Entwined Realms Volume One(85)
His hands wrapped around her hips, not to stop the little movements she made, but to encourage her to bring them closer, let him feel every delicious torment her body delivered to his. She obliged, and that sweet warmth between her thighs settled over his cock. At the desired sensation his hips shot forward in instinctive reaction. Without the fabric of her panties, he would have been inside her.
This unseated her, and she fell forward, her momentum startling him enough that he fell backward on the bed while she landed atop of him.
Her head picked up, embarrassment clear in the lines of her open mouth and wide eyes. But after a few moments she started laughing.
No sound was more dear to him, save her moans and cries when she came. “What is so funny, Meyja?”
Still chuckling, she ducked her head, discomfiture still evident. “We’re both virgins. This situation might be hopeless.”
He rolled her over so she was now on her back while he loomed above her. He nuzzled her behind her ear, making small moans erupt from her throat. “I may not have done anything yet, but I have imagined you naked and beneath me too many times to count.” He leaned up and took off the shirt that hid her from his view, her bare breasts now visible to him. Her shocked gasp ended on a low moan, and her lower body started moving again.
With one finger he circled her tight nipple, the skin there pebbled and rougher than other areas of her body. But would she taste the same here, at this little pink area? His tongue laved over her, dampening the peak and tightening it further.
His teeth scraped over the nipple and he was rewarded with a low wail. He rolled it in his mouth, loving her taste here as everywhere else.
The only place she tasted better was between her legs.
One hand wandered over the gentle slope of her belly to delve into those little curls. She was panting, her legs coming apart to give him complete access. “Believe me when I say this, little human – I might not be perfect this night, but I won’t stop until I have you coming apart in my arms.”
She was wet and warm and perfect, as she had been earlier. “Terak, take off our clothing. I need skin.”
Never would he deny her anything. Her undergarments were pulled from her body, followed by his pants, pulled with such haste he heard a rip as they came off him.
What did it matter? It didn’t, not when she lay bare before him. “Spread your legs, Meyja. Spread your legs and let me feast.”
Meyja. There was something so intimate, so sensual about the word. It rolled off Terak’s tongue in a deep rumble, and her body went hot at the sound of it.
She had been half-serious in her conversation before about their experience, but the heat and conviction radiating from Terak indicated there was nothing to worry about.
His body was stunning, almost seven feet of thick, hard male, all hers for the taking.
She ran her tongue over her bottom lip. He seemed to like that, if the bobbing of his already hard cock was any indication. Gods, he was huge, as big as her imagination supplied that long-ago day.
It might take a little getting used to, but she was sure she was up for the task.
He climbed onto the bed, lowering himself between her legs. “There will not be any more interruptions from your family, will there?”
Poor Terak. What he suffered for her. “No. Michael has no desire to come anywhere near this place for quite a while.”
He ran his fingernails up and down her thighs, raising goosebumps in his path. “Good. Because I do not think I could stop myself from killing the next person who interrupts me, a member of your Clan or no.”
“I won’t stop you. If I had a gun, I’d shoot him myself.”
His fingers kept up their lazy glide until he grabbed her between her thighs and spread her legs, using his shoulders to hold them apart as he settled between them. “I am glad we are in agreement. Now, I wish to put my mouth to other uses.”
Her hand shot down to push back on his head. “But you’ve already done that. Don’t you want me to return the favor and do things to you?”
Not moving from where he rested, Terak grabbed her hand and gave each finger a kiss, nipping the littlest finger when he reached it. It was a quick pain, sharp but quickly forgotten. “I wish that very much, but not tonight. Tonight I want to gorge myself on you to convince myself this is not another dream.”
“Well, how can I refuse?”
His mouth gave a quick curl into one of his almost smiles, but this one was different than others, the sensual cast reserved for this intimacy. “You are most generous. I thank you.”
Those stormy grey eyes locked onto hers as his head lowered, his heated breath covering the damp flesh between her legs. His tongue peeked out, broad and flat and oh-so-talented. Oh yes, she would never forget how talented he was.