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I needed more, more now.
"Please," I begged, squirming against him, tilting my core toward his fingers. He didn't wait, didn't tease, but slid one inside, followed by another, his own gasp tickling my clit.
"You're… ridged?" His voice pitched on that last word. "Holy fuck, that's hot." He whispered the words against me. For one second I thought about telling him how the ridges helped to lay eggs, but now was not the time for that. I didn't want to do anything that might make him stop what he was doing.
He plunged deeper inside me, his fingers curling in a delicious movement as he increased the pressure, keeping a perfect rhythm, his tongue working my clit more before he moved down to lap at my entrance, adding pressure and heat to the movement of his fingers.
My hand tightened in his hair. It felt like I could not breathe, like I might die here, now, and that would be perfectly okay with me.
"Come for me, baby," Brody said, his words ragged, as though he was enjoying this just as much as I was. The thought drove me closer to the edge and when he ground my clit with a thumb, rubbing it in quick circles as he thrust in and out of me, I imagined the feel of his cock and plunged over, my thighs tightening around his head and shoulders as I bucked against him, crying out in absolute pleasure as the orgasm tore through me.
I was undone. Utterly destroyed. My thighs dropped to the side, my hand fell from his head as he lapped at me, soft, pleasure sounds emanating from him as he cleaned my juices from my lips and thighs.
"God, you taste so good," he said, finally looking up at me. His eyes were full of lust and longing, and I wanted him all over again.
The magic between us bathed our bodies in a blue, purple glow. I'd known from the moment he pressed his lips to my clit that this would work, but the tension of the geas had burst now and it was radiant. My heart ached, yearned for more of him. More that I didn't know if I could actually have.
"I need you, Selene," he said, his voice low, heavy with lust. "I need to be inside you." His chest heaved as though he had just completed one of the obstacle courses at the retreat, and I could practically hear the thudding of his heart.
How could I deny that? Even if I had wanted to. With the magic tingling through my body, forcing the bond between us ever tighter, there was no way at all. I reached for him, drew him up. He stripped off his tee, revealing a body that was lean but toned. I reached for the button on his jeans, yanking at the zip as he awkwardly kicked off his shoes and then stood to strip his pants off. He was completely naked before me, the strange magical glow making him the most magnificent thing I had ever seen. I needed to be free of my clothes too, to feel his skin against mine, to let his touch ruffle my feathers in all the right ways, so I dragged a talon down my tunic, tearing the fabric free and casting it aside.
His jaw went slack, his eyes widening as he viewed me in all my naked glory. I had the feeling that he would bow down and worship me again, like he'd already done, but I wanted his cock this time, thick and ready to give me what I needed.
"Make love to me, Brody. Fuck me senseless."
He didn't respond with words, but before I knew it, his body was covering mine, the heat of his skin warming me from the chill that had slid against me in those moments we'd been parted.
"I can't explain this," he said, kissing me softly, "but I feel so much for you. I want to give you everything you want. I don't want this to be over."
I opened my mouth, about to tell him that this was all we could be, that he was still in danger even if he had broken the geas, but he kissed me again, harder this time. Then he dragged my lower lip between his teeth, the perfect amount of pressure to edge between pleasure and pain. I gasped and kissed him again, harder this time, teeth clashing, my hands reaching around his back to draw him fully against me, one leg slipping behind him, a heel on his ass. It was like my body knew exactly what it wanted, and for now, my brain needed to take a holiday. I could not think with his cock resting against my mound, my belly. I needed him inside me.
Now.
"Please," I begged against his mouth, pressing fervent kisses to his chin, his neck, nipping him with my sharp teeth but trying not to draw blood.
One of his hands moved between us and slid between my lips, opening me up. I could feel him shift, feel the thick head of him press against my entrance. He tilted his hips, rocked against me, and my body responded, the slickness of my pleasure granting him access into my narrow canal.
I had never had sex before, never felt a man inside me, and each slow movement of him, deeper and deeper, made me gasp anew.
"Is this okay?" he asked, a worried frown on his face.
"Shut up and kiss me," I said, taking his mouth with my own, drawing him back into the moment. His body responded, thrusting inside me before he drew back with a slowness that was a delicious torment all of its own. I pressed my feet against his ass, begging wordlessly for him to fill me again. This time he thrust in faster, sliding all the way without resistance, though he tilted his head back, eyes closed, groaning in pleasure.
"You feel so fucking good," he said, gazing down at me as he pulsed inside, not moving too far from my core. It sent shivers of pleasure through me, but I needed more, bigger, harder thrusts. I needed him to give me all that he could.
"You feel amazing too, but do not go gentle on me. I need it harder. I need it wild like me, wild like your eyes." With those words, I dragged my talons across his shoulder, his gasp of pain and the resulting thrust driving my need higher. I pulled him down, licked the thin line of blood. He watched my lips, felt the arch of my core, and then he moved.
His thrusts were still too gentle at first, as he pulled all the way out before plunging back inside me. I sliced him again, gripping his hip with my other hand, digging the tips of my nails into his skin. He slammed inside me then and I moaned with pleasure. Then he was thrusting again, each pump harder, hitting my core and spiralling me into a pleasure greater than I had ever known. He held himself off me, giving himself greater leverage. I needed to clamp down, though, to bite something. I tilted my head to the side, finding his forearm and taking it in my mouth. Brody cried out in pleasure and pain as I sank my sharp teeth into him. Not taking a bite, just enough to keep me here in my body, to keep him in mine, to keep this heavenly tension as he thrust inside me again and again until I could feel my orgasm coming, my whole body tensing with it as he sped up, his face taut, sweat beading on his brow.
"Come for me," I murmured, releasing him from my teeth.
With those words, he lost it, his thrusts wild and magnificent, my brain exploding with pleasure as the orgasm rocked through my body, as his orgasm pumped inside me, filling me with his seed.
Oh.
Crap.
I couldn't do anything about that now though, lost again in the sensation of his body against mine, his organ pulsing inside me, my body thrumming around his.
