“Can we…” She pulls in a shaky breath. “Can we not talk about it? Can we just…I’m sick of analyzing?—”
I cover her mouth with mine, cutting off her words. If she needs something to occupy her mind so she doesn’t overthink this, I’m more than happy to oblige. She wiggles in my hold, and I groan. With my cock trapped between us, the friction is delicious but not enough.
I slide my palm down her body, then grip her ass with both hands. A needy whine leaves her, and I lift her higher. Her heels dig into my lower back as she tries to impale herself on my cock. I should slow this down, make sure she’s not going to regret this.
When I rip my mouth away from hers, though, she lines herself up and sinks onto my length. A deep groan leaves me instead, and I tip my head back.
“Perfect,” I wheeze as her pussy flutters around me.
Her back arches as she attempts to move. There’s no way I’ll be able to fuck her properly like this. If we had a wall, I’d slam her against it. With a table, I could lay her down and…I cut off my fantasies. There will be time for all that later, hopefully.
“Hold on, spitfire,” I say through gritted teeth, and she whines, yet wraps her arms around my shoulders and buries her face in my neck.
I close my eyes and reach for my magic. If it doesn’t work, I might cry. It’s hard enough with her clenching around my length. Slowly, too slowly, dark clouds gather around us, then settle into what I hope is a cushy bed. When I shuffle forward, I trip over a rock and send us tumbling.
She clings to me as we sink onto the makeshift bed. Somehow, I don’t squish her, and she bites my neck while her shoulders shake. This is not the way I thought things would go. In fact, this is the last place I imagined taking her for the first time. Maybe the third, but definitely not the first.
She flings her arms out, letting the fluffy clouds cushion her. I push to my knees, hoping I don’t sink into anything other than her. She arches her back and my cock hardens, though I don’t know how that’s possible. She moans, clenching around me, and I grunt.
“Keep that up and we’re not going to get very far,” I mutter, then roll my hips and she spasms again.
When she peeks at me from slitted eyes, I know I’m a goner. She’s pulled me completely under her spell. No one else has captivated me as completely as she has. I shake my head, shying away from complete dedication. This isn’t the time or place to have an epiphany. Especially while I’m deep inside her.
“And if you don’t start moving, I’m going to take care of things myself.” She smirks, and something primitive rises within me.
I drop my hands on either side of her head and thrust lightly into her. She gasps, tipping her chin up, and I take full advantage of her exposed neck. I brush my lips across her soft skin, then sink my teeth into her neck. Licking the spot, I relish the taste. One day soon I’ll bury my face between her thighs and drink up every drop of her pleasure. I pull back until only the tip remains inside her, and she whimpers.
“Dimitri,” she whines, digging her heels into my lower back as she tries to force me deeper.
It isn’t easy teasing her like this when all I want to do is claim her completely. I wrap my lips around her nipple and flick the hard bud to distract myself. It doesn’t work, but still I worship her tits. She lets out a cry filled with frustration, longing, and desire, and I grin. When I nip at her other nipple, she gasps again.
When her hand slips between us, I grab her wrist and force her arm over her head. “You’re distracting me, spitfire. Do youknow how long I’ve been craving this? Cravingyou? Now, let me play.”
I suck her nipple back into my mouth, pulling another moan from her. It’s as if words have failed her. As long as she remembers how to scream my name when she comes, we’ll be just fine.
She trembles under me, constantly wiggling as I memorize each dip of her skin. When she whispers out a plea, begging me to fuck her, I give in. This has been a torturous rapture, and I don’t want it to end.
I plunge into her once more, earning another moan. The sound mixes with my own groans as her heat envelops my cock. I glance down, watching as I disappear into her over and over. Magic swirls through the air, the clouds forming a canopy over us. I push to my knees and grip her hips. Her fingers wrap around my wrists, and her nails dig into my skin. Lightning flickers through the fog, raining glittery sparks across her body. She meets me thrust for thrust, and already my gut tightens.
Fighting off my release is the hardest thing I’ve done to date. As she writhes underneath me, a vision of my future flashes before my eyes. I swallow hard, focusing on Mari. She’s my present. I don’t care what happens later. Not right now. The future can keep its secrets as long as I get to be in this moment with her.
She shudders and her back arches. I slide my hand between us and find her clit. One touch of my fingers is all it takes. She explodes. She may not scream my name, but every inch of her is blanketed with ecstasy. From her disheveled purple hair swirling around her to her toes curling into my back.
I never slow, drawing out her orgasm as long as possible. I want more—more of her rapturous pleasure, more of her desperate moans, more of her desire-filled eyes finding mine.Her hands fall to the side, and I slow to a stop. She blinks at me, her swollen lips parted as she gazes at me.
“That was?—”
“Oh, I’m not finished, spitfire.” I slide my hand around her neck and tug her toward me.
She whimpers, and I kiss her hard and fast before slipping out of her. My cock weeps, mourning the loss of her heat. No amount of reassurance will help.
“Where do you want me?” she breathes, then grins. I release her as she scrambles onto her hands and knees.
“Fuck me,” I whisper as she pops her ass in the air.
“No, fuckme,” she says, thenburies her face into the makeshift bed.
She wiggles her hips, and I grab them, willing my claws back in. I doubt she’d appreciate pain right now. Then again, maybe she’s into that sort of thing. I shake my head, shoving the thought away for later. We’ll be having many discussions about what she wants, what she needs, what she craves. I’ll give it all to her.
