Chapter 7 #2
Oh God, I wanted that. I clutched him, rocking against his hand, not worrying about the big picture windows or the terrifying drop mere feet behind me. All I could focus on was Sylvik, and the way he was touching me.
“Please,” I sobbed, not even sure what I was begging for.
He did.
With another little growl, he slid a second finger into me…and curled them. His stroke hit a spot deep inside me I didn’t realize I had, and as he squeezed my breast, I stiffened with a gasp…
And came.
Hard.
With a little whimper, I buried my head against his chest and held on as my inner muscles spasmed around his fingers. All the while, Sylvik murmured sweet words to me, some of which I actually understood, as he brushed kisses over my face.
“Such a good girl, yes. Gods below, do you know how fucking hot you are, Brooke? Coming on my fingers like that? I love that you know what you like. I love how perfectly we fit together, dkaar. I love—”
He said some other things, none of which made sense in my muddled state.
But when I was finally able to breathe again, the chill of the night slowly crept in, and I realized I was standing on my sister’s patio with Sylvik’s fingers in my pussy…and the hard bar of his erection throbbing against my stomach.
“What…” I swallowed and tried again. “What about you?” I managed.
“Forget me.” He dropped a kiss to my lips. “I want to taste you, Brooke.” His fingers curled inside me, sending another burst of pleasure through me, causing me to gasp. “Please let me taste you?”
With that, he withdrew, allowing my panties to settle back into place, as he lifted his hand. In the light from the house windows, I could see the way his fingers glistened and wasn’t sure if I should feel embarrassed.
But I remembered the way he’d praised me, and when Sylvik drew his fingers into his mouth, closing his eyes on an erotic groan of pleasure, I knew I didn’t want to be finished with this.
I grabbed his wrist and glanced about, looking for a more private place. “Not here.”
His eyes flashed open. “I know just the place.”
Sylvik
I had never tasted anything as magnificent as Brooke. I wanted to bury my face between her thighs and worship her until she passed out from sheer pleasure overwhelm. I wanted to wrap myself around her and never let her go.
Fuck me, maybe she is my Mate.
My Kteer certainly thought so.
It was urging me to claim her, to make her mine, just as Garrak had said…
but the part of me that was still in control knew I couldn’t do that, not yet, not until I had a reasonable conversation with her about expectations and five-year-plans and joint income tax brackets, preferably utilizing a color-coded spreadsheet.
She’s moving back to California in two weeks.
The reminder should’ve been sobering, but…
But right now, Brooke had agreed to let me taste her, and I wasn’t going to miss the opportunity.
So I scooped her up, pressing her against my chest as I turned away from the cliffs.
When Abydos had this house designed, I’d been in charge of approving the landscape, and there was one spot which was my favorite part of the property.
I carried her along the half-wall until we reached a set of stone steps, which I took two at a time, careful not to jostle her.
At the bottom, I turned left at the hedge…
and came to the gazebo. It was made of oak and stone and looked like something out of medieval England, but the designer and the landscaper both had called it a gazebo, so that’s what I was going to call it.
“Wow,” she breathed as I carried her to one of the protected alcoves. There was a little niche here, a perfect little seat…
When I placed her there, she shivered and reached for me. We were out of the wind here, but I knew she ran colder than I did. Well, it was up to me to warm her.
I stepped between her legs and slid my palms up her thighs, loving how trustingly she pressed nearer.
“Now, Brooke?” I murmured. My thumbs reached her panties, and I brushed the pads of them across her wetness. “I want you.”
Gods below, I wanted her!
She’d pulled my head down to hers, but now whispered against my lips, “I want your cock, Sylvik.”
When I pulled back in surprise, she went with me. “Please? I want you inside me, not just your fingers, but…”
Since said fingers had found her clit through her underwear, she broke off with a moan, and I smiled against her mouth.
“Anything for you, dkaar,” I murmured. I wasn’t sure where the endearment had come from, but it seemed perfect for her.
