Sweat broke out over his body as he left her breasts and nibbled her ribs, her hips, then he moved back up her body. He wanted her with an inhuman need. Wanted things from her he dared not name. These thoughts of claiming her, of keeping her, should not be on his mind.
And yet they were. Amanda ran her hand through his hair. She held him close as he nibbled his way from her lips to her throat, then down to her breasts where he took his time tasting her. His tongue circled her hardened nipple, teasing and stroking. He seemed insatiable as he devoured her like a starving man at a banquet.
Then slowly, carefully, he worked his way down her body. His long canine teeth scraped her skin with such tenderness that it amazed her. His hands burned her as he ran them beneath her hips. He slid his tongue down her hipbone, to her thigh.
He spread her legs wider and slowly laved his way up her inner thigh. She held her breath, writhing in anticipation of his touch. When he hesitated, she looked down to find him staring up at her. The raw, possessive look on his face stole her breath.
His gaze held hers enthralled as he gently, slowly, ran his finger down her cleft, then back up. She shivered in response to his touch. He separated her tender folds, and took her into his mouth, all the while watching her.
Amanda cried out at the fierce ecstasy that ripped through her. No man had done that to her before. He closed his eyes and moaned in a way that reverberated through her. His tongue slid in and around, making her entire body jerk and quiver with every sensuous lick he delivered.
Running her hand through his tousled curls, she arched her back, opening her legs wider to give him complete access to her. Kyrian shook at the taste of her. He'd never wanted anything as much as he wanted this woman. There was something about her that drove him wild. But he could feel his Dark-Hunter powers straining. Feel the animal in him awakening.
These were the powers he used when he fought or tracked. Powers that enabled him to sense his surroundings on a greater level. They made him aware of her heart pounding in her chest. Of the little tremors in her body that responded to his lips and tongue.
He felt the pleasure he was giving her and it made his body throb in time with the blood rushing through her thighs, which cradled his face. He closed his eyes as he fought the urge once again to sink his teeth into her thigh and taste her blood on his tongue.
Amanda clutched him to her as he continued to pleasure her. His fangs gently scraped her, sending a shudder through her. She opened her eyes and saw him intent upon his actions. It was as if he had zenned completely on her and nothing else.
He was sex, she realized. His very being was focused on her and her pleasure with the same intensity she was sure he only used to stalk the Daimons. And when her release came, it was so fierce, so overwhelming, that she threw her head back and screamed out.
Still, he wasn't through with her. He growled as she released herself, but his licks never stopped. They became faster, stronger as he continued to feast on her body. She hissed in pleasure. It wasn't until she came twice more that he finally slowed. And even then he waited until the very last tremor had shaken her before he pulled away.
He rose up from between her legs and prowled up her body, slowly, methodically, like some hungry, powerful beast about to prey on its dinner. His eyes flashed like jet, and his fangs were visible as he breathed raggedly.
"Look at me, Amanda," he commanded as he ran his hand down to her thigh. "I want to see your eyes when I take you."
Swallowing, she did as he asked. He cupped her face in his hand and kissed her deeply, then he took her hand into his and guided it to his swollen shaft. Without being told, she knew what he wanted. Arching her hips, she led him inside her, slowly, inch by long, full inch until he filled her deeply. She moaned at the sensation of his power inside her. At the hungry, needful look in his eyes.
As she started to pull her hand away, he covered it with his and held it against him. The hunger in his eyes intensified. "I want you to feel us joined," he said raggedly.
Amanda swallowed as he slid himself between her fingers and went even deeper inside her. In and out. It was the most erotic, incredible thing she'd ever known. They moaned simultaneously. Amanda saw the pleasure on his face as he rocked himself forcefully against her hips. "Oh, Hunter," she breathed.
He paused and looked down at her. "It's not the Dark-Hunter inside you right now, Amanda. It's me, Kyrian."
Joy exploded through her as she realized what he was offering her. He had let her inside him the same way she had allowed him to enter her. Reaching up, she cupped his face in her hands. "Kyrian," she breathed.
He smiled. "You feel even better than I thought you would," he said as she felt a shiver ran over his body. He dipped his head down and took her lips in a tender kiss as he delivered fierce, fast strokes to her. Hard, long, and deep. They tore through her, spiking pure bliss through her body.