Staring at my lips, he swiftly dipped his head, driving his tongue inside my mouth. I groaned as he grabbed either side of my face, sliding his tongue across mine, eating at my mouth ravenously before he drove his cock into me so viciously I bowed against him, crying out into his mouth. He added his own sharp, booming shout, his body rock solid over me as he lifted his hips away and drove back into me with bruising force, his mouth and tongue plundering my own as I groaned long and hard, my brain dizzy with pleasure, and body heating with craving, a craving for more of this, more from him, this beautiful, fierce man over me.
And he gave it. Pounding into me brutally, ruthlessly taking what he wanted even as he pressed his cock deep inside me, continuing to hit the spot deep inside as we both shouted and groaned, his mouth leaving mine to kiss, and suck and bite at my throat and shoulders, lifting my hands as he drove into me repeatedly, slamming them next to my head, holding them there, intertwining our fingers together as he lifted his head to stare down at me, ordering gruffly on a pant, “Lift your legs.”
I nodded jerkily, utterly breathless, doing as he said, lifting my legs further up his flexing sides.
“Get ready to scream for me,” he murmured, Shifter power swirling around us while his jaw clenched and…I did scream his name, bowing under him as he started a pounding rhythm inside me, his hips thumping against mine like a bulldozer, slamming me down into the mattress in quick succession with each of his swift, frenzied thrusts.
Passion stole my breath as I choked in pleasure, never having expected something this erotically satisfying, the other night a pale comparison, just as his mouth had been with alcohol dulling the senses. I whispered blindly, “Cain…Cain…Cain…”
I whimpered when he half faltered, staring down between our bodies, and he growled breathlessly before pounding into me brutally, gazing at where our bodies were repetitively joining. “You’re fucking spelled there, too.”
Yeah, I was. “Normally white.” My head shook distractedly as the head of his cock continually thrust, bumping my cervix and sliding even deeper. “My fucking God, Cain.”
“And this,” he slammed into me, “is fucking heaven.” His wolf growled, before he rumbled with a lengthy groan, his power and scent churning chaotically, his eyes closing briefly as I nodded inattentively, a cry of urging tearing past my lips as he started rotating his hips, my insides sweltering in absolute desire.
Cain’s head dropped back, his throat muscles clenched as he shouted a deep pleasure filled groan, his pec and stomach flexing with each drive, his thick cock continually filling me past full, his fingers intertwined with mine holding tight as he inhaled sharply, dipping his head back down to stare me in the eyes, his lips parted, face painted with erotic intensity, harshly dominating.
I moaned at his continual driving thrusts, his pace relentless and merciless, his eyes beautiful, glowing, a stunning navy blue, just as mine were glowing a crystal blue, a fierce light against his face, something neither of us could control with the intensity of our pairing, the splendor of his gaze perfect, potent and rough all at once.
Gazes steadfast on one another as our hips continued to meet, skin slapping erotically, sweat glistened on our bodies. His quietly panting groans and breathes began to change, and his jaw clenched, eyes hooding even more, and he instantly altered his thrust, immediately grinding his pelvis against my clit with each drive. My jaw slowly fell open on a keening cry, my body instantly tightening under him, and he pressed harder, gaze savage as he stared down at me, nostrils flaring.
Blissful warmth stole through my limbs, making me tremble…and he hit the spot deep inside me simultaneously grinding against my clit. I jerked against him, and unwaveringly, he did it again, repeatedly hitting my spots. I choked, my body constricting in agonizing pleasure, and he began thrusting unbelievably faster, whispering breathlessly, “Fall, Sadie. Fall for me.”
My Core flared to life all on its own, feeling protected inside his massive amounts of power, my body glowed bright white as I bowed, and I felt him falter for a moment, hearing his quick intake of breath of shock, and tiny, brilliant stars shot off my body, flying into a chaos around us in a dome, my Elemental power manifesting, but not a beat later, he shoved into me hard, just right, my head flying back as I slipped over the edge, screaming, “Cain!” My mind flew into the stratosphere of twinkling paradise, floating on a haze of heated pleasure, my limbs not my own, suffused with their own heavenly warmth, as I convulsed under him, my channel squeezing his cock insistently in tight pulses, trying to keep him inside me where he felt perfect.
“Aw…shit!” Cain shouted in pleasure, a resounding amount of creative curses ringing in my ears as he pounded into me with a frenzied rhythm before slamming into me so hard I choked, and heard as he growled low, “Sadie…” Fingers digging into my glowing hands, my flesh only just starting to dim, his grip unbreakable as his body jerked over mine, his cock pulsating inside me, and I groaned softly at the feel deep within me, his strong muscled, damp body quivering, jerking over my own sweaty small frame. “Sadie…ah…ah, fucking hell…perfect.” Floating down from the warmth, I shuddered as he lowered himself on a guttural groan, resting his shuddering, heavy frame on top of me as he floated in his own bliss. His face was buried in the crook of my neck as his faltering hot breaths puffed against my flesh, our heartbeats pounding madly against each other’s chests, and he groaned quietly against my flesh, “I’m so fucking happy I left that note.”
“So am I,” I chuckled breathlessly, blinking open blurry eyes, but feeling damn near cross-eyed, I gave up on attempting to focus, and tilted my head and rested my cheek on his, closing my eyes again in exhaustion, hardly able to breathe and utterly light-headed…but I had never felt better, exactly where I wanted to be.
Having slipped out from under Cain after waking from the light doze I had fallen into, Cain breathing even in his own peaceful sleep, I made my way to the bathroom, feeling a wonderful type of ache between my legs. Still a little nervous for what I had just done, inviting, truly inviting this man into my life, the ramifications of having sex with him hitting me hard…but…at the same time, I couldn’t wipe the damn grin from my face, because I would do it again in a heartbeat. Feeling an odd pull to this man I had never felt before, a natural connection when we touched, or hell, even when I stared into his eyes.
Pulling my robe over my body after finishing in the bathroom, I went to the kitchen, bent, picking out a water bottle from the fridge. I stilled when I heard the front door close, but a second later huge, warm hands rested on my hips, gripping me firmly, and Cain’s strong, sturdy frame bent over me to whisper against my ear, “I’m not anywhere near done with you.”
Not even realizing he had snuck outside while I was in the restroom, a shaky exhale escaped at his gruff, seductive tone. “Why’d you go outside…and you’re not?”
“I moved my car so it wouldn’t be towed since I’m staying the night.” He chuckled quietly, tilting his head to place his soft lips at my throat, caressing them gently against my flesh, making me shiver as I dropped the bottle onto the ground. “And not a chance.” He nibbled softly up to my ear. “I want you back in bed.” A hard nip. “Now.”
I moaned, tilting my head for his demanding strokes. “I’d like that.”
And…I more than liked it after he twirled me, lifting me straight off my feet as I squealed, his red lips lifting at the edges with glowing eyes full of desire, and took me back to bed. Where we didn’t leave for the rest of the night before we passed out in complete physical exhaustion. All else forgotten as we consumed one another.
Waking sleepily, I mumbled a groan when the bed wobbled, my eyes slitting open to see it wasn’t even six in the morning yet. I rolled, rubbing my eyes, seeing Cain’s back to me as he sat on my bed, fully clothed, while he put on his socks and shoes. “Leavin’ a’ready?”