A smile spread across my face. “I bet you say that to all the women?—”
“I promise you.” He ran his thumb over my bottom lip, silencing me. “I don’t.”
In one smooth whirlwind moment, he’d laid himself fully on top ofme, spreading me wide and pressing his erection against my entrance. And in a second motion, we’d switched places. Dommik was underneath me, smirking like he’d just won a large sum of coin at a game of cards.
“I thought the view of my cock in your mouth was exquisite.” He reached up, kneading my breasts and gently pinching at my nipples. My hands met his, following his movement as wetness pooled where our hips met. “But this. This is…”
I lowered my face down to his and pressed my lips to his in a deep, silencing kiss. He answered back, sending his tongue to meet mine.
He tasted like me. It unlocked a primal and protective need. I didn’t want him to ever taste anyone else, as long as he lived.
I trailed the tip of my nose down his cheek and nibbled at his earlobe before I whispered, “Shut up and fuck me, Dommik.”
As I sat up, I grabbed his hands, placing them on my hips. Then, I slowly lowered myself onto him.
Inch by filling inch, I sank.
“You’re so tight,” he groaned through soft pants.
I felt it too. My internal walls, still clenched from my first orgasm, made for a difficult fit.
Gently, he guided me until he was fully sheathed. My mouth hung open from a silent gasp and my brows pinched together as I settled into the delicious stretch.
I’d lost my maidenhood years ago. I knew how to enjoy sex. But being with Dommik didn’t just feel good. It feltright, like this was something that should have always been. Like his body was made for mine.
“Do you want to stop?” he asked, as if we hadn’t already gone too far.
I rolled my hips over him once, sending him deeper inside of me. “Don’t you dare.”
My head fell back and I gasped to the ceiling. Dommik’s calloused hands lifted me away before pulling me back down, sending his length to hitthatspot again.
“Never—stop—” I panted with each building thrust.
Our bodies answered each other’s call. His shaft curved to meet my inner walls, throbbing and clenching around him.
“You feel—so fucking good.”
Dommik guided my hips, faster and faster, his gasps of pleasure only aiding in my own ascension. I was the source of his pleasure. I was the reason for his undoing. In this moment, he was mine.
“That’s it, lovely. Keep riding it, just like that.”
I kept pace, rocking myself over the length of him as one of his hands claimed my breast, kneading the flesh and pinching the nipple until I hissed. The other used its thumb to press against the pearl of nerves.
“Yes,” I panted.
“Right there?”
“Yes!” I moaned, standing at the edge of an abyss, ready to jump without a second thought.
“That’s right, Reyva. I know what you like. Now come for me.” He pinched and pressed harder. “Be a good girl and come for me.”
“Dommik,” I whined, wishing this climb would never stop and end sooner, all at once.
“Come for me,” he commanded.
I couldn’t hold back the pleasure ripping through me. We peaked together, his hips thrusting up into me as mine slammed down onto him.
Our muted gasps and moans of satisfaction collided, tethered from their full volume only by the reminder that we were still within Rhazien’s Hive.
