Petr's Mate by April Zyon

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at a time. Then in a ripple of muscle he pushed up to move over her, lowering
his body to press hers down into the bed once more. When he kissed her, Petr slid a hand over her hip and down
her thigh to lift her leg higher. At the same time, he pressed the head of his cock to her
pussy.
    Sam
was lost in this man. She clung to his shoulders as he started to enter her
body. She pulled back slightly so she could look up at him and watch him as he
pushed into her body. There was more happening than sex, she was sure of it, but she didn’t know what. She had
never, ever felt this way about a man before and it was more than a little
terrifying.
    “Stay
with me, Samantha.” Lifting his hand from her leg, Petr cupped her face, his
thumb brushing along her jaw. When she locked gazes with him again, he nodded. “Better,” he told
her. A quick, hard kiss and he thrust his hips forward to seat his cock fully into her body.
    “So
much better. ”
She didn’t look away from him. She didn’t push him from her either. It was a
bit disorienting, but she felt something more than just his skin, like his soul was brushing
hers. Sliding his
hand into her hair, Petr tugged Sam’s head back. Then he began to move, sliding
his cock out slowly and thrusting it back in hard. Over and over he repeated
the motion all while keeping their gazes locked and still managing to brush
kisses to her jaw and cheeks. She moved along with him. “What is
that? God that feels so good.” It was like liquid heat was surrounding her, but
it was more. “Petr.” She had never felt anything like this. The instant
connection she had felt for him was opening wide. Her soul was parting to let
his in, if she had to put a description to it.
    “Our bond,” he said through his
teeth. Sweat trickled down his temple, across his cheek, and fell off his chin
to hit her throat. “Don ’t fight it, Samantha.” Petr was starting to pant as he thrust
faster.
    She
nodded and leaned her head to the side so that he could brush his lips over her
shoulder and neck. “Not fighting.” She wasn’t. She was reaching for him,
needing him to fill that part of her soul that had been empty before now. She’d
never noticed it before, but now that she was with him she felt it and knew he was the only one who could
fill it.
    He
gave her exactly what she wanted. Placing his mouth to her throat, he sucked lightly on the skin and scraped his teeth slowly down the
length. Over and over he teased her while pushing them both closer to
completion. Slipping his hand down between their bodies, Petr found her clit and began to stroke it with a rough
and heavy finger.
    Sam whimpered and tightened her
hold on his shoulders. “There.” She was about to come. “Petr. Please.” His soul
was brushing intimately up against hers. Where she was empty, he filled her
just as she filled his empty spots. “Petr.” She cried his name out, her orgasm
taking her by surprise. Lights seemed to spark behind her eyes, and everything
got bright as a supernova for a moment, then as dark as a black hole when she
felt herself falling over that abyss into orgasm.
    She heard his bellow at the same
time his body went tight against her own. His seed spilled into her waiting
body in hot lashes . Time stood still for several
breaths. Then his weight crashed down over her. Sam didn’t know how long it was
until he wrapped his arms around her and rolled them so she was on top, but it
didn’t matter. She could feel all of him, everywhere important, warming her
from within.
    Eyes
closed, she pressed her cheek to his shoulder. She heard his heart beating and hers moving to beat along with his. This
was something she had never done. Cuddled. She couldn’t speak, so she pressed a
kiss to the side of his neck and simply held on to him and smiled. This was perfection.
    His
hand slid up, then back down her skin to settle on her ass. Giving a light squeeze, he shifted enough that she
could see him watching her.