His fingers delved under the hem of her skirt, then higher. When he brushed the outside of her panties and found them damp, he growled at the same time that she whimpered. He stroked the fabric before dipping beneath to touch her flushed, wet sex. She surged at the contact, and when he rubbed against her clit, she bit him.
But even with her skirt bunching around her waist, he fought to get the best angle to touch her.
Finally, with a frustrated growl, he tore her panties. The ripped fabric drifted to the floor. Then his hand covered her fully, his fingers stroking between her lips, his thumb on her clit. His other hand gripped her waist, holding her to the wall, otherwise she would have collapsed
in a heap of ecstasy.
He held her that way, pinning her as he worked her relentlessly. Sensation overwhelmed as she felt herself gleam with pleasure, crazy with desire. She clawed at his back.
Gods, Kell. She panted into his mouth. Yes. Just like that. Yes.
The orgasm tore through her like a supernova, heat and light and release. She would have fallen to the ground if he hadnt held her in place against the wall. Her cry could have been heard from one end of the solar system to the other, but she didnt care. It was so good .
When she could open her eyes, she saw him staring at her, licking his fingers. Watching his tongue lap up her juices set her body aflame, and she wanted him so badly she shook with the force of it.
Im going to fuck you, Mara. His gaze burned her. Here. Now.
Youd better, she managed to gasp, and was rewarded with his low laughter.
All 8th Wing get the xalina vaccine. Which meant that he couldnt carry or transmit any of the social diseases that once plagued soldiers.
And I have the Tawaret chip implant. No children for her, thank you very much.
Their gazes locked, both understanding at the same moment that there would be nothing between them, only his skin to her skin.
They both tangled with the button and zipper on his pants, and he moaned in relief as his cock sprang free. She licked her lips. His cock was thick, curved and perfect. She reached for it, but he batted her hand away.
Im in command here.
Are you sure about that? Deliberately taunting, she leaned against the wall and angled her hips up so he could see her slick pussy.
He cursed, something crude and raw, and she loved it. This was the man without control, and she was the woman who made him lose it. Power coursed through her.
His hands gripped her thighs, lifting her up. She felt the slight raised square on one of his palms the chip that allowed him to fly a Black Wraith ship. That detail fluttered away as he braced her against the wall, his strength taking all of her weight. Then he drove into her. Gods. He filled her almost to the point of pain, but that gave the sensation an extra edge, and already she found herself at the very beginnings of another climax. When he started to move, thrusting with deep, hard strokes, the orgasm broke in long, liquid waves.
Cantstopcoming.
Wont let you stop. He spoke through clenched teeth. His hips drew back and then surged forward.
She moaned, the wall hard at her back, Kell hard against and within her. Her legs wrapped around him. She barely noticed that she was almost completely dressed, from her gauntlets to her boots, but what consciousness she could spare for this element pushed her orgasm even further, longer. It felt as if pleasure burned her from the inside out, until nothing would be left but a charred shelland she didnt mind that at all. This was the best way to meet eternity.
He was fierce and relentless, his strong body moving, words of praise and demand tumbling from him as he fucked her with brutal, tender purpose. No one had made her feel this way before. No one touched her as he did now, knowing what she needed and what she craved without having to say anything.
Come. She dug her nails into his shoulders. Come inside me. I want that, Kell.
YesMistress.
She almost laughed, but the sound was lost as he groaned out his release. She felt it, the heat of him spilling within her, shockwaves moving through him, through her.
For some time, they remained as they were: panting, sweat-slick, Kell still deep inside her,
holding her tightly to the wall as her arms and legs wrapped around him. Clasping him to her as if she feared letting him go.
They draped across the bed, still partially dressed. Neither had the strength to adjust their clothes or take them off, so all they could do was lie there, temporarily sated, as evening began to fall.
She lay on her stomach, he on his back. Their hands drifted, brushing against each other, creating little fires of sensation. It was warm and comfortable and intimate.
I was a princess, she said.
He turned his head to gaze at her, expression opaque. On Argenti.
The Skirens are one of Argentis finest and oldest families. Faint ridicule shaded her words.
She had heard that phrase most of her life, and almost believed it was inscribed upon the familys crest. Involved in all levels of the government. Upstanding citizens. One of my great-great-grandmothers is on a cred card. Our annual Solstice Gathering is broadcast to every corner of the planet.