He needed to replenish his strength.
She turned in his embrace, intending to offer her throat to him, and paused when she caught the flicker of fear in his eyes.
Elissa raised both of her hands and settled her palms against his cheeks, holding his face and letting him know that she was there with him and that she wasn’t afraid of what might happen because she felt certain that he would retain control this time.
“Make love to me, Payne.”
His eyes darted between hers and she did the only thing she could to reassure him that she wanted this and she wasn’t afraid. She lured him down to her and kissed him, moulding her mouth over his and capturing the moan that left his lips.
His hands grasped her hips again and he backed her into the corner of the cubicle, out of the spray of the shower. She circled her arms around his neck and pulled herself up his body, settling her legs around his waist. A feral snarl escaped his lips and he kissed her harder, stealing her breath away and reigniting her hunger for him, her need to have his body filling hers and bringing her to climax with him.
He pinned her against the cool tiles and reached between them. She gasped at the feel of the head of his cock rubbing her, teasing her and drawing another flood of arousal from her core. She rocked against him, unable to contain herself, desperate to feel him inside her once more and to make it good this time, to shatter the hold that their last encounter had on Payne.
When he ran his cock downwards this time, Elissa shifted her hips, rocking them forwards so he went further than intended and the head of his shaft slipped into her sheath. She eased down onto him, not giving him a chance to pull out. He groaned against her lips, as still as a statue and taut as a bowstring.#p#分页标题#e#
Elissa kissed him, distracting him by running her tongue along the length of his and teasing his fangs, trying to take his focus off the past and bring it to the present. She shifted her feet, drawing him closer to her, deeper into her.
Payne clutched her backside and slowly withdrew, teasing her by almost leaving her before he slid back in, setting a torturous pace that had her writhing in his arms, hungry for more.
He pulled back and stared into her eyes as he moved into her with slow, deliberate strokes, touching every part of her, teasing her towards what she knew would be a mind-blowing orgasm. Elissa held his gaze and ran her fingers through his hair, losing herself in the moment and the beautifully warm look in his eyes. A man had never looked at her like that before, as though she was special and beautiful, as though they were made for each other. She smiled at him, wanting him to see that whatever he was feeling as he moved against her, made love to her, she was feeling it too. From what he had told her about mates, she had been made for him, someone he couldn’t control or influence.
Someone he could believe loved him because of who he was not because his incubus side affected her.
She loved him because he was strong, brave, beautiful, and she had never met a man like him.
His fae markings shone brightly and his eyes did too, his incubus side fully in command, but he didn’t look as though he was close to losing control. He had never looked more in control. Was it because he knew now that she wouldn’t hurt him because she loved him and she had consented to being his mate?
He leaned forwards, slowly driving into her, taking her higher and higher, his hands cool against her hips. She brought her head forwards and pressed her forehead against his, and then kissed him again, sweeping her lips across his and following them with the tip of her tongue. He tilted his head and claimed her mouth, seizing control of the kiss and dominating her as he quickened his pace. He moaned against her lips and she joined him, rocking her hips against his, daring to lose control a little and obey her instincts.
Payne pushed her harder against the tiles and angled his body so he could drive deeper, harder, his pelvis striking her clitoris each time their hips met. She tangled her fingers in his hair and arched her back, tightening around him, seeking more. He grunted and then growled and kissed her desperately. His fangs caught her lower lip and she moaned as he sucked it into his mouth, causing it to tingle and a rush of heat to cascade down her body, settling in her belly. She met each thrust of his cock, using her feet to force him to keep going, to take her harder because she was close now, could almost reach out and grab bliss.
A flash of Payne with his body pounding into hers and his fangs in her throat burst across her mind and she moaned at the image, knowing it was born of her imagination not his. Payne growled and she grabbed his hair, tugged him away from her mouth and forced his head down to her throat. She wanted him to bite her again, ached for the feel of his fangs penetrating her throat and the connection it brought to life between them. It was the push she needed to find release, and she knew he needed it too.