pussy was hot and damp when he dragged her over his shaft. “You’re wet for me.”
In answer, she ground herself against him, her chest rising and falling rapidly as she pleasured them both.
“Fuck, yes.” She was a goddess, her body long and lean, muscles rippling in her arms and legs as she moved over him. Her breasts were firm and full and tipped with tight pink nipples. Myriad scars, faded to a faint white, covered her entire body. They were an abomination, a reminder of her time in Hell, but also a testament to her strength.
Sweat beaded his brow as he fought the need to drive into her, to fuck her and mark her as his.
This time when she moved away, he released her, giving her the freedom she desired. “You’re so strong.” She left a fiery trail of hot kisses down his abdomen.
He reached up and gripped the headboard to keep from reaching for her.
She made a sound of pleasure when she reached his cock. “You’re big all over, aren’t you?” she teased.
“Morrigan,” he warned. His patience was wearing thin. The bed frame creaked beneath his punishing grip. He released it before he broke it.
“All this for me.” She wrapped her strong hand around his cock and pumped.
“Yes,” he hissed from between clenched teeth. He was in Heaven. No, this was even better.
Giving a sultry laugh, she skimmed her hand from the base all the way to the tip. Instead of going down again, she ran the flat of her palm over the flared head, gathering the moisture seeping from the tip.
His hips shot up. His hands fisted in the covers, his fingers ripping through the fabric.
“Like that, do you?” The teasing light in her eyes touched something deep inside him. When was the last time someone had played with him? He wasn’t sure anyone ever had. His existence had been about fighting and winning, about surviving. He fulfilled his basic needs for food and shelter and the occasional fuck.
This was beyond his experience.
When she lowered her head, he almost lost it. Her warm breath made his cock twitch. He gritted his teeth to keep from coming when she lapped at the broad head, circling it with her tongue. The tips of her fingers outlined the karambits inked on his lower stomach, following the curves of the deadly blades.
His groan vibrated through his entire body. His balls were so damn heavy and full they were about to burst.
He bit down on his bottom lip, drawing blood, to keep from begging her to take him into her mouth.
All her attention was on his dick. She licked her lips and finally sucked the tip, swirling her tongue around before taking him deeper.
“Fuck, yes.” He gripped the back of her head in his hand and urged her on. It was a damn good thing he’d painted the blocking symbols on the outer walls of his home, as he’d kill anyone who tried to stop them.
Morrigan was a firebrand, burning bright. It wasn’t just the reddish tones in her hair, but the light within her. When she hummed, the vibration skated up and down his shaft.
He grabbed her free hand and shoved it between his legs. Her laugh was sultry, that of a temptress. Her fingers caressed his balls, massaging the taut globes before she cupped them.
Fucking perfect.
“I’m coming,” he warned, to give her time to pull away.
She made another of those sexy humming sounds that drove him crazy. Roaring her name, he came hard and fast. His entire lower body lifted right off the bed, his heels digging into the mattress.
All the light disappeared. The shadows wrapped around them, shielding them from the rest of the world. He’d called them without thought as protection.
Morrigan startled but kept on sucking him, prolonging his release.
When it was done, he fell back against the mattress. The shadows retreated, and the ambient lighting returned.
He was strangely satisfied, yet not.
“My turn.” He grabbed her and flipped her easily, bringing her down beside him.