First Forest - Viola Grace Page 0,7
was a direct pressure moving into her. Instinct made her move forward, but he gripped her hips and slowly pushed into her.
She gasped, she whimpered, and her fingers dug into the soil under her palms as she felt she was going to split wide. She panted, and his chest pressed to her back. He murmured wordless sounds into her ear and moved a hand around to stroke her clit.
Abiha’s hips flinched, moving back toward him, and there was a spurt of moisture inside her that let him ease in. He continued to circle her clit as his hips moved, and his cock went deeper into her. There was a deep ache, a rising heat, and confusion as to what was going to happen next. She really should have spent less time studying and more time masturbating like the rest of her peers.
He shoved in deep and whispered, “Wherever your thoughts are, bring them back to me.”
She bucked back against him and whimpered as her orgasm rushed inward. She coughed out a cry, and her inner muscles squeezed him.
He didn’t pause, he pulled out, flipped her to her back, and slid in again.
She met his gaze as he thrust into her, and when he lifted her leg to the top of his hip, he smiled. He slowly moved his hips against her, and she tried to match him thrust for thrust.
The hot tingling was moving up her limbs and swirling in her sex. She held onto his shoulders, and he lowered himself until he was rubbing against her breasts with his chest with every thrust.
She switched her grip to his back, and she heard her voice, thin and high, “Ohpleaseohpleaseohpleaseohplease.”
He moved higher on her, and the change in angle put pressure on her clit. She jerked hard under him, her voice locked, and nails clawed at him. He shuddered against her, slamming in twice before remaining still.
Kiloh lowered his head to kiss her, and she lifted her head toward him. When his tongue touched hers, her body clenched around his cock again, and she groaned, his thighs sliding against hers. She was sweaty.
His kiss was slow and deliberate. The exhausted slump that she had been in began to fade, and her body was getting hungry again. Her sex ached, and she groaned into his mouth. He licked her a few times before lifting his head. “Too much?”
She sighed and stroked his back. “My body doesn’t change shape as easily as yours. It is going to be a few days before I recover.”
He chuckled. “I am sure that I can find something to shorten the timeline. The botanicals that I have access to are astonishing.”
She didn’t want to let him go. Having him over and inside her was just what she had been missing. Eventually, she realized that her legs were locked around his hips. She slowly unlocked her ankles and settled her feet to either side of him. She sighed and let her arms slip from his back.
He slid out of her, and she mourned the loss of the heat. He picked her up and carried her to a pond that was notorious for its icy waters. She tried to get away, but he walked calmly into the water, and it was far from icy.
“Has the water changed since I have been away?” She looked up at him and frowned.
“I did not think that it would be appropriate to drop my mate into an icy pool. It would not be a good start.”
He walked deeper into the water, and she wiggled her toes as she was submerged to the jawline. She shuddered as the initial aches and pains that had begun were halted. “How did you do that?”
He grinned. “Practice.”
She looked at him and realized that he had resumed his normal height. “How deep is the water?”
“Probably just over your head.” His expression was amused. “I supposed you will just have to hold onto me.”
She snorted and slowly rolled out of his arms and under the water. Abiha held her breath and sank to the bottom of the pool, thinking about what had transpired. Did she... did he... she glanced over, and she was looking up at his groin. How the hell did that fit?
Chapter Four
She swam to the surface, and he caught her against him.
She mumbled. “You are staring at me again.”
“I have missed you. You have an aura about you that I find fascinating.” He stroked her head. “I wish you could see yourself as I do.”
“I would get