of him. His breath came out in sharp gasps. “You’re going to kill me, if you continue this.”
“Mmm… you like this?” I teased.
“I’ve never…” he started, but when I rubbed myself against his hardened length, he groaned loudly, unable to resume his words.
Only a few minutes later, his need made his face squint in pain. I could’ve drawn this out just to tease him more, but I felt the same. I needed more of him.
Kneeling down front of him, I unclipped his kilt. He lifted his hips and I removed his shorts. His eyebrow arched in a sultry question, which I answered in the only way I knew how. I took him into my hand then devoured him. He jumped, then instantly fell back on the bed as I took him with all the passion I felt in my soul.
There was no hesitation, stopping or slow movements. His groans were louder than I’d ever heard. He was at a complete loss for control as I swept over his body with my mouth and hands in a way that was purely primitive.
The bond just encouraged me. His pleasure washed through me, showed me what he liked most. How he liked the swirl of my tongue, the rough stroke of my hand, the way I took him in so very deep.
His body bucked against me as his climax approached. “Stop…you must stop,” he shouted. “I’m…” His words cut off with a loud grunt as his orgasm rippled through him.
When he gasped at the sensitivity of his completion, I lowered my hands and sat back on my legs, waited for him to come around. I was more than pleased that I’d just rocked his body.
He laid there for a moment, his stomach moving up and down in heavy long breaths. When he raised his head, his expression stunned me. He wasn’t sated or relaxed as I expected. Oh no, what burned in him was a need to take me for everything I had.
In a second, he had me on my side, my panties shredded, and drove into me with a force that stole my breath. He pulled my thigh up while he drove me to places where stars existed. The hardness of his erection left me flabbergasted. He had finished, there was no doubt of that. How he was capable of being so ready with this type of enthusiasm had me floored. But who cared! This was incredible. Now that we were bonded, not only was I feeling my pleasure, but I experienced his as well. “Sweet glorious Jesus,” I gasped.
“Mmmm,” was Kyden’s only response.
With only a few more of those mindboggling thrusts, I skyrocketed into an orgasm where I swore my body for all of a second died. As I plummeted back to reality, he pulled out and lay on his back.
In a way that only a strong male could pull off, he raised me above him until I gripped the headboard. He placed his mouth against my core, and within seconds, I screamed in heavenly bliss as his mouth lavished with a desire that had me panting in seconds. Intensifying the sensations, he groaned and the vibration that trembled along my skin had me gripping my thighs against his head and shuddering deeply as another climax soared through me.
When reality returned to me, I was surprised to find myself flipped on my back as Kyden knelt between my legs. He pressed his fingers against my opening and only sat gently for a moment. Then his fingers continued the pursuit to render me unconscious. His muscles bulged as he used his strength to slam pleasure into every part of my being.
With each hard insertion, his hand played against my G-spot and began to spark the mother of all orgasms. Heat began to soar through me as my entire body gripped, tightening against the pleasure tearing within me. Tears streamed down my face as intense delight blasted me to the point of pain. Kyden increased his speed, and it was all it took to send my body in another climax that was all consuming. My body tightened around his fingers as warm liquid washed along my thighs.
Before I could ask, am I dead? he flipped me back over onto my stomach and thrust into me with every ounce of his power. My body was tender, sore from the intense ecstasy, tight from muscle contractions. The moment my body gave way to his entry, he leveled me in a way meant to satisfy his