Forever My Love(52)
he brushed through the triangle between her legs, the dark, fine curls tangling around his fingers. He gave the curling strands a light tug, not enough to hurt, only enough to cause a shocking ripple of awareness to course through her body. Her eyes opened wide as she met his, as he slid a thigh between her knees, his hair-roughened limb abrading hers pleasantly.
Mira was paralyzed with a bewildering mixture of dread, desire, and escalating anticipation. Keeping his eyes on her face, Alec ventured lower, his fingers seeking and finding a minute conglomeration of nerves. Softly he touched and stroked her. Her eyes closed, her lips parted, and he felt a rush of fierce satisfaction as he saw the fine mist of perspiration that shone on her skin.
Shivering, she heard her own incoherent whispers sift through the darkness, her voice breaking as she pleaded for him to ease her torment. She was burning with a hunger that would never cease, and yet his sensitive fingertips offered no release from the tumult he had caused.
"Don't struggle for it," Alec said huskily, kneading the tender nerves between her thighs, his mouth burning against her throat. "Don't struggle… let me take you there, let me do it…" His index finger flickered against the opening of her body, and then glided gently inside her. He was stunned at how tightly her virgin flesh grasped that questing touch… even in the midst of his passion, he could not help smiling into the curve of her neck, his heart skipping a beat from a stab of pure tenderness. Startled by the intimate intrusion, Mira gasped and tried to twist away.
"Oh… oh stop, Alec."
"I can't stop now," he said hoarsely. "You're almost there… almost…" Delibertely he caressed her damp, silken warmth, probing inside of her with: his finger and urging the palm of his hand against her soft flesh. Suddenly Mira cried out, convulsed by an oner storm, a raging delight that crashed over her in a great wave. Her thighs tightened around his hand, her breath was trapped in her lungs as ecstasy overtook her in a violent deluge. "Yes, that's it…" he crooned, his fingers coaxing another shiver of response from her helpless body, and he whispered softly in her ear. He held her while the fire inside her diminished to quiet embers, and after a long while Mira discovered that she was partially draped over him, her head resting on his shoulder, her body pressed against the sanctuary and shelter of his.
"I can't believe you did that," she whispered, rub-bing her cheek against his shoulder.
I told you I'd make you happy," he murmured, Hiding his hands in the long, glossy skeins of her hair. "That was just the beginning."
"I want to make you happy," she said, playing shyly with the fur on his chest and inching upward to kiss the base of his throat.
'I intend to be." He rolled over with her in a lithe movement, pressing her onto her back. A bright gleam of gold caught Mira's eye as a medallion on a heavy chain hung from Alec's neck. The coin-shaped object fell to the pillow and slid downward to the mattress as
Alec's head bent over her. She remembered having seen the medallion around his neck before, and began to ask him about it, when her attention was abruptly diverted. His fingertips were skimming over her body, stirring up new fires, awakening her response once more with sensual artistry. "You're very small," he said, his mouth so close to her that she could feel the whispery touch of his words against her lips. "It's going to hurt… hell, I don't want to hurt you."
"I don't care," she said throatily. "I don't care at all
.1 like everything you do… everything …"
He teethed the peaks of her breasts lightly, then lavished them with feathery strokes of his lips and tongue, and Mira's nails dug into the mattress."You don't have to be so still," Alec murmured, nuzzling the hollow of her throat. "You can touch me."
"Where should I… ?"
"Anywhere you want to. I like everything you do."
Carefully she slid her small hands around his back, from his deeply muscled shoulders to his lean waist. His skin was silken to the touch, stretched tautly over hard muscles. "So strong," she said, nearly awed by the power of his body. "You're so handsome…"
"I'd hoped you would think so," he replied with a heart-stopping smile. "It makes your seduction that much easier."
"My seduction? I thought / was seducing you." Cu-riously her fingers wandered down the firmly indented line in his back, dipping into the slight hollows of his spine.
"You are." Alec shivered and drew a quick, disturbed breath. Encouraged, Mira continued to explore the broad surface of his back, and her oval fingernails scraped delicately across his skin, just under his shoulder blades. "Yes," he said with a betraying tremor in his voice, "if you keep that up, I just might let you have your way with me."