The Mating(24)

“You like that, don’t you?” he murmured as he guided her under the shower spray with him. Finding the soap, he began to wash her.

As the water pelted down, the fog that had been descending on her brain cleared. “I can do that.” She reached for the bar, but he brushed her hands aside.

“Shh... You’re my mate. It’s my job to take care of you.” Slowly he moved his hands over her, sliding across her shoulders and down her back, around to her waist then up to her breasts. He swirled soap over the soft mounds and Elise let her eyes drift shut as the pleasantly fuzzy feeling returned. The rhythmic movement both relaxed and excited her. Soon he abandoned her breasts and knelt before her, washing her stomach, legs, and buttocks. He nuzzled the juncture of her thighs, and her legs trembled as she recalled the amazing sensations Kane had managed to create within her.

All too soon, Kane stood up, leaving Elise feeling restless and achy. His body brushed sensuously against hers. “Time to trade jobs,” he murmured, pressing the soap into her hands. Gulping, Elise took the bar from him. When she hesitated, he took her hands in his, moving them about on the soap to create a lather, then guiding her palms to his chest. Tentatively, she rubbed soap across his body and a low rumble emanated from his throat. Licking her lips, she continued to wash him, noting how his male nipples pebbled as her hands passed over them. Stealing a glance up at his face, she saw that his eyes were closed and his jaw was clenched. A small smile appeared on her mouth as she realized the power she had over him.

She became absorbed in her task. Never having explored a male’s body before, she found the activity fascinating. His muscles quivered in response to her touch, shifting under her palms. Circling around him, she washed his back before boldly moving lower, smoothing soap over his hips and buttocks, then down his legs. Her heartbeat quickened when she moved in front of him again, working her way up his legs, then skirting around his manhood, which was becoming more erect right before her eyes. Finally, feeling incredibly brave, she washed his stomach and slid her hands down the dark arrow of hair. The edge of her hand brushed against his shaft and she was surprised at how hot and silky the skin was. Gently, she ran a finger down his length and gave a brief chuckle as the organ jumped in response. A groan sounded above her. Daringly, she slipped her hand around him and explored his length and shape, all the while marvelling that something of this size could actually fit inside her. The sack at its base caught her attention and she cupped him, testing the weight and texture, before returning to his erection.

Suddenly, Kane gripped her shoulders, pulling her upwards. Crushing her against his chest, he pressed a hot kiss to her mouth. “You’re a little minx, Elise. Do you know what it does to me, when you touch me like that?”

She shook her head.

He ran his lips across her jaw, and then raked his teeth down her throat before murmuring against her skin. “It drives me wild. It makes me want to bury myself deep inside you.”

His words caused an unexpected thrill to run through her and she felt a heavy heat pooling between her legs. Memories of their night together flooded her brain—after the initial discomfort, it had all felt so good; the way he’d slid in and out of her, the pleasure growing before washing over her; her body moving uncontrollably... Could it happen again? Suddenly she knew that she wanted—no needed—to feel that way one more time. Reaching up, she ran her hands over his shoulders and down his back, pulling him closer to her, rubbing her body suggestively against his.

Kane growled in response. “Do you want me, mate?”

She looked up at him and nipped at his chin, then rained open mouthed kisses over his collarbone and chest. “Yes,” she breathed, licking at his nipples and moving against him once more, trying to ease the ache that was growing within.

“Good.” His voice was smug, self-satisfied, but she was beyond caring. She almost cried with relief when he picked her up, stepped out of the shower and set her down on the vanity. Pulling her legs apart, Kane stepped between her thighs and fingered her intimately, purring when he found her moist and ready. Quickly positioning himself, he pushed into her and Elise cried out, the feeling of being filled by him almost sending her over the edge.

As he rocked within her, she pressed her lips tightly together, trying to mute the sounds of pleasure building within her, but it was too much. She found herself panting and moaning out loud as his movements once more transported her to a magical place filled with the most exquisite of sensations.

Her soft cries seemed to spur Kane on and he gripped her hips even more tightly, increasing the pace of his thrusting. Elise held onto his biceps to keep herself steady and vaguely noted the hard planes of his face, his eyes closed in intense concentration. The feelings building inside her were driving her crazy and she felt she would never get enough. She dug her fingers into his arms. Her muscles tightened. She was sure she’d explode any minute. Unable to contain herself any longer, she threw back her head. A scream ripped from her throat and then everything blurred.