this. I want you and I can feel"—she ran her hand up his leg to his hardening cock—"you want me, too."
"By the gods, I do." He pushed her flat on her back on the bed, coming over her again. "You're mine. If I was stronger I'd resist this pull. I can't anymore and what's more, I don't want to. Why can't I have you?"
His eyes were huge, wild as he stared down at her and a heady, powerful sensation ran through her body knowing she made him so out of control. Drew never lost his control, only he'd given in to her. She was so damn relieved.
"No reason I can think of whatsoever." She kissed him and he groaned before he took back dominating her mouth.
Without a word spoken, he ran his hands along her arms until he gripped her wrists. Pressing his weight down, he held her arms over her head, making it clear who was in charge of their coming together.
Marina didn't mind. Whatever he wanted, however he wanted it. Her body purred to be his finally. And he'd barely touched her yet.
He lifted his lips from hers, and she gasped for breath.
Everything inside of her had gone soft, warm, pliant. "You know I've never done this before."
His grin shocked her. Drew hardly ever smiled. "That's because you've always belonged to me."
Drew let go of her shirt only long enough to pull her clothes from her body. She lay beneath him, naked and exposed. Only she didn't feel that way—his gaze travelled over her body, adoring her with every movement of his eyes.
"You still have your clothes on and I'm totally nude."
He bent over her, his breath warm when he got close to her breasts. "Always good at stating the obvious, aren't you?"
When his mouth pulled on her nipple, all coherent thought fled her mind. Only Drew's mouth and the distant sound of the chanters mattered in the universe.
* * * *
Drew felt crazed. He had to tone it down or he was going to take Marina in a frenzy he'd regret later and probably hurt her in the process. No, he needed to breathe. In through his nose, out through his…
Marina stroked his cock and it jumped in his pants. He'd not been so hard since…well, he couldn't remember the last time. Sex had always been really uninteresting to him the few times he'd done it and once he'd understood the soul mate concept he didn't want it with anyone but her.
He'd spent so much time pushing down his constant need for her; his desire might actually explode from his body.
"Drew." She wiggled her arms and he let them go although he'd have them back restrained before the night was over. He'd spent too many nights imagining her the way he had her, gloriously naked with his arms pressing into hers while his cock brought her pleasure over and over again.
Marina placed his hands on both his cheeks. "Don't get lost in your head. Be here with me."
"I'm not lost." He sucked on her other nipple because it was so pink, and pretty, like it called out for him to do so. She tasted of cherries and he moaned when he did because even though he would have thought it impossible his balls hardened even more than they had. "You found me."
With his mouth on her, he could feel when the goosebumps broke out all over body. All from his speaking to her telepathically? He'd all but denied her the mental touch, basically to save himself, for years. Guilt rushed in as it always did whenever he dwelled on the years he'd had no choice but to keep himself away from her.
"Like me in your mind?" He pressed in again. To do so felt like a caress, like he could touch her, thought to thought, as he could stroke her body with his fingertips.
"I do." She replied and he grinned.
"Stay there," he whispered. No one would hear them. The cave had great walls, which kept everything nice and private. "I like you in my head." Feel how I need you. "
He ran his hands down her body, stopping to explore every curve he'd kept his palms off for so long. She was softer than he imagined. He'd not known how perfectly his hand would fit around her hip, or the way
"By the gods, I do." He pushed her flat on her back on the bed, coming over her again. "You're mine. If I was stronger I'd resist this pull. I can't anymore and what's more, I don't want to. Why can't I have you?"
His eyes were huge, wild as he stared down at her and a heady, powerful sensation ran through her body knowing she made him so out of control. Drew never lost his control, only he'd given in to her. She was so damn relieved.
"No reason I can think of whatsoever." She kissed him and he groaned before he took back dominating her mouth.
Without a word spoken, he ran his hands along her arms until he gripped her wrists. Pressing his weight down, he held her arms over her head, making it clear who was in charge of their coming together.
Marina didn't mind. Whatever he wanted, however he wanted it. Her body purred to be his finally. And he'd barely touched her yet.
He lifted his lips from hers, and she gasped for breath.
Everything inside of her had gone soft, warm, pliant. "You know I've never done this before."
His grin shocked her. Drew hardly ever smiled. "That's because you've always belonged to me."
Drew let go of her shirt only long enough to pull her clothes from her body. She lay beneath him, naked and exposed. Only she didn't feel that way—his gaze travelled over her body, adoring her with every movement of his eyes.
"You still have your clothes on and I'm totally nude."
He bent over her, his breath warm when he got close to her breasts. "Always good at stating the obvious, aren't you?"
When his mouth pulled on her nipple, all coherent thought fled her mind. Only Drew's mouth and the distant sound of the chanters mattered in the universe.
* * * *
Drew felt crazed. He had to tone it down or he was going to take Marina in a frenzy he'd regret later and probably hurt her in the process. No, he needed to breathe. In through his nose, out through his…
Marina stroked his cock and it jumped in his pants. He'd not been so hard since…well, he couldn't remember the last time. Sex had always been really uninteresting to him the few times he'd done it and once he'd understood the soul mate concept he didn't want it with anyone but her.
He'd spent so much time pushing down his constant need for her; his desire might actually explode from his body.
"Drew." She wiggled her arms and he let them go although he'd have them back restrained before the night was over. He'd spent too many nights imagining her the way he had her, gloriously naked with his arms pressing into hers while his cock brought her pleasure over and over again.
Marina placed his hands on both his cheeks. "Don't get lost in your head. Be here with me."
"I'm not lost." He sucked on her other nipple because it was so pink, and pretty, like it called out for him to do so. She tasted of cherries and he moaned when he did because even though he would have thought it impossible his balls hardened even more than they had. "You found me."
With his mouth on her, he could feel when the goosebumps broke out all over body. All from his speaking to her telepathically? He'd all but denied her the mental touch, basically to save himself, for years. Guilt rushed in as it always did whenever he dwelled on the years he'd had no choice but to keep himself away from her.
"Like me in your mind?" He pressed in again. To do so felt like a caress, like he could touch her, thought to thought, as he could stroke her body with his fingertips.
"I do." She replied and he grinned.
"Stay there," he whispered. No one would hear them. The cave had great walls, which kept everything nice and private. "I like you in my head." Feel how I need you. "
He ran his hands down her body, stopping to explore every curve he'd kept his palms off for so long. She was softer than he imagined. He'd not known how perfectly his hand would fit around her hip, or the way
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