“Right.” He gently rested her head on the ground. “Be warned. Now you’re mine.”
She gulped. The fire crackled but she’d barely heard it above his sharp intake of air. With a smile that encased her heart, he rose onto all fours above her body, placing his hands on either side of her shoulders. Possessively. Like the lion trapping its prey. Never had she ever felt so defenseless.
“All of you,” he added in a possessive tone, sending shivers along her spine.
She inhaled sharply, the wispy rush of breath reaching her ears as he lowered his face. His hair fell forward, brushing her breasts, coaxing her nipples to shrivel and harden. Rather than kiss her, he placed his lips at the base of her throat and lightly bit the skin. Her lashes fluttered closed. She moaned, latched on to his forearms and squeezed his hard flesh, relaying the effects of the thrill.
“Bronto,” slipped from her on a sigh.
His mouth patted a trail of kisses to her ear. “I’ve got you, love.”
His voice. It was so…so reassuring, and, and…tender in contrast to his features. The perfect harmony for a woman making love for the first time.
Inch by inch his mouth traveled to her lips, leaving a moist path along her neck. He nipped each lip between his teeth then outlined them with his tongue before retracing his route to the hollow of her throat.
“You taste so good,” he said, his warm breath bathing her flesh. “Just as I’ve imagined.”
She raised her hands and stroked his flexed upper arms. “You’ve thought of doing this to me?”
“From the moment I laid my eyes on you.”
“But you never tried—”
“Out of respect, love.” Soon his facial whiskers grazed the skin between her breasts as he worked his way down her body.
The moment he sucked a nipple into his mouth, tingles burst in her chest. She arched her neck and groaned. Within the constant suction she silently beckoned for something more. How was it possible to feel this way?
She fisted his hair and held him steady while pressing her breast into his face. He sucked harder and harder then stretched her nipple between his teeth. Even after he switched breasts he pinched it between his fingertips. The sensation was overwhelming. Moisture constantly flowed from the center of her thighs. She placed her feet on the ground and squeezed his waist between her knees.
As he moved lower she released his hair and fisted the hide. She knew where he headed but loathed to stop him. What appeared a forbidden act by her standards might be natural to him. She’d given him control and free rein to do as he wished, so she’d not hinder his determination by any means.
She scrunched her eyes and held her breath when his whiskers brushed the inside of her thigh. Her legs trembled but rather than lay them flat for stability, Bronto pushed them out to the sides, spreading them farther apart. Her female area opened and warm air caressed her flesh. For the first time this evening embarrassment plagued her. A different type of heat washed through her blood. Instinctively she wanted to close her legs but it wasn’t possible with him lying between them.
“Relax, Ivy,” he coaxed in between subtle pecks to the inside of her thigh. “I want you to feel me. If you’re tense, you won’t experience the pleasure.”
She released the breath with a heavy swoosh but sucked in another when his fingers rested on either side of her woman’s folds and he spread them apart. She wanted to shout no! But the instant his hot tongue lapped the sensitive bud, her chest exploded in tingles and prickles and her mind screamed yes.
The sensation was…it was…oh gosh, indescribable. Her back arched and bottom jutted forward. “Ahh,” she moaned, rolling her head from side to side.
What she thought couldn’t get any better, did. She rocked her hips up and down, up and down, side to side, following the motion of his tongue. Internal pressure built from the base of her spine to the wee tips of her fingers.
As it reached a point of explosion she gyrated faster and faster, she outstretched her fingers and clawed the fur. A slow burn erupted beneath his tongue, rushing toward her belly then into her chest like the evolution of a flame. She burned. She burned so bad.
Then it stopped.