Page 47 of Guardian's Heart

Her arms slung around my neck, and her hands pulled on my hair as if she, too, tried to punish me. I didn't care. I hardly felt the pain. I was too consumed by the taste of her lips as they opened to me. Her tongue darted forward, meeting mine.

I slammed her against the wall, trapped her between it and my body. She nipped at my lower lip, but she wasn't resisting me; her body needed this release as much as mine, but she was determined to let me know how mad she still was. Good. I was pissed too.

My hands moved possessively over her generous curves while she kept pulling my hair and dug her dull claws into my back as her hand worked her way in between my body and shirt.

My left hand moved under her ass, pulled her up to carry her to my cabin. She slung her legs around my waist, and I felt the heat of her core pressing against my loins, igniting a fire that could only be extinguished one way.

The door to my quarter opened, and I carried her inside while our tongues still fought for dominance. Without hesitation, I took us to the bed.

The tension between us wasn't subsiding. If anything, it was amplifying with every passing second. Her fingers now clawed at my shirt, ripping it out of my pants. To oblige her, I had to let go of her and make sure she landed on the bed before I pulled my shirt over my head, staring hungrily down at her.

Almost coyly, she moved backward on my bed, using her elbows to retreat. "Oh no, you don't," I growled, grabbing her ankles and pulling her back.

Her delighted squeak aroused me even more. Like a predator, I loomed over her, going down on all fours, capturing my prey underneath me. Her pupils were dilated, and her breath came out in heavy pants. Her head rose from the mattress, and I met her halfway, even before her fingers dug into my skull to pull me down. I didn’t hesitate. My tongue entered her mouth for the second time while I pulled her pants down. Impatiently, her feet kicked against her opposite ankles to help free her lower body of the cumbersome material while I worked on her shirt.

Her hands were still grasping my hair, pulling me as close as possible to her, and since she made no attempt to loosen her grip or interrupt our kiss, she didn't leave an option for me but to rip off her shirt, the tearing sound barely audible between our panting and shuffling.

I pulled free from her lips to nibble on her throat; in response, one of her hands moved down my arm, the other my pecs. The moment her fingers brushed over my mating marks, a jolt raced through my body, eliciting a low hiss from me. By the stars, I swore, her touching the markings felt as if she'd stroked my cock.

I let go of her throat to trail my lips down her flesh. Her fingers dug into my hair once again, pulling my head up, and when Ilooked into her face, my breath caught. Her lips were swollen from our kisses, her eyes hazy and glazed with desire. There was so much hunger in them, the same hunger that drove me, but also a trace of vulnerability. That stopped me.

"Are you sure you want this?"

"I don't know, but I need it," she breathed. "I need your cock inside me, Zaarek."

She was like a Black Abyss, hypnotizing and luring me in. And just like flying into a Black Abyss, I had no idea what to expect, what I would find, but oh, the adventure.

Her hands fumbled with my belt while I palmed two handfuls of the most mesmerizing breasts I had ever seen. I closed my eyes to enjoy that pliable flesh between my fingers, her hardened nipples pressing against my hands.

Hers were still busy with my pants as she leaned forward, her dull teeth sinking into the skin above my right pec. In response, I squeezed her breasts a bit harder, only to have her increase her bite. She wanted to play rough? I was all game.

I kicked my pants down and away. I didn't care about my boots; there was no time to take them off. Nova was frantic with desire, and I was all too happy to oblige her.

We had both risen during our acrobatics to get undressed and now I pushed her back down on the bed. Ignoring her heated look, I flipped her over, grunting at the sight of her ass and slender back. Unable to prolong our little game any longer, I grabbed her waist and pulled her ass up into the air until she was on all fours, the perfect height for me to impale her while I stood behind her. In one moment of clarity, my hand moved to her pussy, satisfied to find it hot and drenched. Ready for me. No matter what was driving me here, I didn't want to hurt her.

She mewled underneath me as I spread her folds. Provocatively, her ass gyrated against me, and I pushed in. Hard and fully.

"Oh fuck, Zaarek," she groaned, her hands digging into the bedding, grabbing it by the fistfuls, as my hands clung to her rounded hips and I began moving her up and down my cock. Just as frenzied as she was.

"Harder!" she demanded, and I was all too happy to oblige.

There was nothing better than the way her drenched pussy was enveloping my cock. The only thing that came even close was gripping her by the swell of her hips and her moans.

The walls of her pussy pulsed around me as she stiffened under my hands. Her arms gave out underneath her, and the groans of her pleasure became muffled as she bit into a pillow she snagged.

NOVA

I didn't think Icould take it one second longer. The urge to come gripped me and consumed me like a fire from within. Meanwhile, he mercilessly moved my body up and down his cock, bruising my hips, but I didn't care. It didn't matter. Nothing mattered but the urge to explode all around his magnificently ridged cock.

Breathless, I pressed my face into the pillow and bit into it just when my core released. Heat spread through me, and I let go of the pillow. My neck arched back as I cried my release out into the confines of his room while he mercilessly kept pumping, prolonging my orgasm to unexperienced heights.

And then I felt it, felt him stiffen, felt his cock pulse inside me as his seed filled me, making me cry out one more time in hot bliss.

The grip on my hip loosened, and I crashed fully onto the bed as he collapsed on top of me. He panted, his hot breath caressing my skin. His heart hammered so hard inside his chest that I felt it against my back.

When he caught his breath, he pulled me with him as he fell on his back to rest on his chest.

"I don't know what you're doing to me, but… it's amazing," he whispered.

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