The Lasaran (Aldebarian Alliance #1) - Dianne Duvall Page 0,57
And the shift in pressure against his hard cock nearly made him groan.
“Okay,” she agreed with a slight smile.
As though imparting a confidence, he whispered, “I am eager for our daughter to be born so I can make love with you.”
Her breath caught. “I am, too. I mean, I’m not eager for the baby to be born because I’m actually terrified of giving birth. But I’m very eager to make love with you.”
Settling his hands on her hips, he urged her tighter against him.
Desire flared to life in her brown eyes. “You make me burn, Taelon.” She drew her tongue across her lip in a sensual stroke he could almost feel on his own. “You don’t even have to touch me to make me want you. All you have to do is look at me the way you are right now.”
Lust ripped through him.
Sliding his hands up her sides, he palmed her large breasts, skimmed his thumbs across the taut peaks that pressed against the light fabric of her tunic.
She moaned. “Pregnancy seems to have made every part of me more sensitive.”
He squeezed the mounds.
She hissed in a breath. “That hurts and feels good all at the same time.”
He stilled. “It hurts?” When he would’ve pulled his hands away, she covered them with her own and held them in place.
“It’s the pregnancy. It makes my breasts tender.”
The last thing Taelon wanted to do was hurt her. “What about here?” Once more, he skimmed his thumbs across the hard peaks of her breasts. “Does this hurt?”
“No.”
“What about this?” He delivered light pinches to her nipples.
“Shit, that feels good.” The muscles in her slender thighs bunched as she ground against him.
Pleasure shot through him. “Will achieving release without penetration cause you harm?” he asked, his voice deeper and hoarse with desire. If he couldn’t bury his cock deep inside her warm, willing body, he at least wanted to help her orgasm.
“I don’t know.” She rocked her hips against him as he played with her breasts. “But it’s been a long time and I’m not going to last, so if we’re going to stop we should do it now.”
Drek that. Leaning forward, he captured her lips in a heated kiss.
She tasted so good. He had only meant to distract her. But now he needed her, needed to hold her, stroke her, feel her come apart in his arms. Needed to feel her wrap her arms around him as she did now and bury her fingers in his hair, rake her fingernails across his scalp.
He deepened the kiss, stroking her tongue with his own as he continued to tease her breasts.
“Taelon,” she breathed as she undulated in his arms.
He slid one hand around and down her back, grabbing her beautiful bottom and helping her find a rhythm that sped his pulse and shortened her breath.
“Yes,” she whispered.
He growled. He had never wanted a woman so desperately… as though he would lose his sanity if he didn’t bury himself deep inside her soon.
“More,” she pleaded, her words stoking the fire inside him. “I want you inside me.”
Drek, he wanted that, too. But he wouldn’t risk harming her or their child. So he urged her to ride him harder until she stiffened and cried out in ecstasy.
He clenched his teeth, close to release himself. But he refused to spill his seed in his pants like an untried boy.
She slumped against him, her harsh breaths fanning his neck.
Taelon smoothed his hand over her hair as he struggled to bring his body back under control.
She straightened. Her lips were plumper and pinker from his kisses. Her eyes were heavy lidded and dark with satisfaction. “Now you.”
She rested a hand on his chest. When she started to draw that hand down toward his trousers, inadvertently brushing his wounds and causing pain, he captured it in his and carried it to his lips.
“The next time I find release,” he told her, “I want to be buried deep inside you.”
She stared at him, desire flaring to life once more in her eyes. “That’s so hot.”
He lowered their clasped hands to her belly. “How do you feel? Are you well?”
She nodded. “My stomach got tight for a minute there. But it feels like it’s relaxing now.”
A tiny foot or fist thumped against their hands.
He frowned. “You don’t think the baby is aware of what just happened, do you?”
“Sheesh, I hope not,” she said with such dismay that he laughed.
Cupping her belly in both hands, he addressed the baby. “It’s your mother’s fault.