“Abyss damn me, you’re perfect,” Savine muttered, more to himself than her.
Her voice was like chimes as she said, “I never get tired of hearing you say that.”
Savine tugged his own boots off as he moved closer to his soulmate. His essence swirled and shook under his skin as he took both her breasts in his hands, kneading them and feeling their weight. Her nipples formed hard peaks between him and he couldn’t resist tasting them. The sweet saltiness of her skin alone could undo him. He licked and lapped at her like a man starved for contact.
Had a breast ever been as fine? He couldn’t remember there being one as perfect as Avery’s, and he worshiped them as he memorized every curve of her soft flesh, every groove of her hard nipples.
“Oh, Savine,” she groaned when he nipped at her pebbled curves.
Avery squirmed under his contact and he knew she wanted more, always craving more of his touch and it made him want her all the stronger as he felt how quickly she responded to his ministrations.
“You greedy thing. How wet are you for me?” Savine asked. His lips found hers as he began undoing her pants.
She pulled back and lifted herself up to let him shimmy her tight leather pants off. “Soaked. Drenched already for you. I was wet for you the moment you blocked that guy’s essence for me.”
Avery spread her thighs wide for him, letting him take in the sight of her glistening entrance. Savine growled and dipped his fingers along the edge of her core. Shewasalready so wet for him. He stroked her in a slow, teasing rhythm that had Avery panting in frustration. How he liked to draw out her pleasure, to see her react to his every touch. Finally, Savine pressed his finger into Avery, feeling her inner walls already throbbing, already so close to finding her release.
His own need to be inside her was almost too much for him to wait. He didn’t know if he could last another moment without burying his cock inside her to the hilt.
“Savine, I need you. All of you in me,” Avery whimpered as she rode his hand. “I want to come on your dick.”
“Thank fuck.”
Savine slid his fingers out of Avery. He watched as she shivered from the loss of contact. He didn’t want to leave her feeling empty, but he had to get out of these damn leather pants. They were probably doing permanent damage to his aching cock by now.
The Abyss damned leathers seemed to be stuck to his overheated skin, and he attempted to wriggle out of them, but couldn’t get them off without looking like a fool, tugging and working on his pants. Avery giggled.
“Are you stuck?” she asked, a smug expression on her face.
“Abyss damn me. This is humiliating.”
She slid off the bed and knelt before him. Suddenly, even his essence went still as Avery looked up at him, naked and gorgeous.
“Let me help,” she said and her tone made his heart skip a beat. It was deep and heady, like the only place she wanted to be was kneeling before him.
Slowly, tenderly, she slid her hands up his legs to where the tight leather pants were tangled at his thighs, his cock poking out of the top like a forgotten pet, trying to pry through a hole in the gate.
“God, how did you get into these things?” Avery asked as she slowly peeled the material back. His cock sprung out of the top of his leathers and Avery let out a little snicker.
“Fuck, are you still laughing at me?” The indignity of it all was almost too much for him to bear. What did she see in him that made her want him so much?
Finally she tugged down his pants to his ankles and helped him step out of them. “No, Savine, I’m not laughingat you.I’m laughing because your dick just popped out of your pants like it was saying ‘Hi! Nice to fuck you!’”
Savine grunted, “Well, at least the pants are off.” His essence writhed with the humiliation of the whole scene. He closed his eyes, trying to remember how good she’d felt only moments ago.
She gripped his cock with both hands, working it in steady pumps. Now he was groaning in pleasure. She released him, letting her nails scrape against his length in a perfect mix of pleasure and pain.
Avery stood up, pulling him toward the bed and crawled on top of the furs. All Savine could do was follow as the need to fill her consumed him with the beat of their bond.
His body framed hers as he reached down and kissed her. The kiss was rushed and messy, his desperation to be inside her stronger than his desire to slow things down.
“Savine,” Avery rasped as she reached down and took his cock in her hand, guiding it to her entrance. She rubbed herself against him, coating his cock with her slick heat. His tip pressed against her, and he pushed inside Avery in one hard stroke, leaving him seeing stars.
Avery gasped and they both didn’t move as he let her adjust to his size. She gazed into his eyes, her dark pools ensorcelling him.
“Oh God, Savine!” Avery cried out as she writhed under him.
“Did I hurt you?” he asked. He never wanted to cause her pain, but he knew that he’d left her sore after their first time together and had been concerned he could cause her pain ever since.
