Page 100 of Gates of Rapture
Needing to make sure that he had enough room for wing-mount, he’d cleared the hall nearest the bedroom he shared with Grace.All that remained was the heavy rectangular oak table he planned to make use of, now cleared of decorative debris.Ever since he’d felt Grace mount her wings, and he’d cracked those tiles in the bathroom at the palace, he’d been thinking of this moment.
He felt Grace fold into the entryway.
He felt how much she ached.
“You need me,” she said, hurrying toward him.
She was in his arms, and he planted his mouth on hers as though he intended to remain there forever.She groaned against him.He felt her clothes disappear, and his hands touched her wet wing-locks.
He groaned and lost his clothes.He was hard as a rock.
She pushed away from him suddenly, held out her arm, and brought the comforter from their bed into her hands.She threw it on the table and leaned over on her stomach, spreading her legs wide.
Oh, God.
He held out his hands, reaching for her, wanting to touch, yet knowing he was too damn close.He felt dizzy with desire.He could hardly move.He also felt all of her need, and the strange thought flitted through his mind: How the hell do the bonded warriors stay away from theirbrehs?
He moved forward stiffly, both knees and cock, until he could reach her.By now her entire body trembled, so he trembled.
I can feel you,she sent.My, God.Thebreh-heddenis amazing.
He planted his large hands on her hips, and she tilted for him so that her ass rose in the air.Sweet mother of the Creator, he nearly lost it.
“Take me now,” she whispered.“My wings are ready to explode from my back.”
“I can feel that,” he said, but his voice was hoarse and deep.He didn’t even sound like himself.
He positioned himself against all that beautiful wetness and began to push.She cried out, her fingers grabbing the comforter and shaping into fists.
“Leto, I want to come as I release my wings.”
“I know.Me, too.I’m too damn close.”
“Me, too.”
But he worked at holding back as he pushed inside her.He loved being in this place with her, connected, on the edge of orgasm, of giving her pleasure as her body pleasured his.
With great effort, he was able to calm his body down just enough so that he could establish a rhythm.She panted now, holding on to the sides of the table.
His wing-locks were a mess, the moisture trailing down his sides in rivulets.He felt what it was like for her to have his cock stroking all the sensitive internal nerves just as his cock grew harder with each thrust.
He grunted now, holding back, holding back.
“Leto,” she cried.“Now.”
He moved faster and began to feel both her wings come and his, her body clench around his cock, and his balls release firing up and out.It was all so much, her sensation and his.Her wings fanned out below him while his floated in the air around them both.The ecstasy—oh, God, the ecstasy—like a wave shining around him as he continued to plunge and drive.
It didn’t end, and he could feel a second release coming.“More,” he whispered, kissing her back between her wings.
Yes,she sent, filling his mind.
He plunged into her again, his hands low on her hips as he pulled her toward him.Her wings flapped, and the air moved over him, adding yet another layer of sensation.
This time, however, he focused on what she was feeling as he drove his cock into her.“You like pulling on my cock.”
“Yes.And I love what it feels like.So beautiful.We’re connected, Leto.You and me.”
“Yes.”He could feel her breasts rubbing against the stiff cloth of the comforter, another sensation.She had full breasts and every push of his scraped the sensitive nipples and gave her pleasure.
