Page 76 of Loched in Love

She swallows hard and leans closer before thrusting her hands into my hair. The move has her fingers rushing along my scalp, sending up new and raw sensations skittering over me.

Her hands stroke across my chest as she presses kisses to my face, and clutches me to her.

I growl low in my throat, trying to hold still for her as I feel her hands reach down low and wrap around my thick cock.

My pulse quickens into longing as she rotates her hand and fists me lightly, and I groan, our breaths mixing as my hands clench and knead at her softness.

“Do you need the salve, Elena?” I murmur, wondering if she truly is as aroused as the bond tells me and can take me as I am, or if she’ll need assistance.

“Nuh uh,” she groans, as she raises up off my lap high enough to run the head of my thick cock through her slick heat.

I grind up into her when she bends her body and begins to take the head of me, and fight to stay lucid as she slowly sinks down on my thickness.

“Gods, you feel so bloody good,” I breathe out on an exhale, and run my fingers through the nape of her neck before pulling her mouth to mine.

She tastes like paradise, and my muscles go rigid as she raises herself and sinks down again, a short whine leaving her as she rides me, seating me as far as she can inside her voluptuous body.

“Lachlan, I’ve never felt so good. It’s almost too much.”

My thighs begin to shake beneath her and my nostrils flare as I fight to keep control and stay still, but after a moment she gyrates a bit more, becoming accustomed to my size as her body works up a slick wetness.

Elena moans, her back arching as her sweet cunt suddenly spasms around me, clenching so tightly I see stars behind my closed eyelids.

Broken whimpers break from her lips as she shunts herself up and down my cock, her big, berry tipped breasts jiggling and bouncing with the motion. I reach up and tweak one nipple, watching her brows pinch together as her body tightens down on mine like a vise.

She’s fucking perfection.

I roam my hands over her as she loses herself, squeezing her thick arse as I start to move, ignoring the tinkling of coin cascading around us.

Her inner muscles spasm and clench hard as I begin to move my hips and thrust lightly, filling her sweet pussy to the brim and pulling back again, feeling her hands tighten on my shoulders.

Her body softens and relaxes as I press deeper, relishing how tight and how hot her body is sliding around me. How perfect she is for me and how she makes me feel has the oxygen in my lungs turning thick as my gaze begins to dilate. My thrusts turn harder and more sure as she rides me down, her thick thighs quaking with it as we move together as one. I quicken my pace until a gasp of pure pleasure peels from her lips.

Oncoming pressure ignites within me and I grit my teeth and thrust harder, gripping at her thighs as I shift a hand down low to play with the sweet nub between her legs.

I thumb at her clitoris and rub firmly as I fuck her, while she grinds down on my hips.

“Oh god, I’m going to come,” she grates out, as my fingertips dig into the thick flesh of her ass cheeks.

Dots begin to float and dance in my vision. My balls tighten as her moans turn into shouts of ecstasy while I’m on the verge of losing myself inside her. Her body convulses above me as she cries out my name, and I’m lost.

Her sweet pussy squeezes me, clamping onto me with a tight grip, and I come with a harsh groan of pleasure, grunting with pure animal satisfaction as I release myself into her, coming in a shuddering wave.

I kiss her everywhere on her face, telling her sweet things of praise as our bodies shudder, squeezing her to me as her body spasms.

My Loch Ness queen is thoroughly exhausted as the frantic rush of adrenaline slowly recedes, leaving us tangled together on the cooling edge of the golden mountain.

Elena rests her forehead against my chest, her breaths coming in shallow, contented puffs against my skin, the gold crown finally slipping from her brow and sitting among the pile beside us.

I stroke her back with the palms of my hands, tracing the smooth curve of her spine beneath the loose cotton shirt. Even through her exhaustion, I can feel her internal confusion humming through our mental link, a quiet, bewildered wonder at her own sudden, uncharacteristic aggression.

“Lachlan,” she murmurs aloud, her voice muffled against my collarbone. “I don’t know what just came over me, and I’m a bit shocked at myself. It was like I was in a haze of need that I couldn’t shake. I’m so sorry.”

A low, affectionate chuckle rumbles deep from my chest and I wrap my arms tighter around her, kissing the top of her head. “Don’t apologize. You are adjusting to a very primitive magic, my flower. I’m positive it’s the mate bond.”

She shifts, looking up at me with wide, curious eyes. “The bond makes you a sex tyrant?” she asks, a teasing but genuine question. “It felt like I was trying to command you, and I should be really tired after the last few days.” Her cheeks begin to pinken.

“Not a tyrant. You’re my mate in truth,” I explain softly, sending a wave of reassurance through our connection. “For centuries my true form has been tied to this cavern, hoarding gold and defending my territory. When we completed the bond, you didn’t just gain a mermaid’s tail Elena, you absorbed a piece of my nature. My instincts, or some of them, will become yours.”