Malakai (Stone Society #13) - Faith Gibson Page 0,108

for his mate into her mouth. Josie deepened the kiss, threading her fingers through his short hair. Kai untied the knot holding Josie’s lavalava in place and slid the fabric down her body. Kai followed the material, dropping to his knees. His palms smoothed over her hips, down her thighs. He teased her belly button with his tongue before licking a path downward. Josie sucked in a breath as Kai used his thumbs to separate her wet folds. He flicked her clit with his tongue, and Josie moaned.

“Kai…”

Kai’s dick throbbed, tenting the material covering his lower body. Ignoring his own needs, he feasted on his mate. Drank down her nectar that was sweeter than any fruit he’d tasted. Her scent was heady, and he drew it in. The needy sounds escaping his mate were a siren’s song, calling to his beast, but he didn’t let up until Josie found her release. Only then did Kai stand and untie his lavalava. He had removed the ceremonial gold leaves from his neck and legs earlier, so he now stood before his mate, matching her nakedness. Kai lifted Josie then settled her atop the soft petals of the red flowers. Their sweet aroma mixed with his mate’s essence. He knew in that moment he would never forget the combined smell or the way Josie looked at him as she waited for him to take her. Her eyes were filled with want, need, and love.

Malakai lowered his body to hers and entered her wet heat in one slow move.

“Yes,” Josie husked, sliding her feet up his legs. Her hands found purchase on his shoulders. As he slid in and out, slowly, languorously, Josie arched into him, her nails digging into his skin. He covered her mouth with his, their tongues swirling in sync with the rhythm of their lower bodies. The need to bite her again clawed at him as his orgasm built. Kai leaned back and slid his arms under her thighs, angling her so he could brush his hardness against her clit.

Josie’s hands found her ample breasts and squeezed her nipples, rolling them between her fingers. “Kai, I need… Please…” He could make love to her all night. He would give her everything she needed in that moment because they had a lifetime of lovemaking to do it all again. Kai increased his pace, and when her breath hitched and her inner muscles clamped down on his cock, only then did he allow himself to come. Kai’s fangs dropped and he lowered her legs so he could reach her shoulder, biting into her tender skin. Josie shouted as her orgasm resurged. Kai pumped his seed into her core, their releases mixing together.

He rolled to his back, taking Josie with him. Kai’s dick was still half hard, and it threatened to fully inflate when she rubbed her nipples against his skin.

“I’ve never felt as free as when I’m with you. Being with you is like I’m a different person. You’ve unlocked a part of me I never knew existed. Thank you.”

Kai smiled. How could he not? Pushing Josie’s hair over her shoulders, he simply responded, “You’re welcome.” He didn’t bother cleaning his mate because he planned to get her dirty at least one more time. But he also knew she was human and required sleep. After another round of lovemaking, this time harder and faster, Kai gently wiped away the evidence of their coupling with a warm, damp cloth. Kai turned back the covers, sending the teuila petals fluttering to the floor, then wrapped his sated mate in his arms and held her while she slept. Malakai lay awake all night, relishing the softness of her skin, the cute sounds she made in her sleep, and the way she tightened her arm around his waist. He thanked the gods for giving him this perfect creature to love and cherish.

When he felt the pull of the sun, Kai awakened Josie with kisses to her forehead, her cheeks and eyes. Her kissed nose, then her lips. “Wake up, Sunshine. There’s something I want us to do.”

Drago had become proficient in waiting. In thinking things through. In coming up with a new idea when the last one didn’t go as planned. What he wasn’t used to was his beast fighting against him. Without his sword, he couldn’t go up against another Goyle and expect to win, but that hadn’t been his goal. The text said several of the Stone mates had fled to the little island