, mistress," he slurred his words, his elongating fangs making speech difficult.

As soon as his addled brain made the connection between the state of his fangs and the purpose they served, though, his erection deflated, and his fangs retreated.

Jasmine frowned. "We don't have to do anything you are not ready for. I will be perfectly happy falling asleep in your arms."

He shook his head. "I might not be ready for some things, but I'm very ready for others."

A seductive smile bloomed on her face. "You are still wearing too many clothes for those other things you have in mind."

He was only wearing a pair of sleep pants with nothing underneath and no shirt, so it would be the work of a moment to get rid of them, but maybe there was an art of seduction to undressing, too?

Julian hadn't said anything about it, and the fact that Jasmine did everything in a sensuous way didn't mean that males were held to the same standards. Not that he cared if they were or not, but he didn't want to do something that would not be desirable to her.

Given that Jasmine was impatient, though, perhaps going fast was better.

"Wow, you're quick." Jasmine trailed her gaze over his naked body, stopping at his jutting erection. "Come here." She patted her chest. "I want to feel you skin to skin."

That was the sort of invitation he could never refuse.

As he covered her with his body, he was careful to brace his weight on his forearms even though he didn't have enough meat on his bones yet to be heavy.

"This is incredible." He looked into her warm, brown eyes. "The golden flakes swirling around your irises are hypnotic. I could spend eternity looking at your eyes."

"I could also gaze into your eyes for hours." Jasmine wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled his head down for a kiss. When she let go of him, his fangs were once again protruding over his lower lip. "But there are other things I would like to do with you as well." Shifting, she guided him to his side and put her hands on his chest. "You are so nicely made." She smoothed her hands in a downward sweep until reaching his erection. "Very nicely made, indeed."

He had trouble breathing, let alone moving.

"Touch me, Ell-rom," Jasmine breathed.

Still gazing into her eyes, he had followed her example and slowly smoothed his hand over the curve of her hip until he reached the juncture of her thighs. She was so wet for him.

"This is good," she encouraged.

As his finger sank inside her moist heat, Jasmine moaned. "That's very good, but I still need more."

He was going to climax from all the sensations bombarding him. The feel of her wet sheath tight around his finger, the intoxicating scent of her arousal, the sounds she was making.

"Add another finger, Ell-rom," Jasmine commanded.

He did, and she moaned even louder and arched up when he started slowly moving his fingers in and out of her.

"I want you inside of me," she whispered and shifted to her back, pulling him on top of her.

Gripping his shaft, Ell-room positioned it at Jasmine's entrance and pushed inside just the tip. Conflicting instincts warred within him, one urging him to surge into her and join them withone hard thrust, the other urging him to be careful with the woman he loved and follow her guidance.

When that resulted in a throaty groan, and she clutched his bottom, urging him on, he pushed a little more.

She arched up, taking more of his length inside of her.

"This is…" He didn't know what to say.

"Perfect," she finished for him. "Give me everything, Ell-rom."

He pushed all the way in and then stilled. The feeling was incomparable, the joining so complete that it was magical. If he moved, he was going to climax, and he refused to let it end so soon.