Shadowed(136)

“I wish it would but no…” He looked regretful. “I can’t lie to you, Nina. I can make love to you, but I can’t bond you to me. I wish to the Goddess I could.”

“All right.” Nina took a deep breath. “At least we know where we stand. We—ah! ” The aching emptiness stabbed at her again, attacking from the inside out as the bonding fruit she had ingested demanded she pay the price.

“Nina?” Reddix was looking at her anxiously. “Are you all right?”

“No.” Her whole body was trembling, and her nipples were so tight they hurt. Her pussy was dripping with her juices, begging to be filled. “No,” she said again. “I…if we’re going to do this, we need to just…just do it.”

“All right.” He cupped her cheek and pulled her down.

“What are you doing?” Nina asked, ducking away just before his mouth met hers.

“Kissing you.”

“I don’t want to kiss.” Nina looked away. “That’s not what I need, and it’s too…too personal.”

“I see. No foreplay, no sweet talk.” His voice was flat. “You just want to get it over? Is that it?”

“Yes. That’s about it,” she said tightly.

“Fine.”

Reaching between them with quick, angry motions he unfastened his black flight trousers, letting the long, hard shaft of his cock loose between them.

At the sight of him, Nina had another spasm of emptiness. God, he was so long and hard and thick, and she needed him—her entire body was insisting that she had to have him inside her now. But no matter how her body demanded it, she wasn’t ready quite yet.

“Come here.” Reddix was already opening her robe and pulling her into his lap. But again, Nina resisted.

“No,” she said. “I don’t want it like this. Not face to face.”

“Too personal again?” he growled.

“Exactly.” She bit her lip and looked away. “Way too personal.”

“Fine.” He threw up his hands and sat back, his broad shoulders against the headboard. “Show me then. How do you want it? How can I service you, sweetheart?”

Nina could tell that the sarcasm in his deep voice was just there to cover the pain. She was sorry she was hurting him, but she was hurting too—not just the physical ache from the bonding fruit demanding she find satisfaction. No, she also had the emotional anguish of knowing this was the one and only time she would ever get to be with the man she loved. She knew she ought to savor this moment—to make the most of it. But it hurt too much. She just wanted to get it over with.

“Like this,” she said, moving to the middle of the bed. She shed her robe and got on her hands and knees. Her pussy throbbed again, begging to be filled. Nina bit her lip and forced herself to go slowly, to take her time. Taking a deep breath, she spread her thighs, opening herself to him—offering herself for the one and only time.

Behind her she heard Reddix draw in a ragged breath.

“Gods, Nina, you’re so beautiful,” he said hoarsely. “So fucking gorgeous when you open yourself for me.”

“Take me,” Nina whispered, bowing her head. “Please, Reddix—do it now. I…I need you to.” As she spoke she had another sharp stab of need and a low moan broke from her lips. “Please,” she gasped. “I can’t…can’t stand it much longer.”

“It’s all right.” Reddix got into position behind her, caressing her bare back and hips in long, slow strokes. “Everything is going to be all right.”

Nina opened her mouth to say that nothing would ever be all right again, and then she felt the broad head of his cock sliding slowly over her slippery, open folds. He bumped gently over her clit, making her bite back a gasp, and then he was exactly where she needed him, lodged just in her entrance.

“God,” she moaned softly as she felt him nudge gently into her until the thick head was all the way inside her pussy.

“Easy, sweetheart. You’re tight, and I’m not exactly small. Let’s just take it easy.” He was taking things slowly, making sure not to hurt her, but that wasn’t what she wanted right now. Wasn’t what she needed.

“Please,” she moaned. “Please, Reddix—need you in me now. Need you in me hard.”

“I don’t want to hurt you,” he objected, nudging a little deeper.

Nina was beginning to feel almost wild. “I don’t care about that,” she gasped. “I just need you in me. All of you.”

Bracing on her hands and knees, she pressed back, arching her pelvis to give him easier access as she impaled herself on his thick shaft. Try as she might, though, she couldn’t get him all the way in her, couldn’t feel the thick head of his cock nudging the end of her channel where she so desperately needed him to be. She gave a little cry of frustration and tried again, only to feel herself stopped when his big hands clamped down on her hips.