She took it easily and demanded more. Arching against him, she instinctually wrapped one of her legs around his hip. It brought her hot, wet core into alignment with Solar’s throbbing cock.
“Fuck,” he groaned. His head lifted and he stared her in the eye. He rolled them over so that he was sitting up and she was straddled over his lap, completely open for him.
“I should probably make you come again,” he whispered as he roughly dragged his hands over her breasts, tugging at the nipples. “But I wasn’t prepared for this. The reality. You. Naked. Wet. Ready.”
He leaned into her neck and sucked her pulse point into his mouth, biting down, hard. Zara moaned and leaned forward, clamping her own teeth over his shoulder. He groaned and squeezed her even harder. The tip of his cock slid across her silky wetness. Some feeling rose up in Zara. She wanted him inside her more than she wanted her next breath. He belonged inside her. She knew it.
“So, sometime soon I’ll romance you, Zara. But right now,” he said as he tangled his hands in her hair and yanked her head back to look up at him. “Right now I just have to fuck you.”
And with one arm banded around her hips, he thrust himself up at the same moment that he pressed her down. His cock shoved into her in one swift, intense stroke. Zara cried out and threw her head back. The feel of him. The invasion. It was so new. So pleasurable. So painful. But the pain tightened her nipples, had her gasping. It had her going. Something about the mixture of pain and pleasure had Zara moaning and wet. Crying out his name so loud she was sure they could hear her back at the camp. She didn’t care.
A single word exploded across her mind like lightning. Mate. She looked down at Solar in amazement. His face, so familiar, was bent into the picture of tense lust. The scar over his cheek and eyebrow was silver in the light. He was there, so powerful. The only man that had ever threatened Dalyer. His life’s work was destroying Dalyer. And there he lay, under her, wanting her. Needing her.
She had spent her whole life in fear of what it would mean to have a mate. Fearing the emotional prison of being tied to someone that way. But suddenly she realized how different this was than being a wife to Dalyer. Being a mate meant this closeness. This feeling. The explosion he’d given her with his mouth. It meant that he rescued her from the palace and slept on a thin mat outside of her hut. A hut he’d built for her.
It meant that his body was hers to touch and lick and bite. And she suddenly wanted that. So badly. Zara lifted herself up just slightly and grabbed Solar’s arm from around her waist at the same moment. She lifted his arm to her mouth, first kissing across his fingers and palm and then down his wrist. Then the skin of his forearm was between her teeth and she was biting on him at the same second she slammed back down, taking him all the way inside.
Both of them groaned at the sensations and Solar gripped Zara around the waist with his free hand, flipping them over. Zara’s back slammed against the cot and her legs gripped him around his waist. Her teeth transferred to the skin of his shoulder and his clamped onto the cleft of her neck. The two of them viced together. Solar’s feet gripped for purchase on the wooden floor of the hut and the sweat of their bodies made them slick. They slipped against one another but held fast with their hands and mouths as they bit down and soothed the bites with their tongues.
Zara’s fingers dug into Solar’s back as he set a punishing rhythm. It was as fast as her heartbeat and Zara felt him everywhere. He was everything. His scent filled her head, she could only see his eyes, his familiar face. His quick breath accented with the groan of his pleasure was fast in her ear. In that moment, Zara felt that she’d never lived before this. Never felt before this. Her entire life was Solar and the feelings that his rough, demanding hands were pulling from her.
Again, Zara exploded around him and this time she felt her channel pulsing and pulling at him. Solar’s eyes slammed shut against the sensation and he groaned into her neck.
“That’s right, Zara. Come for me,” he panted. “Show me how I make you feel.”
His words and the swivel of his hips had her coming more and more, her body rising impossibly higher. Her world shrunk down to the head of a pin as she threw her head back. Her entire life froze and set on fire. She knew she was screaming but her body could only feel.
“Mine,” she screamed. “Mate. Mate.”
Solar grabbed a handful of her hair and tipped her head to face him dead on. “Yes,” he growled. “Mate.” And then he pushed into her a final time, so deep that even her heart felt him. His face pulled tight with pleasure and his body tensed, pouring into her.