his touch was a little firm, but she could almost feel the restraint he was using. He hadn’t taken her to the ground and mounted her. Not that she would object. Her own tiron stirred inside her. The animal wanted his possession even if she had to incite it a little. She wanted him as wild as she felt.
She pressed her hips back, but realized she still wore her skirt. Reaching down, she started to unfasten it. His hands caught hers and pressed them to the wall. A low growl rolled against her neck.
The sound sent a shiver of anticipation down her spine. She froze and didn’t resist as he guided her hands back to the stone. His fingers tugged and pushed at the fastening of her skirt. A light ping off the wall announced the fate of one of the recalcitrant buttons. The skirt loosened and fell to her feet.
“Step out. I want you open for me.” Colm’s hands slid down her back, around and over her belly.
The warmth of his palms seared her. She arched into his touch wanting to feel his hands everywhere. She stepped out of her skirt and widened her stance a bit in invitation. His hands swept up her belly and over her ribs. She trembled as his fingers lingered over the trika. When his palms cupped her breasts, she drew in a hissing breath. Fiery sparks radiated from the light pressure. She hadn’t expected such a fierce reaction.
Part of her wanted to push, to incite a fiercer dominance, and the other part wanted to soothe and submit. Her fingernails scraped against the stone. She didn’t know what to do or what she wanted more. His fingers slid up and over her nipples, drawing a moan from her. He trapped the nipple between two fingers and squeezed gently.
She moaned and looked over her shoulders, meeting his intense stare. “Give me what I need.”
He growled low in his throat and stepped close. She felt the heat of his cock and the warm brush of his thighs against her buttocks. When had he found time to undress? She rocked her hips back against him in silent demand. His fingers at her breasts tightened a little, pulling her back against him. His cock slid between her legs, brushing over the wet folds of her pussy. She wanted his shaft driving into her, filling her cunt.
“I’m going to ride you hard. My cock’s going to pound into you as my teeth sink into your shoulder, finally marking you as mine.” His breath feathered over her neck and shoulder as his lips brushed back and forth there. He seemed to be trying to decide where he wanted to place his mark.
She almost purred. That’s what she needed. “Now.”
“Demanding rah’ki.” He nuzzled her neck and she felt the scrape of fangs and the wet swipe of his tongue.
His hands slowly released her breasts and swept down her stomach. She groaned at the loss of the warmth and touch of his calloused hands on the aching mounds. He gripped her hips, the pressure tight, almost as if he thought she might try to slip out of his hold. His hips rocked against her buttocks, rubbing his cock back and forth against the swollen lips of her pussy.
“You’re so wet for me.”
“I’ve been aching for you to claim me as much as you wanted to do it,” she whispered and reached down to glide her fingers over his arm.
He drew back a little as his cock nudged her entrance before driving deep. His tongue swirled over her shoulder once more. She arched her neck to the side, giving him room. His teeth clamped down onto her shoulder. Sharp canines sank into her flesh as he thrust hard. She gasped. Her hand slammed back to the wall to keep her balance.
Pain mixed with rising pleasure as his hips drove against her buttocks. She pushed back into the thrusts, wanting more. One of his arms curled around, drawing her back more fully against him. Her pelvis rocked back. She wanted more, deeper, now.
His hand cupped her pussy. A single finger pressed between the lips and circled her clit. His hips drove against her faster and harder. A low growl rumbled through him. Fiery sensation shot straight from where his mouth gripped at her shoulder down to her pussy. Her inner muscles clenched and shivers racked her body as the wave of pleasure slammed through her.
His hips surged against her. The growl became a low