Earth's Blood (Earth Reclaimed)
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His cock jerked in her hand. If he didn’t watch it, he’d come before he even got inside her. He let go of her nipple and gazed at her. “How would ye like us to be?”
She rubbed fluid that had leaked from his cock around the head and then put her fingers in her mouth and sucked on them. “Mmm. Sweet. You taste so sweet.” She gifted him with an impish grin. “It’s a hard choice. It always is with you. I want to do it all. Fuck you, taste you, touch you. How about this?” She slid from beneath him, flipped over, and got to her hands and knees.
The perfect globes of her ass separated, showing him everything. Red curls, spiky with her juices, gleamed in pale moonlight streaming through the window. Fionn’s breath hitched. Presented to him like that, her sex was incredibly arousing. He moved behind her, curved fingers around his shaft, and guided himself home. Her muscles clenched tight as soon as he was inside and then fluttered as she released and tightened over and over. He threw back his head, closed his eyes, and gave himself up to the ecstasy of the moment. Sensation knifed through him, so sweet and hot it set fire to every nerve in his body.
She butted him with her hips, and he laughed. Obviously, she wanted him to move.
“I can do you one better, lass.” He reached between her legs and rubbed her swollen nub. Holding firmly to the center of her sex, he drew his cock out and drove himself into her long and slow. Fionn plumbed her again and again. He focused on her and remembered to breathe. If he didn’t, he’d speed his strokes until he drowned her in semen. It would happen soon enough anyway. His balls snugged tight against his body, aching for release.
She clamped down on him, muscles rippling against his shaft. Her hips bucked. She cried his name and her fingers clawed at the sheets.
“That’s right, mo croi, come for me. Come for me.” Somewhere in the midst of her climax, his body got the better of him. He passed beyond control, and his cock got so hard, it felt like it was about to burst. Semen arced into her over and over. One spasm blended with the next until he was certain he’d keep coming forever.
Fionn stayed on his knees, gasping for breath. He’d never had orgasms like he had with Aislinn. Climaxes that lasted beyond reason, that left him feeling euphoric and wrung out and exhilarated all at the same time. He pulled out of her body. His cock was still hard, and it glistened with their combined fluids.
She collapsed beneath him, panting and laughing. “You are the best lover,” she said between breaths. “And it just keeps getting better.”
He lay on his side next to her and opened his arms. She scooted into them. “I feel the same way about you, mo croi. Ye take me so high, we snatch a piece of the heavens when we make love.”
She snuggled close. In minutes, the pattern of her breathing told him she was sinking into sleep. He moved his head at an angle so he could watch her. He wanted to savor the moment and lose himself in the tenderness he felt for the incredible woman drowsing in his arms.
Fionn sighed. He’d be back to strategizing and problem-solving soon enough. They were far from out of the woods. The Lemurians had obviously bred like rats. Goddess only knew how many of them had infiltrated Earth. And then there were the hybrids and the dark gods… Sleep tugged at his eyelids. There’d be time enough later to figure everything out. For now, he had Aislinn. She was so much more than he’d ever hoped for, he still couldn’t believe she was his.
Aye, the gods truly smiled upon me, for she and I found one another. ’Tis more than enough. With his arms around the woman he loved more than life itself, Fionn let sleep take him.
THE END
THIS STORY CONCLUDES IN EARTH’S HOPE, BOOK THREE OF THE EARTH RECLAIMED SERIES.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Ann Gimpel is a clinical psychologist with a Jungian bent. She’s also a mountaineer and vagabond at heart. A lifelong aficionado of the unusual, she began writing speculative fiction on a bet. Since then her short fiction has appeared in a number of webzines, magazines and anthologies. Her paranormal romance and urban fantasy novels are widely available in e-format and print. When she’s not writing, she’s hiking, skiing, or climbing with her husband and three wolf hybrids.
Table of Contents
Title
Copyright
Acknowledgements
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Sixteen
Chapter Seventeen
Chapter Eighteen
Chapter Nineteen
Chapter Twenty
Chapter Twenty-One
Chapter Twenty-Two
Chapter Twenty-Three
Chapter Twenty-Four
Chapter Twenty-Five
Chapter Twenty-Six
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Chapter Twenty-Eight
Chapter Twenty-Nine
Chapter Thirty
Continued
About Ann Gimpel