Nervousness tried to tighten every muscle, as I forced myself to relax. Kellan settled over me as my core trembled with need. His warm scent, his thick arms as he held me, every part of him added to the overpowering sensation of this moment.
My pulse stuttered as Kellan guided the tip between my spread legs, rubbing gently up and down my crease until I quivered. My inner lips opening for him felt like complete surrender.
“I’ll be gentle,” he whispered, watching my eyes as I nodded.
I felt impossibly close to him, unsure whether it was the look of pure adoration in his deep blue eyes, or the pressure of his body slipping inside mine.
“My gorgeous sweetheart,” he murmured, kissing across my cheekbone. “Do you want me?”
“Yes,” I gasped, feeling him sink another half-inch deeper inside me.
His forehead pressed to mine as he began taking tentative, partial strokes, opening my walls cautiously. It felt amazing, and I was quickly becoming addicted to the sweetness as he moved against me – the complete release of being naked and raw with this incredible man.
My hips rocked slightly, needing him deeper.
“Allie,” he choked. His thighs tightened as he slowly plunged completely inside me as his lips locked to mine.
The stretching pressure was nearly painful. My low squeal was muffled as my arms and legs wrapped around him, trying to make more room so his girth could move in my tight, wet tunnel. His slow rhythm took the edge off the uncomfortable few moments, until there was nothing but pleasure.
His shoulders tightened under my fingers as his tongue danced with mine, his long, thick shaft stretching me open. I felt like I was so wet it may have been dripping down my thighs.
My heart was beating so loudly I was sure that he could hear it. Completely free of embarrassment, my moaning filled the air as we moved together.
My gasp filled both of our mouths as something shifted deep within me, the fiery pleasure relaxing my tunnel so that he could thrust deeper.
“Yes, sweetheart,” he groaned. “God, you feel so perfect. Like you were meant for me.”
It honestly felt like he had been designed for me, but there was no way to explain. My hand slipped up his neck to grip his thick hair, my body writhing under his with a sensual force taking me over in a wash of pure heat.
His hands dug into my hips for a second, holding me still. “You feel so good – I don’t want to come too soon,” Kellan grinned down at me.
I swear I could feel his thickness pulsing inside me. He leaned up, reaching between us to place his thumb flat against my tiny nub of nerves. As he held himself still, only moving his thumb in slow circles, I thought I was going to lose my mind.
“Yes,” I gasped. “More.”
“More, what?” he smiled.
The look of pure hunger in his eyes sent my climax on the right path, as my lips parted with a whimpering pant. “More…everything. Please.”
Kellan leaned forward, capturing my lips again as he thrust deep and slow, as he seemed to touch every single nerve inside me.
It felt like I was so tight I was squeezing him with every stroke, both of us moaning from the friction. My breathing quickened, my entire body felt flushed. His pace increased as we moaned against each other’s lips.
“God, Allie, can you feel this? This is too much. Too perfect.”
My breathless excitement was rising higher, about to burst at any minute, as I heard Kellan’s voice muffled against my mouth.
“I love you, Allie. I need you. You’re absolutely perfect.”
Every emotion, every sensation, hit me at once like a bomb. “I love…” All of my air was lost, but I hoped he understood. The climax flew through me like a tornado, clenching every muscle as I wailed and squirmed.
“Yes, sweetheart,” he growled, pounding deeper, harder, until his deep groan of pleasure joined my gasping cries.
As we trembled together, I felt his warmth passing through me, as a strange wave of happiness and peace washed over me.
Kellan was the one.
CHAPTER TEN