When Quinn sank her fingers into his hair and kissed him with the same frenetic energy running through him, Reece knew their first joining would be fast and furious. Their second and third as well, but by the fourth time, surely he would have come enough to at least get all their clothes off…
“Need you in me now, Reece,” Quinn demanded before she greedily took over his mouth again. Her responsiveness caused fissions of pleasure to bring a haze of moisture to his eyes. Feeling a little unmanned, he quickly blinked the salty liquid away. Starving to touch and taste her all over, he carried his woman to the bed and put her down in the centre of it. Then, with one long look at the silky glow of her skin, Reece followed her down. With her legs still wrapped around his waist, his cock remained lodged against her pussy. Reece couldn’t resist the temptation to rock his hips, groaning into her mouth with the sheer pleasure of it.
The need to breathe finally had Reece lifting his head. Staring down into Quinn’s lust-heavy eyes, he slid one hand over her full breast to tug on her beaded nipple. Desperate to find out if she tasted as sweet and as perfect as he imagined, but needing to know she was there with him all the way, he asked, “You want me? Want this?”
Thrusting her bra-covered breast into his hand, she answered, “Yes, I don’t know what’s happening or why, but I know you’re feeling the same way I am. I need you, so badly. Please, Reece, touch me, take me.”
A shudder shook his body at her words. She may not be a dryad or even an immortal, but Reece couldn’t imagine any other female complementing and completing him better than the woman in his arms. By the sky, how he wanted to feel her hands touching him, caressing him as he’d dreamed.
The thought hadn’t finished forming in his mind when Quinn reached between them to cup Reece through the material of his pants before teasing her fingers up his length. A quick flick of her wrist and she’d released his throbbing cock. He sucked in a sharp breath when his erection sprang free and her dainty palm cupped his heated length. Up and down she stroked him until he couldn’t stop the rumbles of need growling out of him.
When she rubbed a drop of pre-cum on the head of his dick, Reece focused on the plight of the rainforest to prevent himself from coming then and there. Quinn would soon learn that immortals rarely went soft when their mate was around, but he didn’t want his seed spilled in her hand the first time he came with her.
Needing her bare to him, available for his touch and tongue, Reece had the pretty silk bra off in seconds. When her beautiful breasts were finally naked, he wasted no time indulging his desire to touch and taste. He bent his head and sucked a berry-coloured bud into the heat of his mouth. The flavour and scent of her were familiar to him, as if he’d tasted her before.
Shaking the thought away, Reece rocked his hips deeper into her hold as she continued to stroke him. He took her neglected breast into his mouth and laved the nipple with his tongue before drawing hard on the sensitive flesh.
Afraid of rushing Quinn, but needing to be inside her before he lost his mind, Reece wanted to cry out in relief and thanksgiving when his wonderful female freed her hands in an attempt to yank his pants off.
The pants were ripped off his body so fast Reece had a brief thought of how many pieces they might be in before dismissing it from his mind. Other more delightful issues needed his attention.
“I can’t believe how soft you are,” Quinn marvelled as she took him in hand again. She squeezed him tight while stroking the sensitive flesh until Reece teetered on the verge of orgasm. The scent of his mate’s arousal filled the air, making him drunk with desire and forcing his cock to harden even more.
“You have to be naked, Quinn. Need to see and taste all of you.” He didn’t wait for her approval. Reece simply used his heightened strength to tear the remaining clothes from her body. With every second that passed, he lost himself to the inner beast that lived inside every predatory male. His mate allowed the show of dominance as he inserted a thigh to spread her legs wider before he settled his hips between them. He used one finger to test her readiness and groaned when it came back soaked. The scent of her need and passion perfumed the air until Reece couldn’t hold himself back any longer.
A low, hoarse groan escaped his lips as he aligned his cock to her dripping pink pussy and a hard, fast thrust seated him to the hilt in a single stroke. The wet inner walls clung to him, fisting his cock tightly until he swore the pleasure would stop his immortal heart. The pleasure built until it took over his movements, narrowed his focus until nothing existed outside their bodies. The unyielding hold of her pussy had him working his shaft in and out of her with short jabs, any thoughts of rhythm and pacing having flown out of his head.
