“You’re scaring me,” she whispered.
“I need you,” he replied, not quite sure in what manner he meant.
“I’m here, Kaj. Whatever you need.”
Right now, this was what he needed. To hold her. For whatever reason, it was the answer. The longer he stood there, his female pulled in tight to his body, the better he began feeling. Not necessarily calmer because he wasn’t sure anything could ease the bedlam in his brain, but he felt a bit more grounded.
Before he realized what he was doing, Kaj had begun tugging at the towel that concealed her. Acadia eased back enough to allow the plush cotton to be pulled away, leaving her naked in his arms.
Better.
Definitely better.
Kaj’s hands slid over her smooth, warm skin. Her back, her ass, her hips. He consoled himself with the feel of her even as his body heated, anticipation building, his cock thickening. He wanted her. He had always wanted her. He would always want her. And he realized, he was bound to her. Heart, body, soul. She owned every piece of him despite the fact he’d yet to claim her. It didn’t necessarily matter.
Soft lips pressed against his neck, causing him to tilt his head back, skull meeting the wooden door. Those lips began a slow glide over his skin.
“Relax,” she whispered, her lips continuing their trek as her hands worked beneath his T-shirt, forcing the cotton higher until he pulled it over his head.
Then those lips were moving over his collarbones, his pecs. Acadia teased his nipples with gentle licks, and he found he was actually relaxing, the stress from earlier melting away, replaced by a heat that consumed him.
Kaj cradled her head with his hand, holding her so she continued to do that … that wicked thing with her tongue. His other hand dropped to his jeans, freeing the button, lowering the zipper. He reached for his cock, stroked it while she kissed and licked, teased and provoked. His female knew exactly what to do to rock him to his core, her smooth hands beginning to wander while her mouth inched lower, gliding down over his stomach as she started to her knees.
“Wait,” he groaned, lifting his head and meeting her eyes.
He could see the surprise and the confusion in those amethyst orbs, but he didn’t say a word, simply took her hand and led her into the bathroom. He willed the water on in the tub, then stripped off his remaining clothes, watching her while he did. Acadia’s body was a work of art, all rounded curves and smooth, sleek skin. Her dusky pink nipples were hardened into points, beckoning his tongue.
As the water filled the tub, he took her hand once more, led her into it. Rather than let her sit in the water, he urged her onto the side of the tub as he went to his knees.
“Let me taste you,balisra.”
Her eyes heated as she spread her thighs, allowing him to position them so he had room to shoulder his way between them. As he neared her glistening sex, Kaj inhaled deeply, breathing her in. He loved the scent of her arousal. It spoke to the beast within, the animal emerging, eager to mate, desperate to claim.
Acadia shifted, leaning back against the tiled wall as he pressed his face between her thighs, nuzzling the soft skin, his lips grazing her.
“Kaj…”
He answered the plea that didn’t fall from her lips, licking her gently, then more firmly, gliding through her slickness, teasing, exploring. Every time he grazed her clit, Acadia whimpered, her hips rocking forward as though she needed him right there. Using his fingers, he parted her slick flesh. As her breaths grew more labored, Kaj relented, taking and giving at the same time. He devoured her, his tongue and lips feasting on her, licking, stroking, fucking. He focused on her taste, let her sweet moans fuel him.
Come for me,balisra.Come in my mouth.
Acadia cried out in response as he thrust his tongue as deep as he could, plunging into her again and again. When her hands cradled his head, holding him there, he worked her more, teased her ruthlessly. And when she cried out his name, her body bucking against him, Kaj held her in place, refusing to relent. He made her come twice more before he got to his feet, gripping his cock roughly. Her eyes opened, her mouth following suit as he planted one palm on the wall and guided his erection between those sultry lips. Acadia’s eyes closed as she took him in her mouth. Her hands shifted to his thighs and Kaj nearly lost it when she began drawing energy from him.
Fearful he would hurt her, he let her lead, watching as she bobbed forward, taking him deep in her throat. Again and again she sucked him, the heat of her mouth an exquisite torment that he never wanted to end.
Acadia hadn’t expected Kaj to show upat her door, but the moment she’d seen his face, she had known what he needed.
Not necessarily sex, per se. But he had certainly needed the intimacy they shared. And this worked for her. Not once had he ever made her feel as though he was using her to sate an urge. How could she feel that way when he plied her with such overwhelming pleasure? Now it was her turn, and she wanted this to last forever.
Beneath her palms, his thighs trembled as she sucked him deeper than she ever had before. He wasn’t guiding her, wasn’t pumping his hips. No, Kaj had handed over the reins, allowing her to be in control. It was rare for him to do so, and she knew the only reason he did was because he trusted her. The same as she did him. Together they were safe, protected and loved by the other. They were whole.
“Acadia…”
In my mouth, she responded in his mind.
“Oh, fuck …balisra.”
Spurred by his words, Acadia released his thighs and curled her fist around the thick base of his erection while she worked her mouth on him. She wanted to taste him, to drink him down. She loved the way his erection pulsed on her tongue, his breaths sawing in and out of his lungs as he fought for control while knowing it was futile.
