Therian Prize(53)

Unwilling to abandon the intimacy of their kiss, he eased his body back and unzipped her jeans. She toed off her shoes and wiggled as he pulled her pants down. Then she lowered his zipper so he could shed his pants. There was no way to lose their shirts without separating so they broke apart, jerked off the rest of their clothing and then came back together, skin-to-skin.

His appreciative sigh echoed hers as their mouths fused again. He bent and lifted her against his chest. She wrapped her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck as they kissed and kissed. Waves of pleasure and hunger crashed over him, making his legs unsteady. Not wanting to end up on the floor, he stumbled to the bed and sat.

His tiger tossed his head and yowled, the sound echoing in Jake’s mind. He knew every sound his tiger made, or he thought he knew. This had been unfamiliar, filled with demand and need.

She folded her legs and straddled his lap, her hands resting on his shoulders. “In me. Please.” She whispered the plea against his lips and Jake was lost.

He guided his cock to her entrance then stilled, knowing he wouldn’t last long once he was inside her. He’d waited too long and wanted her too badly. Her wet folds parted and then surrounded him as her body slowly welcomed his.

Hot. Tight. Perfect. Her pussy gradually swallowed his entire length.

When their bodies were flush he kissed her again. She started to move but he grasped her hips and held her still. “Not yet. Just feel me.”

She moved her knees farther apart, taking him even deeper. “You’re a little hard to miss.”

He chuckled and his cock twitched, making them both gasp. “I’ve been hard off and on since we found you.”

“We’ll have to do something about that. Won’t we?” His hands still held her hips so she squeezed him with her inner muscles.

It felt so damn good he growled and helplessly bucked up into her. “I want this to last.” He gasped but kept right on thrusting. Her snug passage gripped him firmly, yet she was so wet he slid easily.

“We’ll make it last next time.” She sounded every bit as desperate as he felt.

Holding back was impossible. He had to have her now.

With a defeated curse he rotated, laying her back across the bed. His knees found the edge of the mattress and his fingers intertwined with hers. He drew her hands above her head and held them there as he locked his elbows. His hips rocked against her, filling her with long, deep thrusts.

She drew her legs up against his sides and arched into each downward stroke. Her eyelids started to droop but he squeezed her hands. “Look at me.” Their gazes locked and awareness flowed, hot and electric, intensifying the joining of their bodies.

His tiger tossed restlessly, threatening to break free. More, he demanded.

Jake moved faster as he bent his elbows so his chest rubbed against her breasts. She took his entire length with each lunge and still it wasn’t enough. Then understanding unfurled within him. His tiger wasn’t urging him toward the end. He wanted to feel her emotions, test the sincerity of her surrender. Jake hesitated. Did she still want a mind link? That’s what she’d wanted in the hot tub but a lot had happened since then.

His tiger blasted him with lust and hunger until Jake released her hands. He framed her face with his fingers and sank into her velvety gaze. “Open for me, angel. Let’s make this real.” Her eyes widened as he pushed into her mind. She resisted for an instant then gradually opened.

“Yes,” she whispered, the word filled with excitement, uncertainty and hope.

Determined not to hurt her, he pinned her lower body to the bed with his hips, no longer moving. He had to concentrate, and focus was impossible while his body struggled for release. Her arms were still raised above her head even though he wasn’t holding them there. He rocked back onto his knees and lifted his body without pulling out. He held himself up with one hand and touched her with the other, his gaze still locked with hers.

She lay beneath him perfectly still, surrendered yet cautious.

He stroked her breasts, teasing her nipples until she grew restless. Her emotions shimmered in the distance, visible though not yet accessible. He bent and drew deeply on one rosy tip and then the other. She arched and pleasure trickled across their link.

More. Give me more. He sucked harder, ensuring that she understood what he wanted. Sensations so sharp they neared pain flowed into his mind. He did it again and again, letting her nipple scrape against his teeth. She twisted beneath him, clearly shocked to find pleasure so close to pain.

“Harder.” Uncertainty rippled through the word but Jake understood. She was confused by the new sensory pathway yet she was eager to explore. He caught her nipple between his teeth and applied pressure until pleasure spiked across their link. She cried out and her pussy tightened around his cock. “Wow.” She panted. “That almost made me come.”