"I am touching you." But he hooked his fingers in her panties, dragging them down slowly. "Everywhere."
She kicked them off impatiently, spreading her legs in clear invitation. Her lioness purred approval when his gaze darkened at the sight. "More."
He settled between her thighs, his shoulders forcing them wider, and she felt his breath ghost over her center.
She threaded her fingers through his hair, not pulling but guiding. "Stop teasing."
The first stroke of his tongue made her gasp. He dragged it along her center, slow and deliberate, like he had all the time in the world and intended to use it. She felt herself getting wetter, her hips rolling up to meet his mouth on instinct.
"That's it." His hands gripped her thighs, holding her steady. "Let me hear you."
She did. Soft moans that grew louder as he found the rhythm that made her toes curl, alternating between broad strokes and focused attention on her clit that made her shake. When he slid two fingers inside her, curling up to find that perfect spot, her back arched off the bed.
"Fuck." The curse came out broken. "Right there. Don't stop."
He didn't. He pumped his fingers steadily while his mouth stayed focused on the bundle of nerves that was quickly unraveling her. She could feel the pleasure building, coiling tighter with every stroke, amplified by the mate bond until she wasn't sure where her sensation ended and his satisfaction began.
When she came, it was with his name torn from her throat and her thighs clamping around his head. He worked her through it, gentling his movements as she shuddered and gasped, only releasing her when she tugged weakly at his hair.
"Come here." She pulled him up, kissing him deeply despite tasting herself on his lips. "Need you inside me."
"Yeah?" He ground against her, his cock hard and hot against her thigh. "Tell me what you need, Cub."
"You." She reached between them, wrapping her hand around his length and loving how he hissed at her touch. "All of you. No holding back."
Something in his eyes flashed gold, and then he was moving. He flipped her onto her stomach in one smooth motion, pulling her hips up so she was on her knees, her face pressed into thepillows. The position made her feel exposed and powerful at once, her ass in the air, everything on display.
"This okay?" His hands ran over the curves of her backside, squeezing, and heat flooded through her.
"Yes." She looked back at him over her shoulder, meeting his amber gaze. "Take what's yours."
She felt him position himself at her entrance, felt the blunt pressure of him seeking entry, and pushed back in silent demand.
He pushed in slowly, and she felt every inch as he filled her completely.
She fisted the sheets, her back arching as pleasure and fullness overwhelmed her senses. "God, Dante."
He gave her a moment, his hands gripping her hips, and she could feel him trembling with the effort of staying still. Then she rolled her hips back deliberately, and his control shattered.
He set a deep, driving rhythm that had her crying out with every thrust. The angle let him go deeper than before, hitting spots that made stars burst behind her eyelids. His fingers dug into her hips hard enough to bruise, and she loved it, pushing back harder to meet him stroke for stroke.
"More." She demanded, her voice wrecked beyond recognition. "Harder."
He gave her what she wanted, pounding into her with enough force to make the headboard hit the wall. The room filled with the sounds of their bodies meeting, their mingled moans, the wet slide of him moving inside her. It was primal and perfect and everything she needed.
"Touch yourself." He leaned over her back, changing the angle impossibly deeper, one hand sliding around to grip her throat gently. "Want to feel you come around me."
She obeyed immediately, one hand sliding between her legs to find her clit. The dual sensation of him inside her andher fingers working made her internal muscles clamp down involuntarily.
"That's it." He kissed her shoulder, her neck, anywhere he could reach. "So fucking perfect for me."
The bond flared between them, gold light beginning to glow beneath their skin. She could see it illuminating her hand, spreading up her arm, painting them both in ethereal radiance. It started where they were joined and spread outward, intensifying with every thrust.
"Dante." Her voice shook as pressure built impossibly higher. "I'm close."
"Me too." His voice was ragged in her ear, his rhythm becoming erratic. "Come for me, Cub. Let me feel it."
She shattered with a scream muffled by the pillow, her whole body convulsing as orgasm tore through her. Every nerve ending fired at once, pleasure radiating from her core outward in waves that seemed to go on forever.
