Serpent's Claim (Serpent's Touch 2)

“Yes, my treasure?” The low rumble in his voice vibrated against me in a most delicious way.

I gripped his shoulders. “I want you, without these…” I tugged at his clothes.

He shifted up to me, ripping off his tunic over his head.

“Yessss,” I hissed.

Pure bliss spread through me like melted butter as I splayed my hands on his bare chest.

“Just like that.” I kissed his collarbone, flicking my tongue out to lick his skin through my veil. I missed his taste, too. “Take me, Kyllen,” I begged. “I want you as close as a man can be to a woman.” I tilted my head back, locking my gaze with his. “I want you inside me.”

His eyes opened wider. The focus in them sharpened.

“No one has touched me like this since you.” In my life without him, there had been a marriage to another man, but there never was another love.

“I know,” he said with his usual confidence. “I know you’ve never given your heart to another. You couldn’ have, because your heart is mine already, and I’m not giving it back.”

“It’s yours,” I whispered. “It’s always been yours.”

“As are you.” Carefully sliding the veil up, he kissed me again. Moving his hand between us, he unfastened his pants, his hard length pressing against my thigh. “It’ll hurt. At first,” he warned.

“I know.” I hooked my arm around his neck, not letting him pull away from me. “I’m ready.” Tingles of anticipation rushed through my lower belly, mixing with trepidation. I’d dreamed about this very moment, but I could never envision anything past this point.

He fitted himself between my thighs. A shudder of pleasure ran through me at the contact.

“I’ve dreamed about this,” I whispered.

He gently slipped the very tip inside me. “Was I there? In all your dreams?”

“You’ve always been there, Kyllen. Every step of the way.”

“ I promised I would.” He sank a little deeper, stretching me wider.

The discomfort grew painful. I bit my lip and pushed my hands into his chest, closing my eyes.

“Look at me.” Bringing his hand between us, he found that one spot that drove me mad with lust when he touched it.

Desire spread low in my belly and down my inner thighs, numbing the pain. I opened my eyes to meet his.

“Stay with me, Amira,” he rasped, his muscles straining. He rubbed between my legs. “I want you with me.”

He used his senties to play with my breasts. A wave of pleasure rolled through my body again, melting the discomfort.

“You and I.” He thrust into me. “Together.”

Sharp pain cut through my pleasure. I threw back my head, my mouth opened to scream.

“Shhh.” His kiss swallowed my cry of pain. He moved both his hips and his finger, rubbing me gently.

The pain dulled, drowned in a swell of sweet sensation. It flooded every vein in my body, making me feel both weak and powerful beyond belief.

Instead of a scream, a moan left my lips.

“Just like that, my sweet pea…” His body undulated over mine. “Stay with me.”

His every thrust inside me still stung a little, but something incredible happened. The ache amplified the pleasure he was reaping from me by stroking me with his fingers. The faster he moved his hips, the harder his fingers pressed, making me moan under him.

“Kyllen…” I gripped his shoulders as my climax neared. “Oh God… I can’t. I…” Words stuck in my throat as the pleasure erupted.

“Oh yessss,” he hissed, letting go of his control, too. As my hips jerked, his lurched into me in response.

I gripped the back of his neck, pressing my temple to the hard ridge of his jawline, as we both fell over the edge. It really felt like a freefall through the clouds of intense pleasure. I no longer knew where it was up or down. There was only Kyllen, and I clung to him with all my might.

He collapsed over me, panting. I tightened my hold on him, afraid again that he’d disappear like a dream. “Don’t let go. Don’t ever let go of me.”

He rolled to the side, taking me with him. “Never.”