Chapter 35
CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE
He still didn’t speak. He just lay her amongst the disheveled sheets and started to strip her, fumbling with the zipper of her pants until he became too impatient and just tore the damn thing.
Arin would have grumbled, because that was the second set of trousers he’d ruined this week, but she was too fucking horny to be irritated by his enthusiasm.
He tore off her white t-shirt, too, until she was just lying there in her bra and undies, her pussy throbbing with need.
His eyes burned into her. He moved over her, poised like a big cat about to devour its prey. He brushed the sand from her forehead and cheeks and kissed her lips. At first, he was gentle, but it didn’t take long for him to become savage with his kisses.
He kissed her for a long fucking time, probing her mouth with his strong, naughty tongue.
One of his hands dropped to her pussy. He trailed his fingers over the thin fabric covering her sex.
It was soaked. He growled in approval and tore at her panties, unable to control himself any longer.
With her bra, he did the same, not being one to bother with delicacy and fastenings and all that sort of nonsense.
Arin lay on her back, staring up at him, unable to believe her good fortune. She’d been stressing over secret organizations and dishonorable discharges and covert government agencies when he’d come in with the storm, a dark, menacing, beautiful tempest.
And all he wanted was her.
She was naked now, and so was he. His erection hung before her, proud and massive and mouth-watering.
Bending his head, he took one of her erect nipples into his mouth, rolling it slowly between his tongue and lips until she moaned with pleasure, closing her eyes.
He did the same with the other, before trailing hot molten kisses down her belly.
He kissed the outer lips of her pussy, kissed her inner thighs, and kissed the wet folds inside, finding her throbbing clit.
He rolled her precious nub between his lips, sucking it back and forth, teasing out a kind of pleasure that was so delicious, so rare, so orgasmic, that Arin arced her back and thrust her hand through his hair, twisting it as she bucked and writhed, needing him more and more.
Then he would flick his long tongue deep inside her and fuck her with it, before returning to caress her exquisitely sensitive clit with his mouth. He skillfully drew out her orgasm, and then cheekily held her at the precipice, denying her climax as he watched her.
He stared at her from below, enjoying his moment of mastery over her body. He watched her with his searing gaze until she was forced to close her eyes and little by little, he teased her back towards the edge.
She was in agony and ecstasy as he built up her pleasure, then relented.
So close.
“Please,” she cried, “please, Rykal.”
He hit her in just the right spot and pushed her over the edge.
She cried out as the wind howled outside, her body twisting and glistening with sweat as he moved to straddle her. He kneeled over her, looking proudly upon her as she pulled him forward, taking his cock into her mouth.
She kissed the glistening tip of his erection, then moved her lips down his hard length, taking in every inch of him, back and forth, back and forth, until he broke his silence for the very first time with a cry of pleasure.
His voice cracked, and he moaned in delight, pushing his fingers through her short hair.
She gave him what he needed until he was close to breaking point, then she slowly withdrew, running her tongue along the sensitive base of his cock, eliciting a great shudder from him.
He rocked back on his haunches, grabbed her around her waist, and pulled her up towards him.
“Turn around,” he said, caressing the curves of her ass and her muscular thighs as she did just that. He grunted in satisfaction and slapped her ass hard before wrapping a strong hand around her neck and pushing her down, thrusting into her from behind.
His thick length slid between her wet lips with ease, and it felt so damn good. He slid his hands up along her stomach, cupping her generous breasts and fondling her nipples as he settled into a fierce rhythm, and then proceeded to fuck her into oblivion.
The storm howled outside, and they both sang their pleasure through grunts and moans, their voices combining in a primal harmony as they moved together, their bodies becoming one.
He thrust inside her, going deeper and deeper, burying himself to the hilt, faster and faster until she began to release full-throated cries.
The sound of her voice seemed to spur him on even more, and he went wild with her, pushing her to the absolute limits of pleasure, gripping her breasts tightly, tasting the salty sweat against the delicate skin of her neck as he sank his fangs into her ever so slightly, marking her, claiming her.
And then he fucked her over the edge as pain mingled with pleasure to create the single most wonderful sensation she’d ever experienced.
She screamed her release, and he overlapped her cry with his own deep roar as he climaxed inside her with all the pent-up fury of a savage storm.