"You are fortunate to have rapid healing."
"Even if I weren’t, I wouldn't miss this," he said and pulled her into another kiss.
Her whole body burned, and she could feel him everywhere. Careful of his side, she touched him everywhere else and felt the hard lines of his body. How strong he felt.
He kissed her down her neck, his hands roaming over her back and her sides.
Down to her bottom.
He held her tight there, pressing her against his erection. His size felt intense, and for a moment, she hoped that they would fit together, anatomically.
That worry faded away as he stroked her back and started kissing her neck.
Then she didn't know what she'd been thinking, everything faded to sensations, and he felt terrific. So intense and powerful. Caressing her and stroking her all up and down her back and hips. As they kissed, he rolled her back onto the bed.
"You should be careful. I don't want you--"
"Stop talking," he said. "It is my turn to feel you."
She blinked.
There was a tiny hint of amusement in his expression, but it was quickly replaced with desire as he started to undo the armored dress she wore. She didn't even realize he'd undone the fasteners on the back when they were kissing until just now when he started pulling the dress off her.
"You truly have deft fingers," she said.
He smiled. "I should. I have imagined this day for many years." He kissed her neck and down onto her chest as he opened the dress. "I imagined how I would touch you, taste you. Feel you."
"You didn't know me before."
He met her gaze. "I knew that you were out there. And I would find you someday.”
His words hit her hard, and they touched her deep inside.
He kissed over her chest, pulling her breasts out, and he lavished them with kisses and tastes. She groaned and moaned as he took first one and then the other in his mouth and, well, she wasn't sure what he did, just that it felt amazing. She ran her hands over his body and could feel his armor on his spine.
She knew just by stroking it that it was bigger.
"This has grown."
He nodded. "It will grow as our attachment grows."
"Does it respond like the horns on your head?" she asked as she stroked one of the ridges at his neck.
He growled.
In a very sexual way.
She shivered and licked her lips.
A good fact to know, she thought.
He continued down her body, tasting every part of her, and his hands were everywhere. He could not seem to stop stroking her. He prodded her legs apart with his strokes until she cradled his body in hers.
When he reached her lower stomach, he started genuinely taking his time. His hands slowly traced each line, and as he slipped lower, he was kneeling between her legs. She started shifting and twisting a little for being so exposed.
He growled and kissed her on her hip.
She sighed.
