The Snow Leopard's Home (Glacier Leopards 3)

Teri had been trembling on a steep height of arousal before she’d even gotten her pants off, and now she could feel orgasm waiting for her—almos

t, as she clenched hard around him, almost, as her hips jerked, almost, as she cried out between clenched teeth—oh, God, there, and she screamed as it ripped through her with devastating force.

Zach shouted his own pleasure as he jerked inside her, his own ringing cry mingling with the echoes of hers as he came. He collapsed on top of her, not having or needing a care for her underneath him. Teri wasn’t fragile anymore, and she wanted nothing more in the world than his weight on top of her as the weakening spasms of orgasm wrung her out completely.

They lay together like that for a long time, feeling each other breathe, soaking in the warmth from bare skin against bare skin. Zach occasionally brushed little butterfly kisses over Teri's cheek, and Teri stroked her fingers whisper-soft over the smooth skin of Zach's shoulder.

Finally, Zach let his breath out in a sigh and pushed himself up. "Come to bed?"

Teri nodded, a smile tugging at the corners of her mouth, and followed him upstairs.

She brushed her teeth with a spare toothbrush, and set it alongside the other toothbrushes in the bathroom. That could just be her toothbrush from now on, she realized. Because this was going to be her home.

Tomorrow night, she was going to get into bed with Zach like she was doing tonight. She'd have her toothbrush, and clothes in the closet, and it would be her bed she got into.

It already was her bed, really. Teri went into the bedroom and looked at it. It was a solid four-poster, with a homey blue comforter spread over it, and more pillows than a single man strictly needed. She loved it.

She crawled under the sheets and waited for Zach, who was taking his turn brushing his teeth. When he came in, he looked at her and a smile spread over his face.

"I could get used to that," he said. "You waiting in my bed."

"It's my bed too, now." Teri felt that establishing that fact was important.

That made the smile widen until it was such a bright, happy thing that Teri almost felt like she needed to look away. "That's right," he said. "You waiting in our bed. I'm looking forward to seeing this every single night."

"I can't wait," Teri whispered, feeling her throat close up with emotion.

"You don't have to," said Zach. "It's happening right now."

He turned off the light and got under the covers on the other side, and then pulled her into his arms until she was snugged right up against him.

"This is ours," he murmured in her ear.

"Ours," she agreed, and curled up against him. Inside her chest, her snow leopard purred in satisfied contentment.

***

Sometime in the middle of the night, Teri woke from a delicious dream with a gasp. She was pressed up tight against Zach, and the space between them was slick with sweat.

She looked up, and saw a hint of silver in the dim light from the moon through the window. Zach's eyes. He was awake, and as she registered that, he moved his head, and she felt his lips pressing against her neck.

He kissed her neck for long, shivery moments, and then his lips glided along her collarbone and drifted down her chest. He took one of her nipples in her mouth and sucked so, so gently. The sensation was maddeningly pleasurable, and he kept it up for what felt like years, until Teri's clit felt as swollen and sensitive as her nipple did, and she started wondering if she could come just from this. It seemed possible.

Before she could find out, though, Zach pulled off her nipple—the damp skin pebbled in the cool air, and Teri shivered—and kissed his way down her stomach. These were slow, dragging, wet kisses, sending thrills through her. Teri’s legs fell apart without her thinking about it, and then Zach was between her legs, his tongue separating her lips and running softly over her clit.

It had the quality of a dream, almost—the slow build of sensation, not having to move or do anything but relax into the softness of blankets and pillows while Zach sucked gently on her clit and the pleasure rose inside of her. Teri rocked her hips just a small amount, chasing the heaviest thrills of pleasure, and Zach caught the movements and focused his attention exactly where she needed it.

God, his mouth. It was heaven. Teri reached blindly down and tangled her fingers into his hair, wanting that connection, feeling the silky strands run through her hand as Zach licked and sucked at her, bringing her higher and higher until she peaked with a strangled noise, falling straight down into orgasm.

He pushed himself up and over her, and Teri tilted her hips as he slipped inside. She was so wet and open that there was no drag, no push, just a silky slide until he was seated all the way to the hilt.

She was still feeling the echoing spasms of her climax, and when he started thrusting, he caught the very end of it and prolonged that last pleasurable clench, until her breath caught again. He moved with a sinuous twist of his hips that was nothing like the powerful thrusts of last night, a lazy, sleepy lovemaking.

She was coming out of that last orgasm right into the beginnings of a second one. She pulled Zach down for a salty kiss, wrapping herself around him so they moved as one. The blankets had been thrown completely off, and they were slick with sweat, pushing against each other, muscles clenching and stifling bitten-off groans in the hot silence of the dark bedroom.

Teri’s second orgasm was so hotly intense she thought she might break. All of her muscles clenched at once, clamping down so tightly around Zach that he shuddered, gasped, and jerked hard into her as he started to come too. It was the most pleasure she’d ever felt at one time, and it burned through her in one blinding instant, leaving her limp and panting when it was done.

It took them a few minutes to catch their breath.