Tempting Ecstasy (The Guardians of the Realms Book 4) (22 page)

I’m taking you home,
he said in her mind as his lips molded and tempted her so slowly. She heard him in her mind telling her just how much he was looking forward to sampling the rest of her. She moaned into his mouth. Their thoughts were open, shared. One big palm caressed her naked ass and his other pulled in her hair to move her lips so he could taste every inch of her mouth. His.

Her legs were clamped around him, and she used her hands in his hair and digging in his shoulders to move her wet achy pussy over his jean-covered cock. She ran her nails through his hair until she earned a growl into her mouth.

She heard the balcony door slide open, and cool air wiped at her hot skin and hair. She was so lost she gasped when they flew apart only to reform a minute later in sexual agony. Their bodies had combined in the air; it was nothing like teleporting with others. This was beautiful erotic torture, and she writhed and moaned as she tried to rub her aching clit over his jeans while his fingers slid down the crease of her ass and over her wet entrance, rubbing her lips and then sliding back.

She smelled damp earth and heard the door open, but she was too lost in the kiss, his touch, to even attempt looking around. The slow seductive sampling was driving her wild. His thoughts were running in her mind, and that was his plan. To make her come over and over before he finally claimed her; he wanted her all over him.
Yes, I want you bathing my skin as I fuck you over the edge again and again, Dacia.

She felt cool blankets meet her back as he gently set her in the middle of a huge bed. She barely noticed the wood or the huge stone fireplace. She was too focused on the male in front of her. Now that she’d felt his touch, she was empty without it.

“Let me look at you,” he said as the buttons slipped from the flannel covering her. He toed off his boots and slid off the jeans and underwear. Nude perfection was standing in front of her, and his hard cock was beading with fluid that she wanted to lick off. The muscles of his chest and stomach twitched as she studied him.

“I love how you look at my cock. You want it covered in come, don’t you, Dacia?”

She inhaled sharply and nodded, unable to form words as he crawled onto the big bed with her.

“Spread wide, make room for me between your smooth thighs, princess.” His body settling over hers, he slid the ridge of his cock over her lower lips until he was covering her, pinning her with his weight as he sampled her lips again. Her hips jerked, but she was caught with his cock between them, keening for more.

Is this how you imagined your first kisses? With me between your thighs while you try to steal an orgasm like a greedy little she-wolf?
He was smiling, and she didn’t care that he was right. She wanted to come. The kisses alone were driving her wild, and the soft dusting of hair on his chest was rasping against her nipples.

She moaned. She never expected something as innocent as a kiss to taste and feel so damned good. Goosebumps ran all over her arms. His taste and the slow glide of his tongue against hers was torture. She felt his lips curve again.

I’m going to take my time. I want my fill of every inch. All that waiting made me want it all. No matter how much I hurt before I claim your sweet pussy.

Her hands roved over his back, and she loved the way his muscles twitched as if following her caress.

His lips finally moved from hers until they were at her neck and behind her ear, breathing her in, devouring her. He pulled her hair, not enough to hurt, but enough to feel the tug as he sucked on her neck. Marking her skin. His teeth slid over her collarbone, and his tongue circled and tasted there. She whimpered when his lips found her breast. Her nails bit into his back, and he groaned deep before her hands were lifted above her head and held with his power. Trapped and needy.

“I want to touch you,” she growled and fought the hold, wanting her hands on him.

Once I’ve had you, I’ll let you touch and taste all you want, but I want this to last. I’m greedy and want your come all over me when I finally get inside you. Your sharp little claws make me lose my mind.

She growled in frustration and felt him playfully nip at her skin.

By the end of the night we’ll both be covered in come, and our animals might finally be at peace.
He grinned wickedly at her. He was so damned beautiful.

She inhaled as his tongue toyed with her hard nipples while his hands plumped and pushed the mounds together to rub his face all over them. His fine stubble abraded the sensitive skin and she loved it; her wolf whimpered inside her head.