When my fingers hooked around the elastic of her underwear, she whispered, “Just rip them,” against my jaw, and my Kteer went mad.
With a growl, I allowed my claws to extend just enough to rip through the silky fabric, then her hands were on me, on my belt, unbuttoning my trousers and reaching inside—
“It’s ridged?” There was awe in Brooke’s voice, and I wished we were doing this for the first time somewhere lit, somewhere more comfortable.
The next time we had sex would be on a bed, I vowed.
But then she stroked me, and I forgot everything: plans for the future, how to breathe, even my own name.
I’d never believed in an afterlife before, but I thought maybe, if I did, and if I’d been very, very good…it might feel like this.
“Brooke,” I groaned, burying my face in her hair, inhaling her perfect scent. “I lo—”
Control!
I’d only known her for two weeks! She’d given no indication that this was anything but physical for her, and in fact was considering returning to her old job. Her old boyfriend.
But here and now, I could ensure she wouldn’t be thinking of him.
When she guided my cock to her dripping entrance, I wrapped my hands around her ass. “Are you ready, sweetheart?” I murmured.
“Ready for—”
Brooke’s question broke off with a gasp as I rocked forward, sliding into her tight, wet heat. Then I was fully encased in her, and as I expected, an orgasm immediately slammed into her.
“Sylvik!” she blurted, her thighs tightening around my hips, her fingers clutching my shirt as she convulsed helplessly.
Her inner muscles squeezed my cock in the most delicious way, milking me, pulling me deeper into her. I wanted to stay like this forever, feeling her pleasure erupting around me. I wanted to fill her, to bring her pleasure over and over again, to claim her.
To ensure she never forgot me.
“Shhh, dkaar,” I whispered against her temple. “Let it go. Let it happen.” She bucked against my hips, her spasms slowing. “You did so well, sweetheart.”
Brooke’s heart was beating too fast, and the part of me that wasn’t marveling at how amazing I felt right now was impressed I was attuned well enough to her that I could feel that.
Hear that, perhaps. But after a million hours—all too soon—Brooke slowly straightened, blinking up at me in the darkness.
“Wha…?” she managed to murmur, and I grinned.
“A bit of orc evolutionary biology. My cock is designed to make you climax as soon as I enter you, to ease the way for our Mating.”
“Whoa,” she whispered, eyes wide. “Good cock.”
I had to chuckle. Then, shifting my hold on her ass, I began to move, slow strokes in and out that caused my ridges to slide over her sensitized folds, causing her to groan loudly. I wanted to make her scream my name, I wanted her to—
“Brooke? Sylvik?” I stiffened when I heard Riven’s distant call, and felt Brooke do the same. “Are you out here?”
I could feel Brooke’s sudden panic, and knew no matter how much I wanted to bring her pleasure, our interlude was over.
“Brooke?” her sister called again.
And in my arms, Brooke stirred. “Uh, yeah!” Could Riven hear how awkward she sounded as she called back? “We’re just taking some…”
“Measurements,” I supplied, flexing my hips once.
Brooke twitched in my arms, then melted against me. “Measurements,” she giggled against my chest, and I felt my Kteer preen that she’d enjoyed herself so much with me.
“We’ll be there in a moment,” I called to Riven, then heard the door slam.
“Oh my God.” Brooke had her forehead pressed to my shoulder. “I can’t believe we did this.”
“We didn’t do much of anything.” Still, I rocked against her, causing her to moan. “But we’d better get inside. I promise you, Brooke, the next time we do this will be so much better.”
“So much better?” She looked up, and I could see her rueful smile in the starlight, even beneath the cold gazebo. “I might die.”
I cupped her cheek gently as I pulled out from her perfect pussy. “Then you’re willing—”
“God, Sylvik, I’m not going to be able to concentrate until you put your dick inside me again.”
It wasn’t I love you, but it made me feel pretty damn good.