Odin (Alien Adoption Agency #5) - Tasha Black Page 0,44
more afraid than he was.
This was a big step for both of them.
In spite of his sometimes-stormy demeanor, Odin was determined that this claiming would be filled with radiant light and joy. He wanted Liberty to have no doubt that she was making the right decision.
He certainly knew he was doing what he was meant to do.
“How much do you like that dress?” he asked her, looking down at the worn gingham shift.
Personally, he hated it. He hated all her clothes for covering her beautiful curves.
“It’s not my favorite,” she admitted.
He allowed the dragon to extend a single claw and ripped it neatly in half.
“Oh,” she said.
“Oh,” he echoed, staring down at her perfect breasts, her sweet pink nipples stiff with need.
He leaned down to nuzzle them, flicking his tongue against her sensitive nipples.
She whimpered and he felt her pleasure through the bond.
The dragon practically purred in his chest.
He fed on her more earnestly, wolfing at her nipples and suckling her breasts half into his mouth, drinking down her ecstasy as much as her tender flesh.
When Liberty cried out and arched her back as if she needed more, he slowed his kisses, trailing his lips down her ribcage to the softness of her belly.
Her hips were quivering, and he could taste her sweet scent on the air. A wave of need swept over him and he wasn’t sure if it was his or hers.
The dragon roared to claim her, but Odin would not rush this. He wanted her to burn for him.
Just as he burned for her.
He brushed his lips gently against her left hip and then her right, loving the soft sounds she made and the way her hips lifted to meet his mouth.
His own body raged, but he forced himself to go slowly, nuzzling her inner thighs with his rough jaw, stroking her hips with one hand as he urged her to open herself to him.
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Liberty
Liberty was drowning in sensation. The cool air of the room met her breasts, still sensitive from Odin’s kisses.
His hands were warm and rough against her hips and his mouth…
The anticipation was almost like pain. Every cell strained for his touch as he lavished hot kisses against her inner thighs, working his way so slowly toward her hungry sex.
She could feel the bond between them growing stronger. She could taste her own scent through his senses and was shocked to find it was spicy and sweet.
“Liberty,” he murmured against her, his hot breath sending shockwaves through her.
She let her head fall back on the pillow, closing her eyes.
Odin growled and buried his face in her, licking her so slowly she thought she would lose her mind.
A hunger was gathering deep inside her and she understood suddenly how it might take days to find satisfaction.
She moaned, low and desperate and he responded immediately, sending her flying with his touch.
Fireworks went off behind her eyes as the pleasure threatened to blast her apart at the seams.
“Odin,” she moaned as she came down.
But the hunger was building again already, and she found herself frantically lifting her hips to meet his mouth.
He growled and crawled up to her, leaving her grinding herself against nothing.
She wailed with need, unable to form words in her despair. She needed him, more than anything. She was empty inside. She felt like she was going to die…
“Easy, my love,” Odin murmured. “I’ve got you.”
He covered her body with his, pressing a kiss to her forehead.
“Please,” she moaned.
“You will accept me as your mate?”
“Yes, yes, yes,” she begged. “Please.”
“Mine,” he growled.
He spread her thighs with his knee and thrust into her in one smooth motion.
Liberty felt a moment of stretching pain and then pleasure like nothing she had ever experienced before.
“Gods, Liberty,” he groaned.
“Please,” she begged, jogging her hips up, desperate for him to move.
He roared in surrender and thrust into her again and again, sliding his hand between them to massage her throbbing clitoris.
Liberty screamed and flew apart again.
Odin clenched her hips in his hands and lifted her to him again.
She felt the intensity of his desire and her own reawakening at once and was on the edge again before her last climax was over.
“I need you,” she moaned, letting her nails sink into his shoulders. “Please, I need you.”
“Liberty…” Her name was like a prayer on his lips.
She felt her pleasure expand as if she were sunlight, illuminating the whole moon, every creature, every tree, stretching to encompass the galaxy.
Odin shouted out his pleasure as he let go at last, filling