You taste so fucking good. Your skin is like nothing I’ve ever known,
he said reverently and moved lower to dip his tongue in her navel before blowing air over the wet flesh and grinning when she cried out for more. For his mouth lower.

You want my mouth on that sweet-smelling pussy, Dacia? You want my tongue dipping inside? Eating you up, lapping up all that cream?
He rubbed his cheeks over her thighs and bare mound until she didn’t think she’d make it another second. She fought, demanded and growled for more.

“That’s it, I told you you’d scream.” He said the words against her opening. “Bend your knees up and back. Open up so I can see it all. Your wet little cunt slicking juices all down your ass. Everything.”

She growled, but did what he said. She’d do anything to come.

“Anything?” His smile was feral.

“Anything.” She didn’t care what he did as long as he let her come.

He gave her pussy a kiss before getting up to spread her apart. “So wet and so damn pink. This is all mine. You haven’t broken your promise?”

She shook her head.

“So nothing but my finger has ever felt this…” he whispered as he dipped his finger in, just a little. It was foreign, and so good her back bowed. He growled, his eyes flashing with his animal riding close to the surface. She was in his head, knew he was barely holding on, and she wanted him to let go. They both felt so much it was hard to understand where one started and the other ended. She meant something special and magical to him. She was a gift that mesmerized him. Her nipples were throbbing and achy and so was her pussy.

He bent and set his mouth to her flesh, and the heat and smooth wet glide of his tongue on her clit was another incredible high. When he pushed his tongue between her labia, she screamed and bucked against his face.
So damned hot and sweet,
he growled and gripped her squirming hips in his hands and buried his entire face between her thighs. He used his tongue, lips, even his nose slid over her clit as she screamed and then begged for mercy when her pussy started pulsing and she was coming against him.

Fuck. So perfect.
He lifted up and rubbed a hand over his face and slid her desire onto his chest before kissing her again. Her come and the taste of his mouth aroused her all over again.

He sat back on his knees again and slid his finger in to the knuckle.

“So beautiful with my finger inside. All fucking mine, I can feel it. You’ve given me more than I think you understand. I’ve waited thousands of years, princess. For you…” He looked at her with so much feeling in his eyes. His thoughts were intense, categorizing all the things that made her perfect for him. “You’re a treasure I’d never imagined.” He leaned in and kissed her again as she melted. The fingers of one hand still inside her, his others caressed her cheek and jaw, down to her neck until his hand collared her throat gently and his thumb caressed her wild pulse. He was possessive and near feral with need. “You’re sucking me in, Dacia.”

“I can feel how fucking mine you are, can feel the barrier stretching, pushing around my finger.” His chest heaved and his muscles jerked as he moved again.

“Spread your thighs as wide as you can. Split that cunt wide open so I can rub my chest in those slick lips while I suck your tits until you come one more time.” Her pussy constricted at the words alone much less the raw desire behind them. He wanted her come to mark him before he claimed all of her.

Her hips tilted, and she spread until her feet touched the bedding. He got off on how flexible she was. He was thinking of all the dirty things he could do to her while she was in her yoga poses. Jesus, being in each other’s thoughts while in this crazed frenzy was nearly sweeping her away into another world. Their thoughts and need mingled until her vision was fuzzy at the edges.

He leaned in and used his hands, lips… tongue on her taut nipples. His power restrained her arms, and his chest and stomach pinned her hips as he tormented them. He slid his chest on a slow glide over her, and at each slide up he sucked or nipped at a nipple until she knew her juices were all over him, and he started sucking, pinching in earnest until she was begging for more. She couldn’t take it; she needed to be filled.
Come for me,
he demanded as he sucked her hard, and she did. Not enough, though, just small tremors making her crave more.

He lifted to his knees between her spread thighs and started rubbing his cock in her fluids. “Fuck yes, you’re getting my cock nice and slick. All ready for you.” He was fighting the need to take and claim her. She saw his muscled arms shaking as he coated himself.

She groaned and tried to move, but it was too hard. He leaned over her. “Watch as you take me in.” She felt the importance to him. “Watch as you give me everything,” he whispered as he positioned the head at her entrance. She let out a breath.

