Draven.
I’d never once imagined I’d claim anything that once belonged to Zarek. He’d taken from me—land, pride—but Valtira? She wasn’t spoils of revenge.
No.
She was mine now because that cursed bastard never deserved her in the first place. And tonight, under this endless sky, I’d make sure she felt it down to her bones.
I parted her slick folds with my fingers, spreading her open, and dragged my tongue through her heat in one long, deliberate stroke. She bucked, a sharp cry tearing from her throat.
I didn’t stop—couldn’t. I licked deeper, sucking her swollen c**t between my lips, flicking the sensitive bud until her thighs clamped around my shoulders, trembling violently.
Her legs locked tighter, heels digging into my back, urging me closer, deeper. Her fingers twisted in my hai
