Therian Promise(37)

She’d felt his presence in her mind as soon as they kissed, but his words still surprised her. Can you hear my thoughts too?

Yes, but don’t let it distract you. Concentrate on what my mouth is doing.

His tongue slid in and out a few times then he caught her clit between his lips and drew lightly on the swollen nub. Sensations spiraled through Ava’s pussy and streamed down the inside of her thighs. She felt weightless and dizzy as tension gathered low in her belly.

He grasped her bottom and ground her sex against his mouth as his tongue swirled and thrust. His upper lip rubbed her clit and distinct spasms pulsed deep inside her. Reaching back, she steadied herself against his thighs and she cried softly as she rode out the orgasm.

Her limbs grew heavy and her eyelids drooped as he withdrew more energy. She’d offered herself willingly, had basically known what to expect, but it still felt odd to know he was drawing sustenance directly from her body.

While she was still stunned and shaky, he crawled out from under her and turned around. He urged her forward, bringing her hands to the top of the headboard as he pressed against her back. “Are you still doing okay?”

She nodded, but she wanted to see his face, needed to know her surrender was strengthening him.

He positioned himself between her thighs then grabbed her hips as he drove home in one fast thrust. She gasped, clutching the headboard as the sudden fullness took her breath away. There was no pain, but he definitely stretched her tighter than any of her other lovers.

A deep growl intruded on her thought. Then he pulled nearly out. “I’m your lover now. That’s all that matters.” He accented the statement with a possessive thrust and they moaned in unison.

He stayed deep inside her and ran his hands over her body. She rested her head against his shoulder and relaxed beneath his touch. His fingers skimmed over her skin, never lingering in one place for long. When her skin tingled and her core tensed with need, he placed his hands on her hips and he took her with long, smooth strokes.

She grasped the headboard, pushing back against him and raising her ass. He filled her mind as he filled her body, creating a connection far more intimate than any she’d experienced before. The past faded, overpowered by Kyle’s savage tenderness. He caressed her breasts, teasing the nipples as his cock slid in and out.

“Kiss me.”

Happy to obey, she turned her head and tilted her face. His mouth sealed over hers, his tongue thrusting deep as soon as her lips parted. Her cream mixed with his unique taste, the combination both new and evocative.

His fingers plucked her nipples then moved down and teased her clit. Sensations followed in the wake of his nimble fingers. Her breasts felt heavy and her pussy clenched, her orgasm hovering just out of reach.

Suddenly, he rotated to the side and pushed her head down as he thrust fast and hard between her thighs. He collared her neck, keeping her head low as his hips furiously pumped. Desire blazed into her mind, consuming everything but the need for fulfillment. His cock stabbed into her, driving deeper than ever before. She clutched the covers and pushed up into his frantic thrusts, exhilarated by his frenzy.

He cried out sharply and shuddered against her as he released his seed deep inside her. The hot splash of his release sent her over the edge one last time. She felt the inescapable draw as he extracted energy. The persistent suction kept her climax pulsing until she was breathless and weak.

“Thank you,” he whispered as he gently separated their bodies. He collapsed onto his side then rolled to his back, sprawling across the bed.

She stared at him, too shocked to move. “Are you okay? I thought this would heal you.”

“Need. Sleep.” His eyelids drooped and his breathing became deep and regular.

He was breathing, so his heart was beating, but she still felt like there should be something more she could do. He looked pale and exhausted yet peaceful. “Feel better.” As she eased her feet toward the edge of the bed, he caught her wrist and pulled her toward him.

“Stay.” He didn’t open his eyes, but his fingers remained firm against her wrist.

Warmth and tenderness welled within her as she settled against his side. He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her even closer.

Her debt was paid. She’d kept her promise, so why did she still feel drawn to him?

Were they “in sync” like Enya said? And what exactly did it mean if they were? Sex with Kyle had been amazing, but what did that prove?

It had been less than a week since she’d seen her sister, and Carissa had managed to adjust to Therian expectations. Carissa’s devotion to Quinn had been obvious in Ava’s vision. Was it possible that she had stumbled on to a similar attraction, or was Kyle simply the first Therian male she’d met?