Arms still braced, hands fisting the pillow to keep myself over her, I slammed to the hilt again and again, grunting and sweating, praying for the control to hold my body in check until she found her bliss. But the vixen was determined to break me.
“Mine,” she whispered, then nipped at the tendon on my neck.
My entire body jerked and I threw my head back, bellowing to fight for control, but she didn’t let go.
“Mine,” she whispered again, this time letting her teeth graze my Adam’s apple. I groaned. “Only mine,” she gasped, then one of her hands clawed into my scalp and she pulled my head down, taking my mouth and plunging with her tongue as aggressively as I took her body.
My controlshredded.
Roaring into her sweet mouth, I slapped one arm to her spine, holding her to my chest as I unleashed, driving into her again and again until she could do nothing but cling and cry in time with my thrusts.
Everything disappeared—the luxurious room, the large bed, even the sunlight seeping in the windows. The world faded to nothing but the sight and scent of her.
I roared my love as I sought her again, and again, and again, my climax looming as I fought to give her time. Soon I was a mess, pleading with her in ragged cries to come for me, gasping and praying that God wouldn’t steal this moment—then shuddering with joy when her head snapped back and she clenched on me, high keening cries echoing in the room.
Unable to stop it, I tumbled off that cliff with her, bellowing her name and holding her desperately to me, so no space existed between our skinsorour souls. I was thrown into an ocean of pleasure that washed over my head, over my skin, the rush and rumble of ecstasy, then poured through my blood and met her in the bond, sizzling to steam in that bonfire of need and connection right behind my ribs.
I was blind to anything but her body, deaf to anything but her ragged cries, as we twisted and fell together into that impossible place… then she bowed and sucked in, and I shivered, and we collapsed together—a tangle of limbs and sweaty skin, damp hair, and panting breaths.
And deep inside my chest, her soul nestled tightly against mine—just as tightly as our bodies, because I held her to me as if death sought to tear her away.
Because, if we were honest, hedid.In that precious moment, I discovered a newfound resolve.
No matter what. No matter who. No matter how… I would not let it happen.
11. Never Dare
~ GALL ~
“You’re beautiful.” I had to clear my throat because my voice went high, which was embarrassing. But Izzy giggled, and her cheeks went as pink as the rest of her skin.
She kept pulling the sheets over herself because she didn’t think she was very pretty. But I knew the truth, so I’d pull them back again.
Her skin was even paler under where her clothes usually were.
I couldn’t believe she’d let me touch her there.
My cheeks went hot, and Istral’s big smile got bigger. “You’re blushing!” She pointed, and my face flamed hotter.
“You’re not supposed to point.”
“Sorry.”
“It’s okay.”
Mating with Istral was so amazing, I wanted to do it again and again and again. But she got sore after the first time, so wewaited a day. Papa always told me to be careful, and then he said sometimes you had to wait, so I knew. But it was hard.
I grinned. Now, we’d done it three more times, and this time it didn’t hurt her at all, so I was hoping we’d do it again soon.
We only had two more days.
Istral kept laughing, and hiding her face when I stared, but I couldn’t stop. She wassobeautiful.
I couldn’t resist. I put a hand on her knee and pulled it apart from the other one, sliding my hand up and down the inside of her thigh. That was the softest thing I think I ever touched. Papa told me that women were a lot like horses, and you had to stay calm and not angry, and also be gentle, but firm.
Petting like that was something he taught me to do when a horse was nervous. But I did it without thinking when I first got to touch her there. And then we found out Izzy liked it. It made her bite her lip and her eyes got twinkly. So, now I did it whenever I could.
She moved her other leg so there was more room for me to touch her, and my rod got hard. Really hard, really fast. It was embarrassing.