Making sure his weight rested on his arms instead of his mate, Reece looked at Quinn quivering beneath him. “You feel incredible,” he panted out. “Mine, my mate.”
“Yes,” Quinn agreed on a low gasp of pleasure as her inner walls fisted down on his cock, making it even tighter around him. She cried out, whimpered and pleaded for more while she arched her hips to match his pace.
Helpless to do anything but please his mate, Reece pounded into her faster and harder. Racing to the explosive release just out of reach, he saw the shimmer of the mate bond extend from them both. When Quinn’s eyes popped open, he knew she saw and felt it too. With an almost audible snap, the bond clicked in place, connecting them for the rest of their now immortal lives.
They stared at each other in wonder. Quinn broke the eye contact first as she cried out in release. Her slick pussy milked his cock as he shoved inside one last time before his seed pulsed out of him. Tremors shook his frame as jet after jet of semen streamed into her hungry body. His strength drained, he collapsed on top of Quinn’s sweating body. He nuzzled her peaked nipple while her pussy continued to squeeze his hard length in aftershocks of pleasure.
“Well, shit,” she muttered, then fell silent.
And Reece couldn’t help but agree. Really, after the world had exploded and reformed around them, what else was there to say?
Arms wrapped firmly around Reece’s back, Quinn enjoyed the feel of his solid body covering her as her little aftershocks of pleasure rocked her. With his hard cock still deep inside her, she wondered if there was enough life left in her body for another round. While she had no clue how the man remained hard after she’d seen fireworks, she knew he’d come. She’d felt the hot splash of his release deep inside her…
“Oh shit!” How could she have been so stupid? A hard shove to Reece’s damp chest did nothing to move the man. He only moaned and gave a small thrust of his hips that had Quinn rethinking her plan to move him off. Finally, she resorted to the tried and true mom method of getting a male to move.
She grabbed his perfect earlobe and twisted the shit out of it.
“Ouch, woman!” Those sated blue eyes sort of glowed as he glared down at her. He used one hand to rub his punished flesh. “What was that for?” The offended tone would have made her smile in any other circumstance, but not now.
“Get off me, you overgrown tree branch.” Pushing for all she was worth didn’t move Reece a bit.
In a powerful show of his inhuman strength, Reece wrapped his arms around her, and easily flipped their positions until he was settled with her legs on either side of his hips. He kissed a path down her neck with his talented lips and pulled back his hips until his cock was almost free, only to slam back inside.
He groaned and she wanted to do the same. The slickness of her body doubled with the addition of Reece’s cum. And that brought her right back to the problem at hand.
Sitting up pushed his thick length deeper inside her and they both moaned at the connection. “Can’t yet,” she said, pressing a hand against his firm chest.
“What?” The man look astonished at her words. “I say we’re doing it damn well, better than anything I’ve ever felt before, that’s for sure.”
“Protection. You’re not getting me knocked up then leaving me with a little sapl
ing growing in my belly.” The brief thought of carrying Reece’s child didn’t scare the crap out of her like she’d expect. Instead, the idea of a little boy or girl with his blue eyes and her dark hair made her yearn for something she’d never contemplated before.
“Sapling?” Blue eyes blinked in confusion and the haze of lust lifted slightly.
“Pregnant, genius,” she retorted, though she made no move to get off him. Her inner muscles acted independently of her—the slutty things squeezed and flexed over his hard length causing both of them to pant while they tried to focus on the conversation.
Gasping for breath, Reece finally answered her, “Not pregnant, not the right time for either one of us. Immortal means no disease, giving or receiving. You’re safe. Would never endanger my mate…”
Yada, yada, yada… Quinn only heard the part about no pregnancy before her libido took over. She scooted farther up, almost purring when his cock sank even deeper inside her. Unable to stop herself, Quinn impaled herself on him over and over again, riding him as though she were a cowgirl in the rodeo finals.
