Pure Destiny (PureDark Ones #12) - Aja James Page 0,66
said simply.
Irrevocably.
And wrapped her arms around his neck, pulled up against him, and took his mouth in a soul-searing kiss.
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The moment Sophia’s lips met his, the last shred of Dalair’s control snapped.
Without preamble, before his mind could register what his hands did, he grabbed hold of his female’s ass, lifted her up and thrust unerringly inside in one smooth motion beneath the water.
He swallowed her pleasure-pained gasp and desperate groan in his mouth, her teeth clattering against his when she fumbled in shock.
She’d been wet for him, he knew this. Even with the subtle scent of the pool layered on top of her arousal, his hyper senses smelled her readiness. But he was hard enough to split stone, his swollen length a hot brand that stabbed into her softness without warning, without care. He’d been too far gone to hold back.
The tips of her fangs accidentally cut his mouth when they clashed together, and he relished this small pain in sympathy for the savage way he took her. He eased his brutal grip on her buttocks slightly and flexed his hips, nudging and rotating soothingly within her silken, too-tight clasp, seeking to stoke her pleasure until it overwhelmed the pain.
Her mouth softened on his as an uncontrollable shudder racked through her body, as she gave fully into the ecstasy of simply having him within her at last. This was all it took—the way he slotted inside and wrapped around her like her missing piece, without which she could never be whole.
She lapped and sucked at his bruised lips, drinking the blood from his cut, a low moan of gratitude and joy reverberating through her throat at his taste, like a starved supplicant finally allowed to feast.
He gave her his tongue to suck as well, feeling vicariously her primal need to be filled by him, as her voracious core clenched convulsively around him below, milking him like a relentless fist, pulling him ever deeper. Deeper. As if she wanted to absorb all of him into herself and never let go.
Her legs wrapped tight around him, her fingers clawing into his hair. The tips of her hard nipples imprinted themselves into his pecs like diamonds even as the rest of her soft breasts cushioned his hardness.
He could feel her heart gallop like a stampede of wild Arabian stallions next to his own. His heart thumped and thrashed in time with hers, synchronizing their breaths, aligning every throb of their pulse, the flow of blood in their veins, until they were utterly and completely one.
Take her. Take her. Take her.
Later, he’d be gentle. Later, he’d worship and claim every inch of her body.
Right now, he took.
Shifting his hands to take total control of her body, positioning her exactly where he wanted her to receive what he gave her, he took.
Long, hard, lunging thrusts into her tight, trembling channel.
In…
So deep, the mouth of his sex kissed her womb.
Stay…
His thickness pulsing, his slit weeping. Finally home.
Grind…
With a roll of his hips and a clench of his ass, his fat cockhead rubbed against those hungry nerves inside, while his thick root stretched her swollen nether lips to breaking point, and his heavy scrotum hit her perineum just right, making her empty star tighten and quiver in jealousy. He’d fill all of her before the night was done.
Out…
The drag of his steely length through her over-sensitized, needy channel turned her entire pussy into one giant clitoris turned outside in. Every movement ignited a rash of sparks. Sparks that caught in an all-consuming wildfire. A wildfire that raged through her heated flesh, steaming her blood, burning her breath, until every molecule within her obeyed his command, delirious with the pleasure only he could give her.
Thrust…
He set a steady, merciless, barbaric rhythm, one hand gripping her ass so hard she’d be wearing his fingerprints long after they were done, the other traveling up her spine to grab a fistful of hair, pulling her head back, separating their mouths.
She wanted to protest at first. But the words died on her lips as she pierced his eyes with her own.
See me. He commanded her through their Bond.
Look inside me.
Her mouth slightly open, panting short breaths as her body jolted with each pump of his powerful hips, she had no choice but to do exactly as he ordered.
Glittering amber clashed with silver-threaded steel.
This is yours.
Thrust.
Gasp.
Every part of me. Wrong or right. Good or bad. It’s all yours.