Chapter 5 #4
Slowly massaging him over and over with hands and mouth, Nessy hummed her satisfaction, sending magnificent vibrations throughout Cyrus’s whole body, driving him headlong into an orgasm.
Just when he thought he’d fall into paradise, she removed his throbbing erection from her mouth and massaged first one of his balls and then the other, taking them into her hot, wet mouth, until he was finally able to take a much-needed deep breath.
But his Polar Bear Princess had no intention of letting him rest. From one heartbeat to the next, she took his erection back into the splendor of her mouth.
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.
Devouring all he gave, Nessy continued to work her lips up and down until he began to harden again.
It was blissful torture, and Cyrus longed to return the favor.
Putting his hands under her arms, he slid her up his body and rolled them over until he lay comfortably in the haven of his Mate’s legs.
One more quick move had his head between her thighs with her legs lovingly over his shoulders.
With his mouth just inches from her center, he rubbed his nose against her warm, wet curls.
Her scent filled his being. It was sunshine and light, hope and home.
It was the promise of an eternity of bliss.
Cyrus knew in that moment he had to taste her nectar or go insane.
Giving in to temptation, he licked up and down the glistening seam of her body.
Groaning deep in his throat, her taste burst upon his tongue.
Needing to have his mouth all over her and his tongue buried deep inside her, he placed his hands under her ass, lifted her hot, wet center to his face, and began to feast. Driving his tongue into her warmth as far as he could go, Cy licked every inch he could reach.
Curling the end of his tongue, he teased the bundle of nerves he knew from experience set her on fire.
Nessy's hands dove into the hair atop his head. She pulled with such force he was sure to be bald– but he just couldn’t care. Her bliss was his, and nothing else mattered. As she gasped for breath, 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 Vanessa shattered, his name on her lips.
Continuing to drink the honey that flowed from his Polar Bear Princess, 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 gorgeous thighs, loving the feel of her flesh in his hands.
Looking up her body, he was once again breathless from the beauty of his Mate.
There had never been anything as beautiful as the woman made for him by the Universe lying before, completely satiated from his love, looking like the queen that she was, and pregnant with their child.
Kissing her hip, he made his way to her belly button. Gasping when the baby kicked, he looked up at Vanessa when she chuckled, “The baby is so very happy.”
“Because we’re happy?”
“You know it, Hot Stuff,” She slyly chuckled, using the nickname she’d given him on their first meeting.
Happier than he’d ever known possible, Cy continued to explore his Mate.
Nibbling his way around her stomach, sending waves of love to their child, he continued kissing until he reached the sweet spot between her breasts.
Their hearts beat as one– one in body, one in mind, one in soul.
He kissed just the tips of her hardened nipples and chuckled as she arched her back, begging for more attention.
Kissing up her neck, he paid special attention to the spot their Mating Mark would appear after their formal Mating Ceremony.
Sighing, Nessy moved her head to the side, allowing him greater access.
He spent long, glorious minutes nipping and kissing her silky skin until her nails dug into his biceps.
Surprising him once again, Vanessa grabbed his head and slammed her mouth to his.
Immediately and without a single reservation, he opened completely to her.
He loved her passion, her heat, all that his Polar Bear Princess was.
His Mate was as strong in bed as she was everywhere else.
Her hands in his hair and her tongue working his mouth had him ready to explode again.
He shifted his hips, pushing into her until he could go no farther.
The feel of her muscles contracting around his erection made it impossible for him to hold still.
Sliding out of her until only the tip of him rested within her opening, he whispered, “I love you, Vanessa. I have loved you from the first moment I saw you, and I will love you forever.”
Before she could answer, he thrust into her, then pulled right back out, starting a rhythm Nessy 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 as deep into her as he dared.
Rolling his hips, the head of his cock caressed her sensitive bundle of nerves. The walls of her vagina closed tighter, pulling him closer, keeping them locked together. Bumping her clit with his pelvis, it was a struggle for either to draw their next breath.
Vanessa’s mouth opened in a silent scream as she reached her climax.
Her beautiful brown eyes held him captive with the promise of an eternity of love, and he was helpless but to follow her anywhere.
Cyrus MacDonald loved his Polar Bear Princess with all that he was–completely and totally with no reservations.
Hours later, after making love until neither could move, Nessy was lying across his chest as he enjoyed the feel of her long, silken tresses sliding through his fingers.
Sighing in her sleep, she whispered his name.
Slipping into her dreams, he saw a picture of them together, living happily ever after with their child, as it was always meant to be.
His heart filled to bursting with the love only the one the Universe made for him could inspire.
Holding Vanessa close, he closed his eyes, enjoying her dream and adding some of his own to it.
Drifting to sleep with his Mate in his arms, Cyrus whispered into her mind, “You are my everything, always and forever. I love you, mo Bhana-Phrionnsa Phathain. I love you more than words will ever express.”
Early on the morning of their tenth glorious day together, the crisp breeze of the winter morning air flowing through the bedroom window woke Cyrus from his blissful sleep.
Missing Nessy, he reached for the silky softness of his Mate only to find cold emptiness on her side of the bed.
Grabbing his pajama pants off the end of the bed, he slid them on as he headed out the door, following the heavenly scent of spring flowers and sunshine.
Reaching the bottom of the steps, he nearly fell flat on his face as just the sight of Vanessa wiped all rational thought from his mind.
There she was, standing in front of the French doors that overlooked the garden, looking every bit the goddess he knew her to be.
Dressed in his shirt, her arms raised and braced on either side of the doorframe, her luscious curves outlined by the rays of the rising sun, called to him like a siren’s song.