“More,” Reece demanded. He pushed up into her hard enough to lift her knees off the bed. “Take all of me.” He surged up into her, slid one hand from her hip to the back of her neck and tugged her down. When she bent over him, her breasts swinging with the movement, he angled his neck in order to suck one then the other into the furnace heat of his mouth.
Then it was her turn to demand more. “Reece!” she cried out, not sure what she was asking for but knowing she needed it. She danced over the edge of pleasure.
Slipping a hand between their straining bodies, Reece flicked her clit before taking the swollen bud between his fingers and pinching hard.
The blurred line of pleasure/pain was just what she needed. She fell over the edge, screaming her release against his salty skin as the climax rocked her world. Reece came at the same time, holding her hips to his as his cock pulsed his release into her clenching pussy.
Chapter Five
Hours later, Quinn found herself wrapped in Reece’s arms while his lips devoured hers in a hungry, heated kiss. They’d just finished a long shower where they’d each come several times, but she already needed him again. Since she’d only managed to pull on her underwear, Reece had little clothing to stop his wandering hands.
She dropped her towel and pressed her hands on his chest. She fisted the soft cotton of his shirt as she tried to draw him closer, his mouth slanting over hers for a deeper angle. With just that touch, her body went up in flames, her pussy aching to be filled again. Their previous encounters had only succeeded in whetting her appetite for more of Reece—his touch, his taste and his cock.
She kissed him back eagerly, sucking on his tongue as she tunnelled her fingers through his dark, thick hair. He groaned, pulling her tighter against his hard body and equally hard cock. Wetness pooled between her legs at the thought of having him thrusting inside her over and over again. She wanted him to take her until the craving clawing through her was appeased.
Quinn keened low approval in the back of her throat as Reece swung her into his arms. Just another thing to make her fall even deeper under this immortal’s spell.
Once in her bedroom, he deposited her gently on the wide, soft mattress. Not breaking contact between their lips, he lay his weight on top of her eager frame, wedging his hips between her spread legs. Quinn moaned at the feel of his hardness pressing against her swollen clit. Reece rocked his hips against her while driving the flames of their passion higher and higher.
He made short work of stripping her now damp underwear. Quinn’s nipples tightened as Reece stared down at her flushed chest. His bright blue eyes practically glowed as he looked at her heavy breasts. Placing a hand under each swollen globe he circled his tongue around each tight nipple in turn. “I can’t get enough of you.”
Going to his knees, he dragged his damp tongue across Quinn’s sensitive stomach. Her abdomen involuntarily drew in as he swirled his tongue inside the sensitive dip of her belly button. When he reached the top of her underwear, Reece carefully took them between his teeth and slowly pulled them down her body before tossing them over his shoulder. “No more underwear, mate. Like you naked and ready for me.”
“Um…okay.” If any other male in existence had tried that line on her, Quinn would have introduced his balls to the back of his throat. But Reece’s words had her feeling sexy, cherished and desired.
When he ran his callused palms up the inside of her legs, she automatically spread herself even more for him. He pressed kisses to the dip between her hip and upper thigh as she speared her fingers through his long, silky hair.
Rivers of heat streaked from Reece’s mouth to her quivering pussy, and her juices trickled from her inner lips. Sucking in desperate gulps of oxygen, she caught Reece’s worshipful gaze as he glanced from her eyes to her pussy. He gave her a smouldering look as he parted his lips. “Your sweet honey is addictive, mate. I can’t get enough of your taste.”
Her cunt convulsed in remembered pleasure the second before his mouth lowered to her eager flesh. He was ravenous as he licked at her opening and flicked his tongue against her clit, torturing her with his teasing, then pulling away. The man had learnt all her hot buttons and didn’t hesitate to use that knowledge to drive her insane with need.
A hungry look grew in his eyes as he opened his mouth and latched onto her clit and sucked hard. Each pull of his mouth set fire racing through her veins. She threw her head back and screamed her pleasure to the universe as her pussy pulsed and clenched, needing more while a powerful orgasm washed through her.
