Watching her, his gaze going from her self-exploration to her darkening eyes, he lowered his head. She jerked, a whimper escaping her lips as his tongue swiped through the glistening cream that lay heavy on her swollen cunt. She tasted like midnight and dreams, he thought. Elusive and ever-changing. He hummed his appreciation, his hands holding her thighs wide, his thumbs further parting the plump lips as he settled down for a feast of the senses.
He licked and lapped, circled her little cl*t and sucked at it strongly as her cries began to rise in volume. Her h*ps twisted, writhed beneath the pleasure, and soon he was tightening in his own raging need as he heard her crying out his name, begging for her release.
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He moved lower, his tongue plunging into the velvet recess of her vagina as her cries escalated. Her knees were bent now, thighs spread wide, her hands on his head as she held him to her, her h*ps undulating, pressing her pu**y against his devouring mouth as she fought for her orgasm.
“Not yet,” he growled as he felt her shudder, sensing her nearing release. He forced himself to his knees as she cried out her objection, gripping her wrists and pulling her into a sitting position.
“Shit!” His back arched as her lips attacked his flat abdomen, her tongue stroking, licking, as her hands gripped the tensed muscles of his bu**ocks.
Like the hungry cat he knew she could be, she devoured him in turn. He stared down at her, watching as her hands wrapped around his erection, her lips opening, her mouth enclosing the engorged, violently sensitive head of his cock.
“Sherra.” His hand tangled in her hair as he shook his head desperately, fighting to hold onto his own control.
“Give me.” She moved back to lick the crest of his erection as she spoke. “Fill my mouth, Kane. Let me taste all of you.”
Her voice was thick, dazed, as she nearly swallowed him on the next stroke. Kane felt his shaft sink into her mouth, the head butting her throat for less than a second and stealing all his intentions to hold back.
“Then take it, baby.” His hands tightened in her hair. “Take all of me.”
It was like no other time that they had ever come together. It was hotter, sweeter, more intense than anything he could have imagined as he watched her suck his c**k with greedy, slippery abandon. Her eyes were drowsy, heavy-lidded, but she stared up at him, her lips enclosing the width of his tool as he thrust inside her with firm, shallow strokes and allowed her to choose the depth that she took him to. It was paradise.
His balls tightened as her hands pumped the column of flesh, drawing his seed from his loins despite his
best attempts to hold back his release.
“Baby, I’m going to come.” He couldn’t hold back, he couldn’t deny the ecstasy for even a moment longer.
She hummed in agreement, her suckling strokes increasing as he felt a tingle at the base of his spine a second before it surged up his back in a brilliant jolt of electrical energy. He stiffened, his lips pulling back from his teeth as his head arched back and he gave her every drop of se**n boiling in his balls. It spurted from his c**k to her rapidly swallowing throat as he groaned like a man possessed and gave himself over to the primal mating act they were now involved in. When she had sucked the last drop of seed from the throbbing flesh, he pulled back, staring down at her heatedly a second before he pressed her to the bed and moved quickly between her thighs. Her legs circled his h*ps as he pressed the engorged head of his c**k at the entrance to her pu**y. She was hot, her liquid heat trickled around the flared crest, making him shudder with the need to plunge home. He eased inside her instead.
Sherra fought the raging tempest growing inside her. Her entire body was sensitized, demanding his touch as she stared back at him, feeling the thick wedge of his c**k stretching her. She watched as his hand lifted, his fingers moving to her cheek, touching her gently as she moaned out her need. He had pushed her past a limit she didn’t know she possessed. He had terrified her when he walked away from her, had torn at the rough scars covering her soul with his bleak sadness when she first came into the room. He had endured hell for her, just as she had because of him. She wasn’t willing to hurt any longer, nor was she willing to do without her heart. Her Kane. His fingertips touched her cheek as he slid home, stretching her, filling her. Her chest tightened with emotion, her skin heating at each point that their bodies connected.
“I would give my life for you,” he whispered as his fingertips lifted and his thumb brushed over her cheek before moving to rest at her jawline.
Sherra whimpered. The emotion that pulsed in his voice was impossible to deny.
“No,” she whispered, her hand covering his as her h*ps arched, the muscles of her pu**y contracting around his erection. “Don’t do that, Kane. Don’t leave me again. I couldn’t bear it…” Her breath hitched as tears filled her eyes. “I love you. I love you too much to ever live without you again.”
He stilled. His blue eyes darkened with emotion, with a ravaging hunger as he came over her, one hand gripping her hips, the other her hair.
“You can’t take it back again,” he growled. “I won’t let you.”
Her short laugh was a sound between pleasure and agony. “I never took it back the first time. It was always yours, Kane. Always…”
His control disintegrated. In that second, the man fell away, the teasing, the tempting, were at an end.
Hard, driving strokes had her eyes widening as pleasure tore through her in ways it never had before. He was a demon, a sexual animal intent on possessing every part of her now. He couldn’t go deep enough, hard enough. Both hands held her h*ps still as his lips buried at her neck, his breathing raspy, the intensity of his arousal driving them both now.
“Harder!” she screamed, though she feared harder would tear her asunder. She couldn’t get enough of him, couldn’t ease the terrible buildup in her womb fast enough as he stroked the tissues of her vagina, stretching her, filling her until she wondered if she would survive it. Kane’s h*ps jackhammered his c**k into her pu**y, penetrating her violently as she screamed for more. They were fighting to breathe, her nails clawed at his back, her teeth bit deep into the mark on his chest as his locked onto her shoulder and they exploded.
Even death couldn’t touch the complete oblivion that swept over them. Sherra swore she felt their souls merge as his c**k slammed into the mouth of her womb and deep, strong spurts of his se**n began to blast inside her.