agonizing
slowness, he pulled his hardness out until the head teased her opening, then parted
the tender leaves and drove inside once more, gaining momentum with each stroke
until he pounded against her and moved her body forcefully against the bed.
Her clit throbbed with the blissful friction, sharp sensations of pleasure
ricocheting through her body. He jerked, his body tense as he enjoyed her
reaction to him, the grip of her muscles tightening and unclenching.
A savage growl
broke the stillness surrounding them, and then he was plunging and withdrawing
like a man possessed. The thick intrusion of him, that hard driving motion
made her skin crawl with lightning, lustful sensations. He stroked the walls
of her cunt until every nerve inside her tensed with anticipation. She was
insane with the need to reach something, something just beyond her reach that
she’d never experienced.
She felt it draw
closer, tighter, moving in on her with savage deliberation. Every muscle
tensed. Her heart pounded a rough tattoo. She called out his name as the
flooding sensation enveloped her fully.
She closed her
eyes against the intensity, screaming as pleasure bloomed and his strokes
reached a fever pitch. Vibrations shook her to the core, riveting her beneath
him, and she felt the hot wash of his own feverish release exploding through
her.
Her body wracked
with ecstasy that rippled through her like a crashing wave. Her channel milked
him, drawing out every drop of his essence, until he was gasping above her.
Swan arched her
back, her blood racing, her clit throbbing with each grinding movement. He
continued sucking her tongue, sliding his own against hers, cupping one breast
with his freehand. He pinched her nipple hard, broke from her mouth to bite
her ear. She gasped as the tremors increased. She locked her legs around his
hips, her mind shutting down to pure animal lust, until there was only the
tempo of his cock ramming into her passage.
The culmination
of her orgasm blinded her with its sudden intensity, slamming through her body
until she panted for air. She trembled, her inner muscles tightening and
jumping against his faltering erection as he continued pumping the last of his
release.
Breathing
heavily, he lay atop her, nuzzling her neck and lazily tracing her waist. Swan
pushed his shoulders, bucking against him to be free.
“Get off me,” she
gritted out.
He rose and held
her gaze steadily. He slid a finger along her jaw and she snapped at it with
her teeth. Grinning feral, he rolled off her and stood, stretching. Swan
grabbed a fur and covered herself with it, flashing him a look that should have
killed him on the spot.
“That is what
happens when you tempt the beast, my lady.”
“I hope you
enjoyed yourself,” she said, oozing sarcasm.
“I did, and so
did you. You cannot deny it.”
“You bastard.”
“You should never
start something you don’t intend to finish.” He gave her a heated look that
left her skin feeling singed, as if the fur was no barrier to his vision. Swan
glared at him. “I will send someone with garments. We leave within the hour.”
She started to
say she wanted none of his charity, but his second statement stopped her cold.
Surprised, she blurted out, “You’ll still help me?”
“I always
intended to.”
Rage surged
through her as his words sank in. How dare he! He had played her like a
complete fool, enticed her to behave so outrageously! Swan fumed inside,
unable to believe her lot in life. She’d gone through all that trouble