He hisses out a breath as I touch him, then pushes a finger inside. A moan vibrates through me. God, that feels so good. “Please, please.” I kiss him, suck his tongue, devour his mouth.
I’m so close to what I want. The orgasm before was nothing compared to what I’m chasing after. What I really need.
He pulls away with a curse. Then he moves to the nightstand and pulls out a condom from the drawer. He digs his teeth into the foil then sheathes himself. I’m shaky with hot anticipation. He pushes my legs wider, then puts them over his shoulders so I’m spread and completely exposed.
I cradle his face and kiss him. He kisses me back and drives into me in one powerful stroke.
I groan against his mouth, wrapping my arms around his neck. The wet friction is so delicious. The sensation of having him filling the most intimate part of me is overwhelming. It isn’t quite all pleasure, as I’m trying to adjust to the invasion. It’s been so, so long. But my body pulses with a happy thrill anyway. I’m cradling the man I want more than my next breath. The only man who makes me feel safe and protected and cared for. It’s more precious than all the diamonds in the world.
Tolyan takes a long, steadying breath. “Are you okay?”
“More than okay. Awesome.”
He starts moving. Pleasure rushes over me, blanketing me, drowning me. I let myself get lost, trusting that he’s here, my anchor, my protector.
Every thrust is powerful. Raw. It pushes me higher, farther, until I feel like I’m levitating off the bed.
I shatter around him and cry out my climax. “Tolyan.” I chant his name like a prayer of gratitude and salvation.
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His movements grow more frenzied. Out of control. I feel the impact of his thrusts, the flesh slapping against flesh, all the way to the tip of my skull.
Another orgasm hits me, wringing out every possible drop of pleasure. I clutch him as he shudders against me, my name falling from his lips like love.
Chapter Twenty-Eight
Angelika
My internal clock says it’s well past wake-up time. But my body sinks deeper into the comfy mattress. It’s Saturday. No need to get out of bed for no reason.
I bury my nose into the soft pillow. It smells so good. Like Tolyan. Every muscle in my body is pleasantly sore. That raw strength of his isn’t just for scaring the bad guys. It’s also for sex.
Tolyan and I were after each other like animals all night long. His need for me didn’t abate, not even a little, after he came the first time. It’s like he’s got Viagra in his bloodstream.
A hot, big hand traces up along my side. I squirm backward until we’re fit more tightly together. Mmm. His cock is hard, pressing against my backside. Guess he’s extra happy to be waking up with me.
The hand slides around and cups my breast. I press my lips together to contain a moan. My body feels heavy and languid. One finger gently circles the nipple, which instantly hardens and sends a streak of hot pleasure through me. All the orgasms from last night haven’t done a thing to lessen my need for him. It’s like my body is a finely tuned instrument, responding to his slightest touch. I’m already wet.
He starts slipping inside.
“Condom,” I say urgently, putting a hand on his thigh to stop him. A surprise pregnancy isn’t on my agenda.
“Already on. I’ve been just waiting for you to wake up.”
My resistance vanishes. He pushes the rest of the way in and starts moving. It doesn’t have the urgency of last night, but there’s still a sharp edge underneath the honey-thick need.
Kisses are pressed on my neck and shoulder as he holds me, one a hand on my pelvis as he moves a little faster and deeper. An orgasm shimmers like a bright light, just out of my reach but close…then abruptly fills me. I cry out softly.
Tolyan joins me, his body shuddering against mine, his arms wrapped around me like he’ll never let go.
He kisses me along my neck and back. I shiver as hot bliss pulses through me. How can they be an erogenous zone?
Suddenly, he tenses.
“You okay?”
“No.”