Page 46 of Emerald Flame
He nipped at her in-between kisses. Each time, she jerked and moaned which gave his cock a tug. God, he loved doing this with Kiara.
Her freesia scent was ripe in his nostrils.
As had happened before, he began to experience waves of power coming from her. His storm had already begun a prickling sensation over his skin. He shoved her hair aside and opened his mouth wide.
He snuffled her nape. Saliva dripped. He was part beast in this moment, an alpha wolf calling to a mate.
For a sudden, stunning moment, he realized his body was close to releasing the bonding hormones that would make her his alpha female. That was ridiculous of course. He would never bring a witch into his pack, not even a good woman like Kiara.
Still, the drive to mark her and to bond with her was an overwhelming sensation. His balls kept tightening with the need to release. His jaw ached to bite down.
Do it, Warren. I need to feel your wolf-teeth holding me tight, pinning me so that I can’t move. Please.
She was begging for it as well. He couldn’t do it all, because he wouldn’t put his pack in harm’s way. But, he could take them both to the edge.
When he struck, she let out a wolf-like yip, then a soft howl. The witch’s wolf qualities were getting to him.
He rocked his hips faster now, plunging in and out as he held onto her with his teeth. He grunted and groaned. Pleasure flowed over his cock in waves, teasing him, pushing him toward the summit. His storm rippled up and down his arms and legs. Overhead, he saw the first flash of lightning then a distant rumble of thunder.
She rocked her head slowly, forcing him to bite down harder. As he did, he felt her grip his cock with her sex. It was unholy and one of the best sensations in the world.
Waves of power began to flow from her.
His gaze was drawn up through pine branches. Another flash of lightning and roll of thunder. Something within his chest began to burn hot as though it called to the storm. He recalled what it had been like when he made love to Kiara the first time.
He was so close, but he needed more, just as he had in her bedroom grotto.
He released her neck, withdrew from her slowly, then rose up.
Her eyes were wide as she looked back at him. “What is it, Warren?” Her dark eyes flashed with need and desire.
“Levitate, but on your back. I know you can do it and I want more from you. Right here in the middle of the forest. Right now.”
Her dark eyes shifted from brown to silver, like the lightning that flashed in the sky above. He’d heard stories of wolves changing eye-color in the heat of passion, but not witches.
Who was this woman?
He guided her to the position he wanted her. He was right. She fully supported herself by the levitation power she bore. Her long hair floated around her. She extended her arms. Arcs of electricity passed between them.
He entered her again, this time facing her.
He wanted her witch power flowing into him as he came, and he wanted his storm power covering her at the same time.
As if on cue, the monsoon broke above them with more flashes of lightning, more thunder and a torrent of rain on his back.
He buried himself deep inside then stretched out on top of her as though they shared a bed.
He began to thrust steadily. With so many sensations pummeling him, passion built swiftly. Her moans urged his hips to go even faster.
When she rolled her head back, exposing her throat. He opened his mouth wide and took as much of it in his maw as he could.
She cried out.I’m so close. The rain. Your storm. Oh, God, Warren.
He knew what he needed to do. He sped up his thrusts even more and as he did, he let his storm roll through him, powerful waves of electric pleasure that pulsed through his cock and into her body.
Through the din of the rain and thunder pelting the forest, he heard her screams of ecstasy. Her pleasure brought his and he began to come in the most intense orgasm he’d known.
He slowed his hips, savoring the exquisite pleasure. But he knew he wasn’t done. What they could create together was astounding.