Legs still shaking, Quinn blinked open her eyes to find Reece still kneeling before her, his lips shiny with her juices. She desperately wanted him inside her.
“More,” she said, panting, tears trailing down her cheeks as her emotions overwhelmed her. “Need you inside me now.”
Reece looked into Quinn’s heated gaze, her face damp from their passion, and his heart skipped a beat at the trust and vulnerability he saw in her eyes. He moved his fingertips up to her cheekbones and traced them before sliding his hands into her silky brown hair. He couldn’t wait to see all those glorious locks spread over his chest, or, better yet, his thighs as she sucked his cock down her throat.
He stood up, drew his mate into his arms and kissed her while caressing her back and ass. “Always,” he responded to her demand. “You’ll always have me, as much as you need or want.”
Quinn sighed happily as he pressed his still hard erection against the heated silk of her pussy. He rubbed his chin against the top of her head, wanting their scents marking each other everywhere, luxuriating in the softness of her hair. He felt her smile against his chest as she snuggled deeper into his side. This tiny human female with the will of a warrior and the brain of a scholar was his destiny. He’d known it instinctively, but somehow the more time they spent together, the more right everything seemed.
Reece wanted to express everything he was thinking, to tell Quinn everything going through his mind and the emotions in his heart, but he didn’t have a clue how to start. In the end, he simply bent and pressed a kiss to her forehead, each eyelid, her nose then finally her lips.
When he lifted his head, Quinn blinked her eyes open slowly. They glowed softly—taking on more and more of his dryad traits each time they came together. She’d never looked so beautiful.
She smiled softly at whatever she saw in his expression.
If he couldn’t find the words to say, then maybe she’d understand his body language.
“Let’s go to bed. I want to try and take it slow this time.” Not that he thought there was a chance in hell, but Reece at least wanted to make the attempt. To show his mate he had good intentions to start with as his blood began to heat.
Sliding him a wicked smile, Quinn winked as she followed him from the bathroom. “Think we’ll make it?”
“I’m going to try my hardest, but that means no touching.”
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nbsp; Immediately she stuck her lower lip out. “But I like touching you.” To prove the point, she explored his chest and abs with her hands. A trail of fire burned everywhere she touched. She worked her way down, her path and intentions clear as day. Reece nearly exploded when her hand wrapped around his throbbing shaft. The minx swallowed his moan with a kiss. He could see her power over him fanning the flames of desire even higher.
He sucked in a breath at the heated look in her eyes. “Yes, and I love you touching me as well, but if I want this to last longer than the time it takes me to get you on a flat surface, you can’t touch me.” Then he kissed her again, but this time it revealed all the banked passion and heat he’d barely contained last time. He wanted all of her—body, heart, and soul.
Quinn moaned and pressed against him as they kissed, her clasping his shoulders. But when he finally tore his mouth away to taste the tender skin of her neck, she pulled back and whispered, “I want to taste you.”
His cock jumped in total agreement with the idea, but common sense demanded attention as well. “You touch me and it’s all over. I need to tie your hands down if I hope to last more than five minutes in bed with you.”
“Next time,” she promised in a husky whisper. Then, with a small push to his chest, Quinn sent him toppling onto the bed. Deciding to relinquish control, he relaxed back on the bed and prayed he’d keep his hands to himself long enough to let his mate have her time in the driver’s seat.
Gritting his teeth, holding back his release by the edge of his teeth, he watched her every move. Though he was desperate to have Quinn, he wanted to give her the chance to sate her desires. When she leaned over him, kissing and nipping her way down his throat to his chest, Reece didn’t think he’d live through the pleasure.
When he reached for her, unable to stop the desire to have her in his arms, she lifted her head and shot a heated smile at him.
“Not done yet,” she warned with a seductive smile that made all his blood rush straight between his thighs. Then she pushed his hands down and continued what she’d been doing, paying attention to first one nipple then the other before continuing downward.
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