my.” The friction against her nub was sublime. She rubbed against him, seeking something beyond her grasp even though she knew not what. Dizzy with desire, she kissed him, with all the hunger and intensity rolling through her and he kissed her back.
“Give yourself to me. I promise to look after you.” He nipped down her neck, licked the first mark he’d given her then scraped his stubbly jaw along the tops of her breasts. He nipped and sucked at her flesh, dotting little bites all over both mounds before he drifted lower and edged down to the end of the bed.
His head disappeared under the folds of her skirts and even though she should be shocked, that emotion didn’t even flare to life within her. He was her mate and her body was his, just as his body was hers.
She gasped as he nibbled along her inner thighs, staking his claim and marking her, his hot breath a heavenly flutter across her lower folds.
“I’ll be gentle.” Softly whispered words as he swept one finger over her nub.
White-hot pleasure hit her, so swiftly, so completely. It sent her soaring from her body and a bright array of colors sizzled behind her closed eyelids as she flew.
Slowly, she came back down, her hands in his hair, fingers digging into his scalp. “Oh my, you are one very, very clever bear.”
“You liked my touch?”
“Immensely.” Panting, she tried to get her heartbeat back into order. “Come here, Tor. Kiss me again.”
* * * *
“I’m coming.” Tor gently nipped along Layla’s inner thigh, then the tops of her heaving breasts as he slid up her body. The last thing he wished to do was leave that heavenly spot between her legs where the heightened scent of her arousal had near made him come in his own pants. Watching her soar to the heavens from the touch of his finger alone had made both him and his bear deliriously happy and also incredibly fevered for more. He moaned as he gripped the burgundy and white patterned bedcovers either side of her head. If he let go, he’d tear her gown fully from her. As it was, her luscious breasts heaved as she still grappled for breath and her rosy nipples begged for his touch. He needed a taste of those sweet morsels, now.
“Are you hurting?” She blinked her eyes open, her beautiful brown eyes dazed.
“No, why would you ask?”
“You just whimpered as if hurt.”
“I’m struggling to hold back.” She was so responsive to his touch and he couldn’t have asked for anything more.
“So I see.” In a slow circle, she rubbed the spot on her neck where he’d first bitten her then palmed the mark and held it close. “No more biting me though. I’m no’ sure if I can handle another episode like that without first tearing the rest of your clothes off you.”
“That was hardly a warning if that was your intention. My cock is throbbing for release.” He’d never touched a woman the way he’d touched her, never had sex since his shifter kind always waited for their mate, but he’d certainly watched a few interesting movies which had enlightened him to the act of lovemaking. Right now all he wanted to do was strip every last piece of clothing from her, return to the sweet juncture between her thighs and feast on that part of her weeping for him.
“Is there aught more I can do to aid you in your release, as you did for me?” She stroked down his sides and caressed his shaft through his leather pants. “I would hate for you to be in pain.”
“I can handle the pain. I need to kiss you again.” He cupped her face in his hands and kissed her, moved his mouth over hers in a slow exploration that left them both ragged for breath when he pulled back. “When I come for the first time, it’ll be deep inside your body, right where I belong.”
“Is that so?” She smiled, so mischievously he didn’t doubt she would continue to tease him this mercilessly for the rest of his life. It was one life he couldn’t wait to live. Aye, he’d found his mate and now his soul
“Give yourself to me. I promise to look after you.” He nipped down her neck, licked the first mark he’d given her then scraped his stubbly jaw along the tops of her breasts. He nipped and sucked at her flesh, dotting little bites all over both mounds before he drifted lower and edged down to the end of the bed.
His head disappeared under the folds of her skirts and even though she should be shocked, that emotion didn’t even flare to life within her. He was her mate and her body was his, just as his body was hers.
She gasped as he nibbled along her inner thighs, staking his claim and marking her, his hot breath a heavenly flutter across her lower folds.
“I’ll be gentle.” Softly whispered words as he swept one finger over her nub.
White-hot pleasure hit her, so swiftly, so completely. It sent her soaring from her body and a bright array of colors sizzled behind her closed eyelids as she flew.
Slowly, she came back down, her hands in his hair, fingers digging into his scalp. “Oh my, you are one very, very clever bear.”
“You liked my touch?”
“Immensely.” Panting, she tried to get her heartbeat back into order. “Come here, Tor. Kiss me again.”
* * * *
“I’m coming.” Tor gently nipped along Layla’s inner thigh, then the tops of her heaving breasts as he slid up her body. The last thing he wished to do was leave that heavenly spot between her legs where the heightened scent of her arousal had near made him come in his own pants. Watching her soar to the heavens from the touch of his finger alone had made both him and his bear deliriously happy and also incredibly fevered for more. He moaned as he gripped the burgundy and white patterned bedcovers either side of her head. If he let go, he’d tear her gown fully from her. As it was, her luscious breasts heaved as she still grappled for breath and her rosy nipples begged for his touch. He needed a taste of those sweet morsels, now.
“Are you hurting?” She blinked her eyes open, her beautiful brown eyes dazed.
“No, why would you ask?”
“You just whimpered as if hurt.”
“I’m struggling to hold back.” She was so responsive to his touch and he couldn’t have asked for anything more.
“So I see.” In a slow circle, she rubbed the spot on her neck where he’d first bitten her then palmed the mark and held it close. “No more biting me though. I’m no’ sure if I can handle another episode like that without first tearing the rest of your clothes off you.”
“That was hardly a warning if that was your intention. My cock is throbbing for release.” He’d never touched a woman the way he’d touched her, never had sex since his shifter kind always waited for their mate, but he’d certainly watched a few interesting movies which had enlightened him to the act of lovemaking. Right now all he wanted to do was strip every last piece of clothing from her, return to the sweet juncture between her thighs and feast on that part of her weeping for him.
“Is there aught more I can do to aid you in your release, as you did for me?” She stroked down his sides and caressed his shaft through his leather pants. “I would hate for you to be in pain.”
“I can handle the pain. I need to kiss you again.” He cupped her face in his hands and kissed her, moved his mouth over hers in a slow exploration that left them both ragged for breath when he pulled back. “When I come for the first time, it’ll be deep inside your body, right where I belong.”
“Is that so?” She smiled, so mischievously he didn’t doubt she would continue to tease him this mercilessly for the rest of his life. It was one life he couldn’t wait to live. Aye, he’d found his mate and now his soul
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