her entire body
stiffened as Roark’s movements sped up.
His strokes were sharp and firm, big hands held her still as
he plowed into her with determined force. Time lost all meaning as Calder fell
into a maelstrom of pleasure more intense than she’d ever experienced. It went
on forever yet ended too soon. His movements were rigid, almost violent, on the
edge of being painful, but somehow flaming her need higher.
She glanced up at her lover’s expression, his face grim as
he moved in and out of her, thrusting fast and deep. Their eyes met and she was
lost in his glowing green depths.
No one had ever fucked her this thoroughly before, touched
every secret part of her, parts she hadn’t known existed. A low growl filled
the room and Calder knew her beast was close to the surface, wanting to bite
and claim their mate, but she forced the cat back. No biting until she knew the
man currently owning her body.
Roark gave an almost violent plunge that arched her back and
had her clamping down hard as climax tore through her, breaking her down to the
most basic level of her being. Vaguely in the back of her mind she was aware of
Roark’s grunting and the feel of his hot seed filling not her, but the latex
barrier separating them. For a moment, just a split second, she resented the
condom, but there was time later to enjoy the feel of Roark spilling himself,
scalding hot inside her.
Meanwhile his thrusts lost their smooth movements and he
hammered into her like a desperate man as he huffed in and out. The pulse beat
rapidly in his neck even as his jerky movements slowed to a stop.
Still half stiff inside her, Roark rolled them until she lay
on top of his sweat-dampened chest. His arms rose to encircle her in a
cherished embrace.
“You’ll be the death of me, but what a marvelous way to go,”
he panted out as she dropped her head to his shoulder.
“I couldn’t agree more,” she muttered, not bothering to lift
her head. “But first I think someone needs to call the medics. My legs are
paralyzed and I can’t feel my brain.”
She felt his smile against the sensitive skin of her temple.
“You can’t feel your brain on a good day.”
“ Cher , I’m a woman. I can feel everything. Since
you’re a man you have no idea what I’m talking about. Your job is to lie there
looking pretty until I’m ready for you to service me again.”
She felt a stinging slap to her bare ass then Roark’s large
palm rubbed the hurt away. “How you can even think right now?”
“Again, I’m a female. We’re capable of all manner of great
things of which men know nothing.” How nice it was to lie here, the fire
warming her back while her mate heated her front. She’d never thought of mating
in these terms, more of a working partnership than the sensuality of lovers.
Despite the fact she’d been wrong, Calder liked it.
“Fine, then I’ll let you, oh magic-less one, carry me to bed
so you can ravish me all over again.” His eyes were closed and his breathing
evening out as he spoke of moving.
Giving in to the urge to stroke the jet-black strands of
hair from his eyes, Calder smiled down at him. “Hmm, was it me ravishing you or
the other way around?” she teased, her cat delighted in the playful aspect of
their mate.
“Hmm,” he sighed then blinked long black lashes open. “Can
we agree that we ravished each other?”
“It’s a deal.”
“Good.” He sat up, his movements causing his cock to push
deeper inside her already wet depths. Naturally her body responded by clamping
down on the delicious length inside her.
“Yum, dessert.” She licked her lips, knowing how very
catlike it made her look and not caring.
“Give us a second, love,” he said, then more low,
Gallic-sounding words spilled from his kiss-swollen lips. An instant later she
felt the change deep inside her.
“You switched out the condom?” How awesome was magic? No
more pulling out to change the rubber. They could fuck all night without
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