Chapter Seven #2
His gaze burned over every inch of her skin like a physical caress, and she writhed a little under his intense scrutiny. She took the opportunity to do her own perusal and almost swallowed her own tongue when she got her first good look at his magnificent body.
Zander truly was the epitome of physical perfection.
There was no hair on his lower body, allowing her to see every inch of his glowing bronze skin.
His thick, corded muscles flexed and rippled with every movement he made.
Reaching out, she touched the hard ridges that divided his abs, then traced her fingers down the sharp contours near his hips that made an intriguing V cut.
He was her wildest fantasy come to life.
She swallowed hard as her gaze moved down to the cock jutting out from between his thighs and couldn’t help but feel a twinge of apprehension.
The hard shaft seemed impossibly large, lined with veins that pulsed and throbbed beneath the thin layer of skin.
A pearly drop of liquid leaked from the tip of the bulbous head, making her wonder how he tasted.
On impulse, she reached out and gathered the drop of liquid onto her finger. His thick shaft jerked against her hand as if straining for more attention. Lifting her finger to her lips, she sucked it clean. The taste of him was sweet and salty, like her favorite salted caramel ice cream.
She could never get enough of the sweet treat.
Obviously reading her thoughts, Zander growled low in warning. “You are tempting me, mate.”
“Good.” She blew out an audible breath. “But Zander, are you sure—”
“Do not worry, mate. I will fit,” he said, responding to her unspoken concern. “I was made for you, as you were made for me.”
She realized he was right. Still, it was difficult not to feel a little nervous about their size difference. Even so, she was no coward. She wanted him, and she was done prevaricating.
Pushing up to a sitting position, she grabbed the back of his neck and pulled his head down for another kiss.
She jolted in surprise when he moved a hand between her thighs and she felt his fingers caressing her slick folds.
Her legs automatically parted more, giving him better access to her intimate center.
She wanted him to touch her, to have him help ease the growing ache that was throbbing within her.
A loud moan tore from her lips when he pushed one thick finger inside her tight, hot hole.
The pleasure that careened through her was almost enough to make her come.
It wouldn’t take much more to push her over the edge, but he left her hanging as he pulled his finger out of her, leaving her feeling empty and frustrated.
Without warning, he shoved her onto her back and spread her thighs wide enough to fit his big body between.
She let out a strangled scream as he pressed his mouth against her pussy, lapping at the juices spilling from her tight hole.
He stroked his tongue into her pussy over and over again, and when he shoved his finger back into her tight hole and sucked on her clit, her entire body shook as she came.
Her back arched off the springy moss as he continued to thrust his finger into her, adding a second digit to stretch her open for him. She waited for the waves of ecstasy coursing through her to ease, but the way he repeatedly flicked his tongue over her clit kept her tense and on edge.
He brought her to two more shattering climaxes, licking and sucking every drop of her release as if he couldn’t get enough of her. Her clit felt overly sensitive, but it still wasn’t enough. She whimpered when he pulled back, leaving her on the brink of another hard climax.
“Don’t worry, beloved. I will give you what you need.”
“Now, Zander. I need you now. Come to me.”
She held her arms out in welcome, and he immediately rose up out of the water and covered her body with his. She loved feeling his weight on her, and she wrapped her legs around him to pull him closer.
Their lips parted, meeting in a scorching, open-mouth kiss.
When his cock lodged at the entrance of her pussy, Kami raised her hips, taking him inside of her.
The feeling of being filled by him was amazing.
Even the slight burn of his entry didn’t diminish the pleasure she felt.
It was so much more than she had dreamed of.
Not just because of the physical connection, but the intimacy it created between them.
The muscles in his back were tense beneath her stroking hands.
She knew he was trying to remain still to give her time to acclimate to being filled by him, but she didn’t want to wait.
Relaxing her inner muscles, she felt his shaft slide a little deeper.
He hissed out a warning, but she just ignored him.
Raising her hips, she took more of his thick shaft inside of her.
“More,” she demanded through their bond. “Stop holding back, mate.”
Giving her what she asked for, he began moving, thrusting inside of her in a slow, sensual rhythm. Instinctually, she tightened her muscles around his shaft each time he pulled out, then relaxed again to welcome him back in.
His thick cock rubbed against the sensitive nerve endings inside her pussy, increasing her pleasure with each thrust. Her body tightened with tension as the pressure inside of her continued to grow and expand.
Lost in a sea of sensation, she felt completely overwhelmed with emotions, but it felt freeing to just let go.
She kissed him fervently, sharing all the joy and pleasure she felt with him through their bond. Feeling his own pleasure in return was a blessing. It enhanced her own, creating an endless cycle of passion that bound them closer together.
He began moving faster, fucking into her with a punishing rhythm that made her moan in ecstasy. Breaking the kiss, her lips moved back down to his throat. This time, it was a compulsion she couldn’t deny. She didn’t hold back, biting down hard on the base of his throat until she drew blood.
The coppery taste should have appalled her. Instead, it infused her with a boost of power that left feeling euphoric. She licked and sucked at his sensitive skin to soothe the ache of her bite, then threw her head back and let out a wild cry as she came.
He let out a growl of satisfaction before he bit her directly on the mating mark he had left on her neck.
She was surprised when she felt his teeth easily pierce her skin, then realized it was no normal bite.
He had used his magic to create fangs, giving her the vampire fantasy that had flickered through her head earlier.
The cheeky bastard.
His bite threw her into another shattering climax before the last had even faded. Black spots danced across her vision as she came, and her body felt like it had shattered into a million tiny pieces.
This time, her release triggered his own. He thrust once, twice more, then shoved deep until he was seated to the hilt inside of her. Letting out a wild roar, he came, filling her with pulse after pulse of his hot seed.
As his pleasure merged with her own, the intensity of their combined ecstasy stole her breath.
They were truly bonded now, bodies, hearts, and magic.
Together, they were the balance he fought so hard to maintain.
Shadow to light, her frost to his fire. Nothing would ever break the soul-binding connection they had formed.
They were more than a fated pair.
They were a fusion of two lost souls who had finally been found.