In response, she bucked her hips against him, making him give out a sharp, surprised groan.
He seemed to act on instinct when he pulled from her and gave another powerful thrust, one that madehermoan out loud this time. But she was sofullof him. The circular knobs and the ridges lining the top and bottom of his cock slid and caressed and stimulated nerve endings inside her that she didn’t even knowexisted. And it feltdivine, now that most of the pain had passed.
“More,” she urged, her fingernails curling into his wide, broad shoulders. He made a deep purring sound that made her sex clench around him and his pace quickened, his strokes deepened.
Every thrust made goosebumps break out over her skin that had nothing to do with the rain sliding over their bodies. Her scalp tingled and her bellyburnedwith the pleasure.
Oh my God, she thought, her eyes widening. He was already building the orgasm up inside her, stroking it, tending to it, feeding it. Again, she had the stray thought that she should be jealous of his skill as a lover. How many females had he perfected this with?
But then she moaned and she bit into the ball of his strong shoulder before kissing and laving the bite away.
“Wickedrixella,” he grunted, his hands planted on both sides of her face, those eyes searing her. “Open wider for your male.”
Her lips would’ve curled in delight at his request had she not felt the overwhelming need to do as he said. Andquickly. She unclasped her legs from around his taut waist—not even remembering when she’d wrapped them around him in the first place—and let them fall wide.
Jaxor hissed and Erin cried out when he used the position to drive into herdeeper. As deep as he could possibly be.
“Tev, brixav ta, luxiva,” he groaned, the tendons in his neck straining. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the way the muscles in his arms trembled and flexed with his pleasure. “Vellixa.”
She didn’t know the Luxirian words that he spoke, but she heard the reverence in his tone. Bringing their bodies closer, he ground his pelvis into her clit with every lingering thrust and when she looked up at him in surprise, his gaze was knowing andchallenging.
Like he was daring her to orgasm first.
The nerve of this male, she thought, delighted.
“You drive me mad,” she hissed.
“You like it,” he rasped, those dark eyes never leaving hers, that voice caressing her like crushed velvet.
“I do,” she whispered, her lips parting, feeling the orgasm he was so expertly trying to wring from her beginning to rise. “Oh God.”
His eyes were victorious even as his head lowered to her breasts. He nudged the tip of his sharp horn against one of her nipples and she froze, hardly daring to breathe, even when she felt the heat in her belly explode from the erotic sight.
Had he guessed that she might like this?
Of course he did,she thought, breathless.
His horn pricked her a little, gently, just enough pain for her before his mouth was soothing it, his wet, warm tongue taking away the sting.
“Bite me,” she challenged softly, her fingernails leaving half-moon crescents in his back. She wanted to explore this with him. For the first time in her life, she wasn’t too afraid or self-conscious to ask for these things of a sexual partner. “Mark me as yours.”
He growled against her flesh, perhaps liking that idea entirely too much too. He sucked hard on her nipple, his sharp teeth grazing it, but he pulled away. Instead, he nibbled at the fleshy underside of her breast, applying just enough pressure that she knew it would leave a mark, a bruise, just enough pressure that it made her hips buck and her toes curl before he released her.
Then he buried his head into her neck, biting her there too, adding to the collection of hickeys on the column of her throat. Erin wished she had a mirror there on Luxiria, if only to look at them whenever she pleased.
“Like this?” he rasped in her ear when he finished. “You like my mark on you?”
“Yes,” she whispered, gasping when he thrust into her harder, her breasts bobbing with the power of it. “Just as much as you like seeing it on me,” she challenged.
He groaned, feeling her muscles beginning to clench around him with her impending orgasm. “Soon, I will mark you in the most permanent way,rixella. But not here. The blood bond is only performed in sacred places.”
Blood bond.
Erin’s lips parted, looking up at him. She’d heard of it, of course, from the other mated women.
“Now, come for me,” he growled, pulling back. He changed their positions. He went to his knees between her splayed thighs, lifting her hips, wrapping his arms around her back. “Put your arms over your head and keep them there.”
She felt a rush of wetness at his command.
