Page 35 of Guardian's Soul

He picked me up, mumbling, "Not here." While peppering my throat with hot kisses. We rammed into a wall as he searched for the exit while nibbling on the sensitive skin on my neck, pulling it in with his teeth, latching on, sucking on it. A loud moan escaped my lips. The pulse in my clit was getting stronger, and an ache spread through me that bordered on pain.

"Here," I demanded, panting. "Thrax, here. Now."

I couldn't have said where my impatience came from, but I felt as if I would die an agonizing, slow death if he didn't start fucking me. Now!

I had never been much of an explorer when it came to sex. It was nice. Fun. A needed intimacy. But this? Holy fuck, I felt as if I had turned completely feral. My body twisted in his arms, forcing him to let go of me as we stumbled through the nourishing chamber. A chair fell. A table scooted to the side. I pulled my pants down. Frantically, I looked for a spot.

Thrax was out of his breeches in a heartbeat and on me. I clung to him as he lowered us to the floor.

"Hannah…" he panted my name.

"Now, Thrax, now," I demanded, my hands moving for his gorgeous silver cock. It was hard and thick. Ready. It looked like it would split me in half.What a way to go!I felt ridges along his shaft and took a sharp inhale of breath. Ridges! Oh! My! God! The walls in my pussy contracted, and a new surge of liquid ran down them in preparation for what I was sure was going to be the most amazing fuck of my life.

I wiggled my lower body. He fisted his cock. "Are you sure?"

Dark eyes searched mine down to the bottom of my soul. "I'm going to kill you if you don't fuck me right now," I responded.

He chuckled lowly and didn't hesitate another second. With one swift move, he thrust into me. All! The! Way!

I cried out, sensing him freezing. I scissored my legs around him, urging him on. Slowly, his hips moved back, and I reveled in every long inch of his cock as it slowly retreated before plunging back in. Filling me so deliciously that my eyes rolled back. And yes, those ridges gave just the right amount of friction to drive me to never-before-experienced heights.

"So frygging tight," he groaned.

"Thrax," I mewled, needing him to thrust back, harder, deeper. I raised my hips, and he obliged.

Taking me to the brink of the mother of all orgasms within a few thrusts. I clung to his shoulders and dug my teeth into one of them, trying to keep myself grounded as his rhythmic strokes heated my core. The pulse in my clit was spreading, becoming more urgent and feverish. I was coming. I held on to him for dear life, nearly dislocating my jaw as I opened my mouth, ready to swallow his shoulder.

"Hannah!" he roared as I bit down. His body spasmed on top of me, just as my entire pussy seemed to liquefy around him. I screamed, clawed at him because I was afraid I would… I don't know what… float away? Disintegrate? Because that's what it felt like, just in the most pleasurable way imaginable.

Thrax collapsed on top of me, mindful to keep most of his weight off me. Our foreheads touched, our noses touched as our panting breaths mingled. Sweat beaded both our bodies. Even through the tops we still wore, I could feel the erratic beating of his heart. Just as hard as mine. Pounding would be a better word.

I closed my eyes. Besides my heart and my heavy breathing, the only other part of my body able to move was my toes as they curled around each other.

We lay there for what seemed like forever. Him, still inside me, me with my legs still around him. Anchoring him to me. We didn't speak, not even after our breaths finally returned to normal. Both of us were struggling with what had just happened… was still happening.

This had been more than sex. This had been an explosion of emotions I had no words for. At some point, he gently rose, and I reluctantly unclenched my legs around him, groaning as small spasms moved through me. I didn't think it could have been hours that we had lain there, but it sure felt like it.

Without a word, Thrax picked me up. Both of us, half-naked, he carried me to our quarters. I gave a half a second thought to the fact I had gotten a Depo shot not too long ago, but soon we would have to talk about this having sex thing and babies and… I shut practical Hannah up for now. Right now, I only wanted to feel, not think.

THARAAX

By the Black Abyss,I had no idea what just happened. One moment we were talking, and the next, we were fucking our minds out. Quite literally because mine was still scrambled.

Never before had I desired a female like I did her. She was the most infuriating female I had ever met. Yes, my cock had reacted to her a few times, and yes, she was beautiful, but never before had I felt or been that out of control in my life. The kiss alone had been enough to make me fall down an abyss so deep I feared I would lose myself. Instinctively, I already sensed that there was no coming back from this.

Had I been a superstitious male, I would have taken witchcraft into strong consideration. Right about now, a spell sounded more appealing an explanation than anything else my poor brain could come up with.

She snuggled into my chest, sighing happily as I once again carried her through the hallway with my lower parts exposed and dangling. We hadn't even been able to take our clothes fully off. This had never happened to me before. Never. I was always in control. Always. Frygg, this was testing and confusing andthe last thing I needed on my mind right now. It was already filled with riddles.

"Do you want to get cleaned?" I asked her when we entered our quarters, and yes, I was aware that, once again, I was callingmyquartersoursnow.

She nodded against my chest as I slowly set her down to her feet. As soon as she was on the floor, her gaze dropped. She wasn't a meek person, but I, too, had no words for what was happening between us, so I understood her desire not to look at me right now, even though, on some level, it hurt. More than I was willing to admit.

What did I expect?

Not a declaration of love, but something. Some kind of acknowledgment that this hadn't just been sex for her either. I wanted to know if she was as confused as me. If she, too, felt like we should continue on the bed without any more clothes between us.

"That sounds good," she mumbled and stepped around me, careful not to touch me.

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