“I adore your wantonness.” He rose up over top of her, pressed the head of his shaft against her entrance and moaned as he rubbed himself along her slickness. With his hands planted either side of her head, he kissed her, his tongue surging inside her mouth just as she wished for his cock to surge into her below.
“Do it,” she murmured, her compelling voice strong. “Make us one.”
“You’re my wife, always mine.” With one hearty thrust, he plunged through her barrier below in one fast and sure stroke, his cock buried so deep within.
She gasped at the fierce intrusion, yet never had she felt so wonderfully full.
“Are you all right?”
“Aye, I’m your wife, your mate, the one who holds the other half of your soul.” She caught his face in her hands, brought his mouth back to hers and kissed him, with all the desire and intense need she held deep within her soaring forth. “Move slowly so I might adjust to you.”
“I shall, but tell me if I bring you any further pain.” Ever so slowly, he slid back out then halted and pushed all the way back inside her again.
She clung to him, the initial pain of his entrance slowly ebbing and when he pushed ever so deeper a second time, a tingle of pleasure radiated out and she sighed at the sheer beauty of it. “More, give me more of that.”
“It feels so exquisite being inside of you.” He eased out, slid back in and groaned. “Your body is so tight and hot. I want to go deeper still.”
“Do as you please.” Never could she deny him anything. She stroked over his tight backside, her fingers firm on his flesh as he thrust with an ever-increasing pace that had her crying out for more. Every inch of her channel gripped him. Goodness, she never wanted this moment to end.
“Do you still feel any pain?”
“There is only pleasure now.” A heavenly heat roared through her and it sent her mind spinning.
“I need you, Ella.” He thrust harder, made her body sizzle and spark and she rocked underneath him, his muscles all hard angles that made her ache at the sheer beauty of him.
His pace increased. So divine. She nibbled along the other side of his neck, rubbed her breasts against his chest to ease the sweet pressure in them. More kisses. She wanted his lips on hers. She kissed him as he slid one hand down between them and stroked over her nub. She wanted to let go, to accept the ultimate pleasure that beckoned and claim it, but not without him. Teetering on the verge, she cried out his name, “Duncan. Do something.”
“I cannae hold on any longer.” He flicked her clit and she plunged over the edge and soared. Wave after wave of pure bliss rippled through her core and a sizzling array of colors exploded before her eyes in a wicked display. So beautiful.
Duncan roared as Ella came, her core pulsing tight around him. No longer could he wait. His seed spurted hot and heavy inside her, his release coming fiercely hard on the tail of hers. Such sensations stormed through him, her hot channel contracting and pulling his cock ever deeper inside her. Shuddering, he gave her every last drop of himself then sated, held onto her as he looked deep into her eyes. “I may form quite the craving for this.”
“You took me to a place I’ve never been afore.” She kissed him, so seductively it made his cock twitch and stir back to full life within her.
“’Twas beyond momentous for me too.” Never had he experienced such a soul-satisfying joining. He tightened his hold on her, the all-consuming emotions that had taken ahold of him still continuing to thrum strongly. “Are you sore?”
“Possibly, although all I feel right now is a desperate hunger for even more of you.” She kissed him again and he kissed her back.
Naught tasted more divine than his woman and he treasured her luscious lips and exquisite kisses. She was so alluring with her soft, creamy skin and brown eyes that sparkled with such effervescence. When he’d joined with her, buried himself so deeply inside her body, he’d lost all control, hadn’t had a chance of holding onto it.
“You are somewhat heavy though. Let me up on top for a moment.” She pushed against his shoulders and he rolled onto his back, swept her with him until she came up over top of him.
Slowly, she lifted up until she sat astride his hips, every inch of her body on stunning display as she stretched her hands high above her head and wriggled against his groin, his cock still wedged deep within her and her full breasts swaying so deliciously close.
“Your body is a platter of new treasures I want to taste and devour.” Grazing one finger from between her breasts to her belly, he struggled to control his breathing. He swirled through the brown curls covering her entrance and rubbed her nub.
“Oooh, too sensitive.” Squirming back, she gasped, her breasts bobbing about.
“Hold still.” He tweaked her nipples, the tips so berry-ripe, hard and pointy. He branded this image of her into his very heart and soul, leveraged up farther with his elbows and scraped his teeth across each bud.