Binding Ties The Sentinel Wars - Shannon K. Butcher Page 0,96
There was nowhere to touch it without feeling its sting, and the only way to ease it was to give Lyka everything she wanted. This was her need, her lust. And he was going to sate it.
She was naked beneath his shirt, and so scorching hot and wet, it was a wonder she didn’t burn him. Her deft fingers had his fly open in seconds, and an instant later, she was sliding her tight, slick pussy down over his erection.
He let out a rough groan and tensed every muscle in his abdomen to keep from coming right then and there.
She rode him in long, slow glides that had every inch of him sliding out and back in again. Then, when he was seated fully inside her, she rolled her hips until his cock hit a spot that made her breath catch in her chest.
“I need it,” she demanded. “Don’t you dare hold back on me.”
He wasn’t sure what she meant, so without thinking, he slid into her mind as easily as he had her body.
This was the first time he’d come across this part of her. It was more animal than woman, guided solely by instinct and urge. It was ferocious and hungry, unwilling to take no for an answer.
It wanted his seed. It wanted him to breed her. Give her a child.
The idea that part of her felt that way gave him a visceral thrill, but he knew better than to let it go to his head. It wasn’t what Lyka wanted. She wasn’t ready. She’d been very clear. Whoever—whatever—was in charge now, it wasn’t the woman he loved, the one he’d promised to protect.
And that was exactly what he was going to do. He’d waited centuries for children of his own. He could wait a little while longer—as long as it took for her to be ready.
“You can’t deny me,” she said as she unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it away from her breasts. “I know what you really want—the binding tie of a child uniting us as one, a sweet little life in your arms to protect and raise to be kind, strong and noble. Your eyes looking back up at you.” She brought his hand up to her abdomen and held it there. “I know you want to give that to me. I’ve felt your desire running deeper than even you realize. You’ve waited so long.” She leaned down and slid her tongue across the outer rim of his ear and whispered, “You don’t have to wait any longer.”
She made use of the luceria, sending him an image of him holding their child.
The instant, potent emotional reaction that caused in him was completely unexpected. He needed what she showed him. Craved it. He hadn’t realized until now just how long he’d been rejecting the notion as impossible. Not only had there been no woman in his life, but also all of the Theronai males had been cursed with infertility. A child of his own was an impossible dream.
Until now.
“That’s right,” she said, her tone coaxing as she lifted her hips and slid back down onto him again. “Give me what we both want. Give me a child.”
She began to move in earnest, riding him with purpose. He was bathed in her slick heat, and every nerve ending was lit up with pleasure.
His hands spanned her waist, urging her on. She dug her fingernails into his chest and tossed her head back with abandon. Delightful, sexy noises echoed against the wooden walls, reminding him of just how beautiful she sounded when she came.
He needed to hear that again.
Her breasts jiggled, begging for his attention. They filled his hands perfectly, her hard little nipples grazing against his palms. He had to taste, so he rose, arched her back against his arm and drew one nipple into his mouth.
Sweet heaven, and the moan his suction pulled from her went to his head. His cock jerked inside her, demanding more.
He rolled her over onto the cushions and pulled one sleek leg over his shoulder.
She let out a sound somewhere between a sigh and a command. “More.”
With each stroke, he drew closer and closer to orgasm. His skin tingled, his balls drew up tight and sweat broke out along his spine.
If he didn’t stop her now, he was going to lose control and fill her with his seed. And why not? It’s what she wanted, what she’d begged him for. Wasn’t it?