“I’d likely do so anyway,” said the part of me unused to taking commands.
With an ominous look, he tossed his boot aside and began to unlace the second. “You’d best hurry.”
It was the thud of his second boot hitting the floor that made my fingers fly. Heart thudding, the look Terran gave me was one that would likely petrify the most hardened Gyorian warrior.
Racing to undress before him, my mind wandered back to when he’d left. Somehow, Terran had found his way into connecting to the very essence of me. His absence had left a hole I hadn’t known was there.
The way he looked at me now?
It was an almost predatory one, but I was his willing prey.
“Terranor take me,” he said, his torso now blessedly bare. “Your breasts are astonishing. I am going to ravage you, Lyra.”
And he did.
Thankfully, I’d beaten him by a thread, but it didn’t seem to matter. Squealing as a completely nude Terran in all his glory climbed onto the bed and grabbed my ankle, I clutched the coverlet which was dragged down with me. With his other fingers gripping my second ankle, he pulled my legs apart and descended.
Without warning, his mouth was between my legs. Clean shaven, no barrier between his lips and mine, he kissed. Licked me from bottom to top. And releasing my ankles, spread me open even wider with his thumbs and plunged his tongue into me.
The authority of his every movement had me resisting the waves of clenching in pleasure that were sure to come sooner rather than later. I pushed my hips into his expert mouth, but without warning, he stopped.
Lifted his head.
“Beg for me, Lyra.”
My core clenched at his words, his expression.
“I undressed before you.”
“You did,” he admitted, “but I’m changing the rules. Beg me, and you will find release like you never have before this day.”
I would anyway if he continued to look at me like that.
“Terran…”
And then he licked his lip. A taunting, delicious gesture.
“Do it.”
I didn’t hesitate.
“Please,” I said, my voice foreign to my own ears. “Please,” I repeated when he hesitated.
He was upon me once again, this time even more relentless than before. His tongue plunged, swirled… his thumb circled me as the suckling sounds were nearly my undoing. I could feel the building of sensations but didn’t want to let go.
Not yet.
But he proved too much to resist and when it came, as Terran predicted, my release didn’t whisper but roared like a raging storm. Hips high, my fingers still gripping the coverlet, I screamed his name over and over.
It was only when I felt the pressure of his chest that I realized he’d driven into me. I held onto his shoulders, or tried to, as he plunged himself harder and faster.
The entire time, he looked at me. Looked into my eyes.
And it was only after we both came down, the shudders that wracked our bodies both simultaneous and all-encompassing, that Terran flipped us over, me on top of him but still joined, and kissed me.
We were one, in every sense of the word. I’d crawl further into him if it were possible.
“Voren vel’kora.”
