"I know what you need." He surges up my body with absolute confidence, slamming his hands into the soft sand to either side of my head. His enormous cock drags along my still-pulsing center, and I cry out with the force of the aftershocks. And then his thick head meets my gaping opening. I'm so slick, so ready; there's water everywhere, and our magic is sparkling, as hot and as vast as our passion.
Slowly, with impossible, irresistible force, he presses his way in.
The crackling tension of our unsatisfied bond shatters in an explosion that ripples through the earth, sky and sea, setting us both ablaze with blue flames.
"Mate," Malik cries, thrusting in to the hilt. His mouth covers mine, and I'm lost to him, utterly claimed. "Beloved, Ember..."
"Yes, yes--" I dig my nails into his back, clawing at him. My dragon roars within me at finally being united with this missing piece of our soul. Folding my legs around him, I try to pull him in even deeper. My eyes roll back in my head--he really is the biggest of my mates yet, but I can take him. I can take anything.
I could take him and Rafe and Jianyu all at once.
But I don't need to. In this moment, my one new, wonderful, kind, loving, dominant, possessive mate is enough.
Holding himself deep, he kisses me senseless, biting and nipping at my lips and tongue. I graze his bottom lip with my teeth, too, unable to get enough of him. My pussy gushes more slickness into the wet space between us, paving the way, and he takes full advantage. Unable to restrain himself a second longer, he rears back.
He sets up a punishing rhythm, pounding me into the sand. The sea foams, the tide lapping at our legs and hips, and somehow, that only makes it better. With every rough thrust, he slams against my clit, sending jolts of pleasure racing through me. Before I know it, I'm climbing toward my peak once more.
I come with a roar of triumph, pulling him into me, pulsing around him.
"That's it, beloved," he growls, fucking me through the pleasure. "Come on my cock--"
I throw my head back, lost. "Fuck, Malik, Malik--"
He pummels himself into me even harder, driving me into the beach, but he's unlocked some new ferocity inside me. I won't just be taken--won't simply be claimed.
"Malik," I groan again, and he's so fucking strong, but he's not expecting it when I roll us.
He lets out a roar of his own, but he's flat on his back in an instant, his body pressed into the sand. I land astride his muscular hips, his cock still seated within me.
"Come," I beg him, riding him. Water rolls down my body; I have sand everywhere, but I don't care. I bounce myself on his huge monster of a cock, over and over, my breasts jumping with every heave of my body.
Pressure is building inside of me again, an edge of need so sharp it cuts, but I hurtle toward it with all my might.
He grabs my hair and pulls me down. Our mouths crash together, and I gasp, slamming my hips up and down, demanding his pleasure.
"Come inside me," I plead, "I need it, Malik, fill me up, please--"
"Mate," he cries out, and it's raw. His hands seize me by my hips, dragging me along his cock another half dozen times, so fast and hard it hurts, and it's the best fucking thing I've ever felt. He fucks up into me with even more powerful force, and the ocean closes over us, but I don't need air.
I don't.
I just need him. My mate of water and my mates of fire and stone, and they're everything. Him, Malik, this man--
He's my world.
"Mate," he breathes again, through the salt water encompassing us.
We crest the surface as one, and he slams up into me at the same time as he hauls me down. His eyes fly wide, and his mouth falls open. His cock kicks inside of me, and then everything is liquid and want, and the burning heat of his come jetting into me in streams.
He's gorgeous in his ecstasy. His whole body pulses with the power of it, and I feel each searing streak of his essence filling me to the brim. I grind over him, milking him for all he's worth. He fumbles to slot his thumb into the tiny sliver of space between us.
And that's all I need.
Rocking over him, full to the brim, I shatter into an orgasm as wide and deep as the sea. It pulls me under, and I let it.
Because I know, somewhere in my soul...
There's deeper yet for me to go.