Patience, kessake. You are becoming my little kessa ku toro, my wildcat.
His voice steadied her as nothing else could. She drew in another deep breath and waited. She didn’t have to wait long. His mouth came back and he proceeded to torment her over and over, bringing her to the very brink, suckling her clit, using the edge of his teeth and the flat of his tongue and then backing off just before she tipped over the edge. Each time he backed off, his hand was on her bare butt, a little harder each time, sending fire through her body, pure flames licking over her skin and pouring into her bloodstream.
Aleksei. She wailed his name.
What is it you want, kessa ku toro? Tell me.
Your cock. Inside me. Please, baby. I need it now. I don’t think I’m going to survive this.
His fingers dug into her hips and he surged into her. Like a jackhammer. Driving straight through tight muscles, invading deep, forcing her body to accommodate his size. She was slick with liquid heat, but still, the friction was too much—too good—and she screamed, unable to contain the wealth of sensations pouring through her.
You wait for me.
Ohgodohgodohgod. She repeated the mantra over and over, trying to hold her fragmenting body together for him.
He pounded into her, sending more flames storming through her. It felt like a takeover. A claiming. Pure possession. It felt like heaven. Perfection. Still, she didn’t think she could hold it together. She was so close. Right there—on the edge—and he showed no signs of stopping. Of letting her have her release and then going on.
I can’t. Really, Aleksei. I’m too close.
He stopped. Held himself still. Buried all the way to the hilt in her, so deep she was afraid he was lodged in her womb. He felt huge, filling her and still pushing hard against her inner muscles.
No. Don’t stop. You can’t stop.
He rubbed her buttocks, smoothing soothing caresses over her warm cheeks and down her thighs.
You taste delicious. I am addicted to your taste. I could spend hours eating you.
Her feminine channel convulsed around his cock, tightening more until she was practically strangling him.
I love how you need me. How your body craves mine and tells me so. You are scorching hot, so tight, so perfect. A man could live in you and never get enough.
Please. Please. Please. She didn’t care that she was begging.
So hungry for me. He bent forward and kissed the base of her spine, right at the curve there. His fingers tightened.
Gabrielle held her breath. He slammed deep. Once. Twice. She panted. So close. She wasn’t going to be able to stop a tidal wave. It reached for her. Overtook her. Shaking her. Consuming her. She screamed. Sobbed. Her entire body seemed to convulse, the ripples racing up to her breasts, and down her thighs. It didn’t stop, going on and on, so intense she thought she might die. Just as she thought the monstrous orgasm was subsiding, Aleksei slammed deep again, over and over, pumping his seed into her, hot jets splashing, triggering a second wave every bit as strong as the first one.
He held her hips to him, one arm sliding around her waist as her body grasped and milked his greedily. Her knees would have collapsed, and she had no idea how he was still on his feet. He’d powered into her over and over, until she lost track of time, her mind moving into another place, another realm, but she knew he had spent a long time inside of her. She was deliciously sore.
He moved up onto the bed, guiding her around so that she crawled, still connected to him, around to face the headboard. With every movement she felt her body ripple around his, grip his tightly, reluctant to let him go. He was right, she craved him. She knew she always would.
Still kneeling behind her, he moved in her gently, bringing them both down from that floating space they occupied. His hands urged her to move back into him just as gently so that her body rippled and pulsed around him. He kissed the base of her spine, murmuring to her in his own language, his hands caressing her buttocks and smoothing over her thighs. Then he very gently slipped out of her. Gabrielle couldn’t help the small cry of protest at the loss.
He helped her to lie down, keeping his hands on her, tucking her into his side as he turned his body into hers. He kissed her eyes. Her nose. Moved his mouth gently over hers and then kissed her chin.
“Are you all right?”
“That was perfect.”
“So you enjoyed your punishment?” he asked, nuzzling her throat. She felt his smile against her pulse. “I certainly did. I liked seeing the way you look with such an intriguing color, my hand caressing all that heat.”
“Uh-oh. You’re in trouble, Aleksei, if that was my punishment. I’ll end up being like the bad girl of the century.”
His hand moved over the stretchy lace. Found her nipple and tugged. “This is a beautiful covering. I like to look at your body, but if you have to be covered, this is sexy. You are very sexy, Gabrielle.”
She snuggled closer to his heat. “Thank you. I like that you know what you want, Aleksei. I don’t have to worry. I’m a worrier. I never think I do anything right, and when you take charge like that, I love it.”
He shifted just a little so he could nuzzle her breast. Her body pulsed. She really was hungry for him. He didn’t seem to mind that she wanted his body so much.