Moving closer, the fragrance of their mingled scents nearly drove the Guardsman to his knees.
It smelled like everything right in the world and was yet another representation of their perfect union.
Vanessa was the physical manifestation of everything Cy would ever need for all eternity– and their child would be the answer to a prayer only his heart had prayed.
Coming up behind her, he wrapped his arms around her waist and buried his face in the silky strands of her hair. Leaning into his touch, her raised arms came down around his head as a sigh of sheer pleasure crossed her pouty lips while he kissed his way to her ear.
Vanessa’s fingers pulled the hairs at the nape of his neck as he teased her ear with the very tip of his tongue. Her hips moved from side to side, causing her ass to rub against his erection.
“I could live forever, and it wouldn’t be long enough to show you how much I love you,” he moaned directly into her mind.
Turning in his arms, Vanessa replied, “Good thing we have forever and then some,” before sealing her words with a kiss.
Every time they touched, every time they kissed, was even more fantastic than the last. Everything about them together got better with every moment of every day. Cy knew beyond a doubt that Nessy would always be the center of his universe, forever.
Deepening their kiss, he felt their passion rising.
Pulling Vanessa away from the door and closer to his body, he walked them to the couch, slipped his hand between their bodies, and carefully unbuttoned her shirt, letting the material fall to the floor as he kept his very willing Mate occupied with their kiss.
Sliding out of his pajama pants, Cy begrudgingly pulled away but only long enough to lie down and pull her soft, supple body onto his. Chuckling as she got comfortable, his Polar Bear Princess teased, “Haven’t you had enough of me yet?”
For his answer, Cy pulled her up his body and crushed his mouth to hers, branding with his lips, making sure she knew he would never ever tire of her or what they were together.
His tongue swept into her mouth, taking control of even her breathing.
His hands moved up and down her body, the feel of her satiny skin against his hands making him crazy with desire.
Nessy moaned into his mouth, and it was all the encouragement he needed.
Grabbing her ass, he lifted her so she could straddle the tops of his thighs.
Then he ran his fingers over her ass until he reached her wet, swollen center.
Entering her from behind, swirling in and out as the evidence of her arousal wet his fingers.
Kissing his way down her jaw, he once again found that sweet little spot behind her ear that he knew drove her wild. She contracted around his fingers as he nipped and teased her sensitive skin. Her legs slid to either side of his hips, forcing his fingers from her warm, wet center.
Moaning at the loss, Nessy immediately rolled her hips and ground against his erection, every move making the swollen tip of his length bump her swollen clit.
Flush spread across her chest and worked its way down her body with every touch.
Her nails dug into his chest. Her head fell back in ecstasy as she rode him with complete abandon.
It was the most magnificent vision he’d ever seen.
Her beautifully full breasts tormented him as they swayed with every bounce of her luscious body on his.
Lifting his head with his hand on her back, Cy sucked as much of her tantalizing flesh into his mouth as he could.
Worrying her hardened nipple with this tongue and teeth until once again, her fingers were tangled in his hair, and she was moaning his name.
“Oh, God, Cy, more– please– more,” she begged.
He could deny her nothing. Leaning back, he slid his body down just a fraction, lifted his hips, and drove himself deep into her, filling her completely.
Falling forward, she grabbed his shoulders and sank her nails into his flesh with such passion that he knew she drew blood.
Her total loss of control sent his hunger into orbit.
Moving in and out of his Mate as fast as he could, Cy smiled despite his lack of oxygen when Nessy wailed, “Cyrus! Yes! Yes! YES!”
Screaming her release as Cy continued to thrust in and out, he brought her down from one climax while building the next.
With each stroke, she closed tighter around him.
Looking at him with an expression of complete abandon and total satisfaction, Nessy had never looked more amazing.
His chest puffed with pride that he’d put that look on her face.
Feelings he’d never thought he’d feel overtook him. Nothing in all his years could ever compare to what being with Vanessa meant to him. She was simply magnificent, and she was his.
She was a vision. Naked as she was meant to be, haloed by the rays of the golden sun, sitting atop him like the Polar Bear Princess she was, there had never been anyone or anything more spectacular. Leaning forward, she laid a chaste kiss to his lips, and Cy’s heart skipped a beat.
He rocked slowly in and out of her, in absolutely no hurry to abandon their connection. Dancing their own erotic tango to the beat of their hearts, Vanessa gasped as she contracted around him again.
Closing her eyes, she sighed, “This is heaven.”
Swiveling his hips, Cy rubbed all the sensitive spots he knew made her writhe in pleasure.
“Oh, Cyrus…”
Rotating her hips in the opposite direction of his motion as she slid down his length, their intricate lap dance made it hard for him to think. Then Vanessa leaned forward, placed her palms on his chest, and mewled, “Oh my Heavens…yes…oh, Cyrus, yes…”
“That’s it, ta’ mo chroi istigh, take what you need.”
Moving faster, Cy angled himself against her change in position, making every sweep of his erection tease the bundle of nerves that drove her wild.
Their slow burn exploded. The sounds of their lovemaking filled the room as they built to their ecstatic completion.
Their eyes locked. Their hearts raced. From one heart beat to the next, Cyrus and Vanessa screamed their release.
Collapsing, boneless, and replete across his chest, she struggled to catch her breath. Grinning with absolute satisfaction, Cy ran his fingertips up and down her spine, simply enjoying the sound of their hearts beating as one.
Opening his mouth to tell her for the hundredth time how much he loved her, Cyrus didn’t even get a chance to take a breath as Vanessa sat up, looked him in the eye, and matter-of-factly said, “The baby’s coming. I think we need to go.”