Serpent's Claim (Serpent's Touch 2)

He slid his gaze down to her chest where her hard nipples pushed against the silk of her robe. Imagining them decorated with clamps sent another rush of heat to his groin.

“There are many toys and trimmings…” He licked his lips. “And with the right person, all of them can be fun.”

His hands fisted at his sides. He struggled to remain in control of his own body when hers was so close. A sentie slipped her way, as if on its own. Its mouth open, it clamped on to the tip of her breast.

She gasped softly. Her eyes opened wider, her breathing speeding up as she swayed his way.

The most beautiful woman he had ever met.

Emotions overtook him. She was his love, his wife, and his entire life.

“Come here, my queen.” He grabbed her, making her squeak as he carried her to the royal nest.

He lowered her into the soft bedding but didn’t let go. His arms wrapped around her, he lay next to her and placed his head on her chest. His face cushioned by her breasts, her warm scent enveloped him.

Love and comfort.

Peace.

All the wonderful things he’d only felt so deeply when in Amira’s arms.

He closed his eyes, breathing her in. Oh, he would make tender love to her tonight. Then he’d fuck her hard, too. He’d make her scream his name quite a few times before the night was over. But right now, he wanted to enjoy the moment of simply being close to her.

She sensed his mood. Of course she did. She was a part of him. Gently running her fingers between his senties, she stroked his head, his neck, then his back. Her touch sent ripples of pleasure along his skin.

“Will you stay the night, Kyllen?” she asked, her voice like the sweetest music floating over him.

He lifted his head.

“I will, my sweet pea. Tonight and every night.”

He’d always enjoyed sleeping next to her, and he knew she loved that too. Why would they ever be apart? Just because they now had more rooms than they knew what to do with?

“You can use the other bedroom as an extra closet or something,” he suggested.

“A nursery?” she blurted out, then shut her mouth quickly.

He chuckled. Children hadn’t really entered his mind yet. But now that she’d mentioned it, he found he wasn’t opposed to the idea of having them sooner rather than later. Children were rare and always wished for by fae. His chances of fathering one with a human wife were higher, according to what he’d heard.

“Well. Shall we start working on producing the residents for the nursery, then?” He slid her robe aside then lowered the neckline of her nightgown to expose her left breast. The sight of her hard, perky nipple made his mouth water and his cock twitch.

He dragged his tongue over the tip of her breast, savoring the taste of her skin, then rolled the hard bud between his teeth. His fang tugged at her tender flesh. Her moan broke with a gasp in response.

She gripped the back of his head, arching her spine to keep him at her breast.

Humming a groan, he wrapped some of his senties around her wrist. With one sentie, he reached under her nightshirt, searching for her other nipple. Finding it, he clamped the mouth of the sentie to it.

The taste of her intensified. Her scent teased his senses. She whimpered, writhing under him. The spice of her arousal flavored both her scent and her taste, heady and intoxicating.

Hooking her leg over his side, she rocked her hips into him. Her hot, slick core pressed against the ridge of his erection as she rubbed herself against him.

Oh, she was ready, so ready for him.

“Kyllen… Oh, God,” she moaned. “More.”

He smiled, lifting his head.

“More?” He gripped her hip, keeping her in place.

“Don’t you tease me, Kyllen. I’m your queen. I can order you, you know.” She was so deliciously adorable in her frustration.

“Oh, is that how it’s going to be, Your Majesty?” He sat back on his haunches.

She propped herself on her arms, glaring at him in challenge.

Thrill rushed through his chest and straight down to his groin. His little wife proved delightfully exciting.

He met her stare. “Well, my sweet pea. Tonight, I feel like giving orders to you. So, lift your nightshirt and spread your legs. Instead of a throne, you’ll be sitting on my face for the next little while.”

He freed her from her robe, then hiked up the skirt of her nightdress.

“Oh,” she exhaled as he yanked her knees open and dove between her legs.

Desire raged through him, hot and desperate. He dipped his tongue inside her, then lapped greedily, unable to get enough of her taste.

She moaned, riding his tongue.

Grabbing her hips, he flipped them over, rolling to his back and dragging her over his face.

She gasped, her knees shaking as he wound his senties around her thighs, slid them along her tender flesh, tasting her with their tongues and his own. Opening the mouth of one, he clamped it around the sensitive bud at the apex of her thighs, nibbling on it.

“So good…” she exhaled with a whimper. “Kyllen, my darling… I love you so—”

He knew she loved him. He felt every emotion raging through her body. Her lust rolled over him in swells, radiating through him. He was so hard, he could probably hammer nails with his erection. But he was determined to bring her to a climax first.

Her voice cut off. Her breathing halted. She bucked her hips against his mouth. Her orgasm crested, and she fell over the edge.

It was delightful.

He felt every spasm of her pleasure as it echoed through him. And he needed more. Grabbing her hips tighter, he slid her down along his body, then impaled her on his cock in one smooth movement. He fit in snugly, but she was so hot and slick inside, he moved easily.

She clawed at his shoulders, whimpering in pleasure. The last tremors of her orgasm still rocked through her when his climax already teased him. He thrust harder, chasing it.

The orgasm erupted through him. For one blinding moment, the world fell away. Only one thin, shimmering thread tethered him to life—his bond with Amira. He growled, pumping his release into her, then dropped to his side next to her. Spent.

She threw her arms around his neck, panting. “I’ve no idea how I survive this with you… Every time. Is sex always like this? Mind-blowing, body-shattering, heart… Oh, I have no words to describe it.”

He smiled in satisfaction. She had described it well enough. His muscles still shook as he rose on an elbow at her side.

“No, not always. Sex has never been like this for me before you.” He kissed her shoulder, then her neck, moving up to her mouth. “It never could be like this with anyone else, my love. Because we are two parts of a whole, coming together. You and I.”