White-hot heat pooled in her belly, snaking upward, making her nipples tighten until she exploded. She rode the crest of her orgasm, fighting the urge to scream her delight, gripping the comforter on either side of her as she came.
The sweet torture was like a tidal wave of pleasure, lifting her up then dragging her under, leaving her boneless and weak.
Cormac kneaded her thighs, massaging the muscles to ease the tension until she felt like a puddle of melted butter, but her hands itched to touch him, to experience the most intimate parts of his body.
Tugging on his wide shoulders, she dragged him upward, his chest scraping her tight nipples, his abs pressing into the soft flesh of her belly. When his mouth took hers again, the urge to order him to make love to her was strong, but she resisted in favor of slowing down and making this first time together last.
Rolling him to his back, she pinned him with a thigh around his legs, pulling his head close for another kiss, running her hands over his sleek lines until she reached his cock. Long and hard, he pulsed against her fingertips when she let them skim the hot flesh.
Cormac cupped her breast, running his thumb over her nipple, tweaking it, sending shooting waves of heat to her core, renewing her lust, stoking the embers of her desire.
Her pulse raced as she tried to slow this aching need, this agonizing want to have him inside her. Bracing her hands on his chest, Teddy slithered down along his body, sighing at the skin-to-skin contact, until she was at his hip, pulling at him and encouraging him to roll toward her.
She wasted no time in enveloping his cock between her hands, her fingers grasping him firmly, twisting upward and back down along the length again. He writhed against her when she sipped at his silken flesh, kissing him, licking, before she took him into her mouth.
Cormac tensed, his body rigid from the moment the heat of her lips surrounded him, and then he moaned, long and low, muttering something unintelligible.
He dragged his hand through her hair, pulling her close when she cupped his testicles, gently kneading them, running her tongue over his cock until his hips rolled against her, pushing, driving, thrusting.
“No more,” he panted, husky and deep, pulling his hips back from her, gripping her shoulders.
Teddy wrapped her arms around his shoulders and hauled herself up along his body, pinning him to the bed, capturing his mouth as she straddled him.
As she looked down at him, this man she’d fallen so deeply in love with, her chest tightened when he caught her watching him. He let his fingers walk along her arm and up toward her mouth. Pressing them to her lips, he said, “I love you.”
She caught his hand in hers, cupping it against her cheek, and closed her eyes, inhaling the scent that was all Cormac. “I love you, too, Cormac.”
His moan of urgency made her lift her hips, allowing him the space to move beneath her and settle at her entrance.
This was the moment she’d waited four months for. The moment when they’d become one. Holding her breath, Teddy leaned back, snapping a picture in her mind of their flesh, his darker, hers lighter, preparing to connect.
Cormac’s first thrust upward made her gasp, stretched her, making her brace the heels of her hands on his chest as she adjusted.
That moment, that magically sweet moment when they connected, was sheer bliss. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head, her body swaying in his arms, which had come up around her to keep her from pitching backward.
Strong and sure, she gripped his forearms and raised her hips, thrusting downward on his cock, whimpering at how completely he filled her.
And then they found their rhythm, the special place where two people who connect meet and find completion.
Cormac felt it, too. She knew he did when his eyes opened wide and filled with surprise, before they became heavy with desire and he lifted his head to capture one of her nipples, rolling his tongue over the beaded bud.
Wrapping her arms around his head, Teddy cradled him close as their flesh met and pulled away, their chests rose and fell, their breathing became raspy.
That rush of heat assaulted her again, threading along her veins, pulsing in ripples of need until she knew she couldn’t hold on much longer.
Cormac’s last thrust, slick and white-hot, drove her to the brink, the pleasure so intense, she cried out and gripped his shoulders. “Cormac!”
The world titled, tipped, crashed around her. The pounding of her pulse in her ears drowned out everything else. Everything but Cormac and the steady beat of his heart and his moans of pleasure as he, too, found release.
As the last vestiges of her climax subsided, Teddy clung to him, tears stinging her eyes. One managed to escape and roll down her cheek, plopping against his face.
He brought his hands up to her face, bracketing it with his wide palms, wiping her cheek with his thumb with a smile before cradling her in his arms.
As Cormac pulled her tight, he gave her a light nudge. “Well, I think we consummated the life mate thing all right and proper, don’t you?