WarriorsWoman by Evanne Lorraine Page A

for hours would not happen. He already rode the sharp edge of a thunderous release.
    He lifted his mouth from the darkened nipple and changed sides. Suckling her other breast, he used his fingers to tease the first taut nipple, still wet and swollen from his mouth. Still in control, he accepted the need for a slight acceleration of his campaign to please Minka until she lay beneath him, utterly spent from multiple climaxes.
    A sexy whimper of desire made him gently nip the beaded peak and trail damp kisses down to her bellybutton. She tilted her hips, her legs parted, and his slight acceleration plan became an all-out sprint. With no memory of moving, he went from lapping the smooth skin of her belly to having his big hands grasped around her hips, her long legs draped over his shoulders, and his face buried between in the silken lips of her pussy.
    Wet, dark-blonde curls caressed the corners of his mouth as he alternated between tongue lashing the rigid button at the top of her folds and rimming the sensitive entrance to her tight core.
    More whimpers from Minka prodded him to work faster. Stronger hip jerks prompted him to tenderly bite her clit then use the flat of his tongue to lick away the sting. She bucked again and shouted his name. He plunged his tongue into her channel in time to swallow the fresh gush of her sweet cream and to savor the flutters of her orgasm.
    He stayed in close to keep her open as he gently moved her legs from his shoulders and slid a pillow under her bottom before positioning his cock at her entrance. Small spasms from her climax continued, sipping at his sensitive cock head.
    Determined not to cause her a second of pain, he nudged into her satin sheath an agonizing millimeter at a time. Her swollen walls tightened around him, clamping around his shaft, tugging his sac closer to the base of his cock and squeezing the trigger on his release.
    Unable to pull back, and unwilling to thrust faster and risk hurting her, he forced himself to grind to a stop. He locked his jaw and reached deep for the discipline he always commanded without effort.
    The irresistible Minka’s soft sighs and silken pussy shredded his restraint with frightening efficiency. He struggled to gather any of his usual titanium control.
    After his heart rate slowed to a forced march and he breathed without panting, he held himself over her with one arm and used his free hand to cuddle her breast and rub across the taut nipple with his thumb.
    Her breath caught and then she huffed out a cry of pleasure. Hot cream seeped around his cock, and the grip of her sheath eased enough for him to edge farther into the paradise of her silken cunt.
    “Tell me if I hurt you and I will stop,” he growled.
    Minka groaned and angled her hips to take him that last few millimeters until his sac nestled against seam of her ass.
    “Don’t stop, you feel so good.”
    Pleased by her approval and determined to keep it, he withdrew until only his thick crown remained inside her tight sheath then pushed back into her satin heat nice and slow. Her long legs wrapped around his hips and her heels drummed on his butt, urging him faster and deeper.
    His determination to keep his strokes slow and gentle lasted until she said, “Quit treating me like I’m some fragile treasure. I’m not going to break. I want more.”
    He came to a full stop, looming over her. Careful to keep his weight on his forearms, he leaned closer and brushed her mouth with his. “You are so small and I cannot stand to hurt you.”
    Her soft fingers threaded through his brush cut and fastened on his ears. “If you don’t move a little faster and a lot harder, then you need to start worrying about me hurting you, champ.”
    Laughter bubbled from somewhere deep in his chest and spilled off his tongue. “You please me greatly, little one.”
    Her pretty eyes narrowed and her hips jerked up to swallow more of his cock. She ground her pelvis against his pubic bone. The next thing he