Nikhil(57)

She couldn't hold back her moan as Nikhil renewed his attack on her clit and began twisting his thick fingers inside her. God, it felt so good! No wonder people talked about sex so much. When he added a third finger, a tension began to build in her body that she had never experienced before. It grew stronger and stronger until every muscle in her body had tightened, and she found she couldn't breathe.

"Nikhil!" she cried out, and after feeling a slight pinch, her first orgasm rolled through her.

Nikhil knew her orgasm was nearly on her. He could feel it in the way her channel tightened around his fingers, the way her hips struggled against his hold, and how short her breath had become. When he felt it all converge, he broke through her barrier and prayed to the Goddess that he hadn't hurt her more than necessary.

Lifting his head from a place he never wanted to leave, he found her head had fallen back to rest on the bed, her arms having relaxed. Her entire body seemed to glow, making him want to soak it up. Her chest was still heaving, tempting him to capture one of the taut nipples, and the faintest of smiles turned up the corner of her mouth making him want to kiss them. As his gaze traveled over her, he found himself sinking into the bottomless depths of her satisfied, brown eyes.

"Nikhil...” She couldn't stop herself from reaching down to touch his cheek.

"You need to give me a moment to regain my control, my Mackenzie," he told her, the muscle in his jaw clenching beneath her hand.

"No, I don't. What I need is for you to kiss me. I need you to kiss me, Nikhil."

"Then I will." Using his upper body strength, he pushed himself up then slid his hands under her covering, pulling it up as he moved up her body, torturing himself by letting his bare chest graze hers. "For I will always give you what you need, my Mackenzie. You are all that matters to me now."

Mac felt something shift deep inside her. Suddenly, she knew she was where she was always supposed to be, with who she was always supposed to be with. It no longer mattered what had to occur to get her here. It no longer mattered that there was still so much she and Nikhil needed to learn about and tell each other. Was this what Nikhil had felt when he saw his True Mate bead on her? She found her thoughts scrambling as instead of attacking her lips as she expected, Nikhil treated her as if she were something to be relished.

Nikhil nipped and sucked his way along his Mackenzie's full, bottom lip. He hadn't done this the last time they'd kissed. He'd been too overwhelmed with discovering his True Mate and let blind need guide his actions. He'd lost control. She had given him something she had never given another male, and he was going to make sure she knew he would always cherish it. Cherish her. When he reached a delicate corner, he gave her upper lip the same attention, capturing the sweet gasp that escaped her mouth with his own.

Goddess, she was sweet and addictive, and he wanted more, more than just her lips. "You are so sweet, my Mackenzie," he murmured against her lips.

"I don't want to be sweet. I want to be yours. Kiss me, Nikhil. Really kiss me." His gentle kisses were driving her crazy. He had just given her her first orgasm, but she still burned, still wanted more, more of him, and he was treating her as if she were some fragile, delicate female.

Nikhil found himself growling, his control slipping with her words. Closing the minuscule distance between their lips, he crushed hers beneath his, his tongue plunging into her mouth.

Mac wrapped her arms around his neck, her fingers spearing through his braids as if he were the last solid thing in her world, and maybe he was.

Nikhil broke off the kiss, pulling back only far enough to glare down at her. "I told you not to touch me."

"I don't take orders very well," she whispered, "and I'd like to see you hold off from touching me as long as I did you."

"Mackenzie... I did it for your protection. You challenge my control."

"I don't fear your loss of control, Nikhil, because I know here," she touched her chest where her heart rested, "that you would never harm me. Your size has never scared me, Nikhil. Only the thought of you holding back, of you not trusting me, does."

"Mackenzie... you are so small... have been through so much."

"I am... and I have been... but both of those things will change. Hopefully."

"What do you mean?"

"Hopefully, I will return to my normal size... I'm not sure you will like it... but...”

"I will 'like' you no matter what size you are! Do you think your size matters to me?"

"But you think yours does to me?" she fired back. "You think because you are so much larger than me that I will fear you."

"Others have," he told her quietly.