She licked her lips, tried to form the words in English. “I can’t. I need…”
“What?”
She released his head, dug her fingers into the mattress and gave in to it. She wanted this. Sometimes she thought she’d been born wanting Adric.
“More. Please.”
A low chuckle. “Like this?” He closed his lips around her quivering flesh and sucked hard.
Her breath hissed out. Her hips rocked up, seeking more.
“Yes,” he said against her clit. “Come for me, baby. And then I’m going to fuck you, so hard.” He sucked harder.
The hot, dark words mixed with the sweet suction of his mouth sent pleasure rocketing through her. She sobbed out his name and let herself wallow in the sensations. Exhilaration filled her. It was like diving off a high cliff. Standing on the edge, you couldn’t help being afraid, but the surge of adrenaline as you leapt made it worth it.
Her climax coiled in her belly, spread up her spine, unfurled through her nerve endings…and then erupted in a burst of heat and bright color.
He stayed with her but lightened his touch. Soft, sweet licks until even that was too much. Then he kissed her belly.
“Beautiful,” he murmured, and rose from the bed.
She rolled onto her side and watched as he took a box of condoms from his duffel bag and set it onto the night table. She closed her eyes against a pang of sadness. He was right to be careful, but it still hurt.
Fada rarely had children even with their mates. Most fada didn’t bother with birth control, since STDs were almost unheard of and they knew that any child would be welcomed by the clan.
Unless it was a child she’d made with Adric.
Together, they pushed down the covers. He pulled her into his arms and kissed the top of her head. “You’re so beautiful when you come.”
She tilted her head, summoned a teasing grin. If they had just this one night, she wouldn’t ruin it by crying for something she’d never have. “You’re so beautiful when you’re making me come.”
“Is that so?” He crawled on top of her with a wolfish smile. “I’ll be even prettier when I’m inside you, fucking you.” He dragged his cock over her stomach.
A hot ribbon of desire curled through her. Goddess, she ached to have him inside her, filling her. “Prove it.”
His mouth came to her ear. She could smell herself on him, a warm, oceany scent.
“I will,” he whispered as if it were a secret for her alone.
He left the bed to roll on the protection and then came down over her. Taking her hands, he pressed them to the bed on either side of her head. Her thighs instinctively bent up to cradle him.
His tip nudged her sex and she tensed.
He stilled. “I’m the first.”
It wasn’t a question, but she dipped her chin.
His eyes flashed, the blue blotting out the bronze. “I thought so.” He pushed a little deeper. “I promise I’ll be…easy.”
She moistened her lips, nodded again. “I know. I want this.”
“Oh, angel.” His voice was tender.
His mouth touched hers. He kissed her, slowly, voluptuously, like she was a feast he’d waited for months to savor. She felt surrounded by him, his body…his heated, earthy scent…the strong hands pinning her to the bed. Against her breastbone, his quartz was warm, almost alive.
Something in her opened, like a flower unfurling, petal by petal. He gave another nudge, and his thick head slipped inside her.
It burned, but in a good way. Like he was marking her as his.