Bound by Forever (True Immortality 3)

She took his hand and gripped it tight. “I know I’m a virgin, but I’m going to be good at this. I’m going to blow your mind.”

He grinned at her, that wicked boyish smile that he gave her more and more often now. “You already blow my mind.” He tugged her close, cuddling her into him like they weren’t naked and aroused. He stroked her wet hair off her face. “Your inexperience is not why I stopped back at the lodge. You want the truth?”

She nodded.

He pushed his hips into her so she’d feel him. “Knowing no one else has had this from you makes me hard as hell.” He dipped his mouth to hers and growled against them. “The beast in me loves it.”

A thrill rushed through her and Niamh couldn’t hold it back anymore. She kissed him and Kiyo opened to her immediately, taking control of it. It was an intoxicating mix of gentle exploring and barely leashed rapaciousness.

Niamh needed closer. Wrapped around him. Inside of him. Connected. She climbed him without thought, her inner thigh pressed to his hip as she wrapped a leg around him and pushed against his arousal. Kiyo broke the kiss with a rough curse and swung her into his arms. Expression fierce, he carried her into the bedroom and laid her gently upon the bed.

Then he spread her legs and lowered his head.

Niamh’s hands reached for him, her fingers clutching at his hair as his mouth touched her. Sensation rippled up her spine and her legs fell open to invite him deeper. His lips and tongue wrung pleasure from her, building the tension to excruciating tightness until it released in a shower of warm voluptuousness. She throbbed in ripples that craved more.

He did it again.

And again.

Until she was so sensitive and so needful, she begged him in unintelligible moans.

He grinned wickedly as he made his way up her body, scattering warm, wet kisses along her belly before pausing to make love to her breasts. Niamh’s thighs climbed his hips as she pushed into his arousal, feeling the wet heat of the tip brush tantalizingly across her swollen center.

He sucked harder on her nipple as they rocked against each other. His hand slipped between her legs, nudging past his hardness to push gently into her. Niamh gasped at the intrusion, their eyes meeting in desire and tenderness as he pushed two fingers inside her.

“Kiyo?” She tilted into the pleasure pain, needing more.

“You’re so swollen,” he breathed against her lips, sounding like he’d run a marathon. “Can you take me?”

“I need you,” she replied, almost on a whine.

“I’ve never seen your eyes so gold.” He crushed his lips to hers, kissing her like he wanted to ravage her. But when she did feel him pushing inside, it was with tentative gentleness. Kiyo released her lips, bracing his hands at either side of her head, his body trembling as he eased into her.

The fullness of him was overwhelming. Niamh cried out at the burning sensation, her fingernails digging into his back as he pressed onward.

His head fell back as he let out a deep, loud, very male sound of pleasure. Not moving, he held still within her, throbbing and thick.

“Are you okay?”

Niamh soothed the nail marks on his back and tilted her hips, causing him to move and growl with need. “Yes … like that,” she gasped, feeling the pleasure from earlier sprinkle goose bumps across her skin.

Staring deep into her eyes with a primal possessiveness, Kiyo began to thrust slowly, measured, controlled glides, creating that alluring tension in her body again.

Niamh rocked her hips in time with his thrusts, reaching for his ass to pull him deeper. When he hit a magical spot inside her, she threw her head back on a cry of pleasure that seemed to break Kiyo’s control.

He captured her mouth in a hungry, wet kiss before he pumped into her faster, harder.

It was too much.

She was too hot. Her heart raced too fast. She broke the kiss, gasping for breath.

“Come for me,” he demanded, reaching between them.

His thumb hit her clit.

And a release exploded through her with electrical force.

Kiyo made a harsh sound of surprise in her ears, but Niamh saw nothing but sparks of wonder behind her lids as her inner muscles clasped around him in throbbing waves. His hips jerked, he tensed, and then his shout of release filled the room as he shuddered hard against her.

Niamh’s eyes flew open, surprised to find the room only lit by the lights of the city and the moon outside.

Kiyo panted, a smirk playing on his lips. “Should I feel proud that you just blew out the hotel’s electricity when you came?”

Laughter bubbled from her gut. “I didn’t?”

“You did.” He chuckled and kissed her, grinding into her like he didn’t want to pull out. His mouth left hers but only to trail kisses over her cheeks. “That was … there are no words for what that was.” He squeezed her hips with affection as his lips caressed her throat.