Before she could respond, he thrust into her with such force the tip of his erection touched her womb. Their new position caused his cock to fill her as never before. He could feel her walls stretch to accommodate him. Her contractions, coupled with the throbbing of his cock, felt magnificent. Viktor never wanted to leave the heaven that was his Katarina.
Completely seated within his mate, Viktor stopped all motion and watched as Katarina dropped her head forward in the most beautifully submissive pose he'd ever seen. Her delicate hands were clenched around the railing, her knuckles white as she strained to stay upright. Katarina squeezed tight around him, shattering his hard fought control. Leaning forward, he grabbed both her shoulders and began to thrust, hard and fast, not missing a beat of his rhythm.
Katarina's moans of ecstasy grew louder with each drive Viktor made into her wanting flesh. She pushed back, meeting him thrust for thrust. Their movements were uncoordinated and frantic. He felt her orgasm building, threatening to take them both over the edge. Removing one of his hands from her shoulders, Viktor palmed her breast and squeezed her hardened nipple between his thumb and forefinger. Katarina's orgasm overtook them both.
Leaning forward, he rested his chest against her back, inhaled their combined scent, and bathed his senses in every note of what they were together. His arm around her waist kept Katarina standing when her legs threatened to fold. Kissing up her spine, his erection began to once again harden as her womb contracted around him.
Letting his cock slide from her warmth, Viktor pulled Katarina into his arms and carried her to the bed. Following her down to the mattress, he was shocked as his mate pulled him to her, slammed her mouth to his, and immediately demanded entrance. He could feel her need to claim him just as he'd claimed her driving her actions. As Katarina deepened their kiss, she moved her body over his, her thighs falling on either side of his, the wetness from their earlier lovemaking still warm on her curls.
Ending their kiss, Katarina sat up, giving Viktor a coy look that suggested he was going to like whatever she had in mind. Her fingertips rubbed over his shoulders and across his chest, lightly toying with his nipples and causing him to shiver just a bit. Biting her bottom lip, she paid special attention to each ridge of his six-pack and then teased the thin line of hair leading toward his pelvis. It was sensory overload at its best. Viktor wondered if he might lose his mind.
With her hands on his stomach and her eyes holding his captive, Katarina slid down Viktor's legs until his erection was right in front of her mouth. The King was sure he'd died and gone to the Elysian Fields. She licked her lips and Viktor became light-headed. Katarina captured the small bead of moisture at the tip of his cock with the end of her tongue and the ancient warrior knew beyond the shadow of all doubt that image would forever be burned into his memory. Katarina tasted him again and his eyes slid shut.
Massaging up and down his thighs, Katarina rubbed her cheek from the tip to the base of his cock. Her tongue lavished the vein that ran his length. Working her way back to the end, she dipped her tongue into the slit, teasing him until Viktor was sure his head would blow off his shoulders.
Katarina sucked as much of his length into her mouth as would fit and hollowed her cheeks. Viktor's hands flew into her hair, careful not to pull but needing something to hold on to. As she worked him in and out of her lips for a few more strokes, he grew larger and thicker, working hard not to explode in her mouth. Katarina moved him out of her mouth until just the head remained on the tip of her tongue. Looking up at him through her fringe of her deep red bangs, Viktor saw a twinkle in her eye just as she sucked his cock back into her mouth with such force the head touched the back of her throat. Slowly working him again, she hummed her satisfaction, the vibrations driving Viktor headlong into an orgasm. Just when he thought he was at the point of no return, Katarina removed his impossibly hard erection from her mouth and massaged first one if his balls and then the other with her tongue, until he was finally able to take a long, deep breath.
But his little minx was not about to let him rest. In the blink of an eye, she took his erection in her mouth once again. Placing both her hands around the base, she worked him in and out, sucking and humming until he was helpless but to release into her waiting mouth. She swallowed all he gave, continuing to work her lips up and down until he began to harden again.
It was the most wonderful torture he'd ever endured and Viktor wanted to taste the fruit of his custos animae. Putting his hands under her arms, he slid her up his body and rolled them over until he lay comfortably in the haven of her softness. One more quick move had Viktor's head between Katarina's thighs and he had her legs thrown over his shoulders. With his mouth just inches from her center, he rubbed his nose against her warm, wet curls. Her scent was magical. Viktor knew in that moment he had to taste her or lose his immortality. No longer able to stand the torture, the tip of his tongue licked up and down the glistening seam of her pussy.
He groaned deep in his throat as her taste burst upon his tongue. Needing to have his mouth all over her and his tongue buried deep inside her, Viktor placed his hands under her ass, lifted her pussy closer to his face, and began to feast. He drove his tongue into her warm, wet pussy as far as he could go, licking every inch of her contracting warmth. He curled the end of his tongue and teased the bundle of nerves he knew would set her on fire.
Katarina's hands grabbed his hair; pulling with such force, he wondered what he would look like bald. She gasped for breath and he smiled against her skin. Using the flat of his tongue, he licked her outer lips from bottom to top, teasing circles around her clit on every pass. Her legs tightened around his head. Her heels dug into his back. She moaned and mewled as he sucked her swollen nub between his lips, teasing it with his tongue until Katarina came with force, his name on her lips.
Viktor continued to drink the honey that flowed from Katarina. He nuzzled and nipped her puffy lips until her hands slid from his hair and her breathing began to slow. Carefully lifting her legs off his shoulders, he massaged her tired muscles. Looking up her body, he knew his next masterpiece would be of this moment in time. There had never been anything as lovely as the keeper of his heart lying in his bed, completely satiated from his attention, looking like the goddess that she was.
He kissed her hip, made his way to her belly button, and then nibbled his way up her stomach to the sweet spot between her breasts. Their hearts beat as one, one in body, one in mind, one in soul...forever. He kissed just the tips of her hardened nipples and chuckled as she arched her back, begging for more attention. But he would make her wait...for now.
Kissing up her neck, he paid special attention to the tiny bite marks from the night she started her transition. He would never tire of seeing his bite upon her skin. Katarina sighed and moved her head to the side, allowing him greater access. He spent extra minutes nipping and kissing until her nails dug into his biceps.
Katarina surprised him by grabbing his head and slamming her mouth to his. Viktor opened for her, letting her have her way. His mate was as strong in bed as she was everywhere else. He loved it. Her hands in his hair and her tongue working his mouth had him ready to explode again. He shifted his hips slightly, pushing into her until he could go no farther. The feel of her muscles contracting around his painfully hard cock made it impossible for him to hold still. Sliding out of her until only the tip of him rested within her opening, he commanded, "Look at me, Katarina. Look at your King as he loves you."
He thrust into her, pulling right back out. Viktor started a rhythm that Katarina easily met stroke for stroke. They stared into one another's eyes as their passion exploded. He pushed her knees toward her chest, lifting her bottom off the bed, going deeper into her warm, wet pussy. He rolled his hips, the head of his cock caressing the sensitive bundle of nerves. The walls of her vagina closed tighter around him. He slammed into her, bumping her clit with his pelvis. They both struggled to gasp their next breath.
Katarina's mouth opened in a silent scream as she reached her climax. Her beautiful grey eyes holding his with the promise of eternity, he was helpless but to follow her over the edge. Viktor knew he would follow his mate anywhere. He loved her with all that he was.