His eyes, bright and feverish, met hers, as he came down on a forearm, taking her lips slowly and so seductively. So sweetly. He lifted up again, and braced his hands next to her face and released her arms from his power.

“Hold on to me.” He groaned, and the minute her fingers found his hair, he slammed deep. She felt the sharp sting and her back arched. His face was tense, pained. “Stay with me. I’m sorry it hurts.” He meant it, hated that she hurt, but his beast howled in rapture in their minds, and she heard it all. The pain was gone in a second but not the stretched, possessed sensation, the connection to him. It was emotionally and physically intense beyond anything she’d imagined. They were wide open, vulnerable in a way that defied words; they were one. She struggled with the beauty of it, unsure as she stared into his eyes and felt his own turmoil rushing through. His forehead met hers as she relaxed around him. He was big and her passage had never been entered. “Can you feel how your pussy hugs me?” His strong arms shook from holding back, and he was panting into her hair. Her heart ached and clenched at just how much he restrained himself. How much he wanted this to mean to her, as much as her gift had meant to him.

“Dacia, I need to get deeper. Can you take me?”

“Yes.”

He started moving, and she realized he wasn’t even close to all the way in. He gave a strained groan. He lifted his face so that he could watch her eyes as he moved. He pulled out and slid back in at such a slow pace that she felt like it was some dream dance. One where the music kept building and building with each thrust until she was scratching at his back and ass to get him deeper inside. His hips pumped until he was hitting a spot that brought a gasp from her lips at each hard thrust. She keened and cried as she held on, her nails digging into his skin. He kept going until they were both shouting and falling over.

She felt the warm jets of come inside her body and was amazed at the warmth and rightness of his seed deep in her womb. Sex was nothing like she’d imagined it would feel.

He kissed her hair and rolled her so that she was tucked into his side with her head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat. When he spoke it was low. “This was more than sex, Dacia.”

Yes, it was… Her body tingled, and she felt a soul-deep connection that couldn’t come from anything but what he’d given her. She snuggled in. His skin felt good. Comfortable. She noticed for the first time that firelight was dancing on the walls.

“You started a fire?” Where had she been?

“You were preoccupied with kissing, princess.” She heard the smile in his voice and looked up to see his eyes sparkling with smug satisfaction and playfulness.

A small white hand towel slid into view. “Roll on your back.”

She did so without question, too boneless to care what he wanted.

“Spread your thighs.” She felt her body come alive again and slowly parted them for him. Her lids lowered as the soft wet terry slid over her folds.

“Are you tender?” he asked as he wiped the blood from her thighs and growled low. He’d wanted to see it. His beast needed to. “Fuck,” he growled as he cleaned the blood and his seed from her.

She moaned.

“Could you take me again right now, princess?” The need in his eyes was intoxicating.

“Yes.” She was a little sore, but already wanting him again.

“Fuck, yes,” he growled as he pushed in an inch at a time, until she worried she might pass out from the pleasure. He was determined to make her see stars, the animal was in his eyes as he slid out and flipped her to her stomach. “Spread. Take me,” he demanded and entered her, pinning her under him until she was dying, and trying to buck back for more. It was still too slow, too gentle, but he refused to take her harder and faster. In the end she didn’t need it; she came screaming and clawing into the pillows. Feathers flew and she just didn’t care, she was spent.

Don’t move,
she breathed into the link. Her beast wanted his weight, so did she, and he stilled as she closed her eyes with him still inside her.

Chapter 25

Elizabeth’s Compound, Tetartos Realm

“It’s going to take time to move everyone,” Reve said, his jaw tight. He’d finally found Elizabeth an acceptable cave system to move those under her command.

“I don’t care,” she snapped. She didn’t even care if only a portion of them made it. The only thing that mattered was getting herself and the Kairos out. They were her most prized warriors for their ability to teleport her if she needed it. She refused to stay there when people were slowly dying around her. Every day more died, three hunting parties had ended up with their heads on spikes in the past week, and she had a feeling that whoever was out there was only toying with her.