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This woman is mine. Always has been, always will be.
That smell of peaches assailed him and he licked ravenously at her nipple. First one, then the other, until she gasped and writhed against him, lifting her hips against his aching hard-on.
Slow down. But he couldn't make his body listen to his mind. He'd waited so long for this moment, and the fact she was eager and ready for him only made the wait that much more difficult.
Her scent drove him crazy, calling to him, demanding he taste her arousal. He shifted, pulling her dress over her hips and over her legs as he made his descent down her body. Her colorful panties gleamed bright in the moonlight. She bit her lower lip but didn't say a word as he knelt between her legs and grasped her panties, dragging them off.
The image of her spread out on the grass would stay with him forever. Naked and gloriously bronzed, her knees bent and her gorgeous pussy lay open to his perusal. Her mound was covered in a tiny thatch of dark hair, but her outer lips were bare, glistening with moisture.
He threaded his fingers over her stomach, watching her tensed reaction as he trailed slowly over the dark curls and lower. Tiny pants and moans escaped her throat and her pupils darkened as his fingers slid against her swollen pussy lips. He dipped one finger over the moisture gathered there and licked her juices off.
"Oh God," she whispered, shifting to sit up, her arms reaching out to him.
"Not yet," he said, gently nudging her back down and spreading her legs further apart. He flipped over onto his stomach and nestled between her legs. Inhaling her sweet scent, he licked and nibbled his way up her thighs. She clutched the grass around her, her body tight in anticipation of his next move.
What he'd wanted for hours was within his reach. He licked her outer lips, shuddering at the sweet taste of her nectar and drinking in her cries of delight. He slipped a finger inside her cavern and moved rhythmically in and out. With every sexy movement she made, his body responded with painful throbbing. Isabelle was amazingly responsive to his tongue and fingers. Her desire spurred him on, her sweet flavor making his entire body tighten with a painful need. His balls filled to the point of bursting.
He searched and found the hard nub of her clit, covering the hood with his mouth and gently sucking it in his mouth. She cried out as her orgasm hit, her cunt clenching tightly around his finger. A rush of juices poured onto his hand.
Damn! She thrashed around having the longest orgasm he'd ever watched. Her slick fluids drenched his fingers as he continued to pump inside her core, taking her up the long hill again until she bucked her hips against him and he bent down to lick her quickly.
"Oh, Dax, oh, I'm coming again!" This time she did scream. Loud and long as another intense climax tore through her.
He'd never seen anything like it. He pulled her close and held her shuddering body, gently pushing her sweat dampened hair away from her face, ignoring the intense pounding between his legs.
This was her moment, her release, and he wanted to experience every second of it with her.
He held her like that until her breathing became regular again, until the little whimpers in the back of her throat subsided. Those sounds she made, knowing he'd given her pleasure, pleased him more than he thought possible. In fact, he wouldn't mind hearing them again. And again. And then again. Because he wanted to pleasure her. Over and over and over until she screamed his name into the night.
"You haven't come in awhile, have you?" he asked, stroking her breasts with his fingertips, enjoying the way her nipples tightened at his slightest touch.
She didn't respond for a few seconds, finally answering with a soft whisper. "Was it that obvious?"
Drawing her against his side, he pressed a soft kiss to her lips. "I'll say it was. You came like a flash flood."
She went quiet.
"Hey," he said, wondering if he'd somehow hurt her feelings. Land humans were difficult to interpret sometimes, and Isabelle was a woman, which doubled his confusion factor.
"Yeah?"
"Are you all right?"
"Yeah."
"Something bothering you?"
"I'm a little embarrassed."
Dax sat and pulled Isabelle up with him, then turned to face her. "About what?"
"I was loud."
He grinned. "I know."
"I screamed."
"Hell yeah you did." Just the thought of her cries of pleasure made his shaft throb again.
Her eyes widened, amber pools of liquid warmth that mesmerized him. "That's not a bad thing?"
"No, not at all. It means you enjoyed what I was doing to you. I take it as a compliment."
She exhaled in a rush, as if she'd been holding her breath waiting for his approval. "Trust me, it was. No one has made me come like that before. I haven't even made myself come like that."
Now she
was stepping into territory that got him hotter than a week without the ocean. Mental visuals of Isabelle lying spread-eagled on her bed flashed before him. Would she thrum her clit and fuck herself with her fingers or would she use a toy? Thoughts like that had his erection firing up hot and ready to go. And he knew just where he wanted it to go.
"How often do you make yourself come?" he asked.
"Not nearly often enough, obviously."
He laughed and pulled her up, brushing the grass off her body. "Let's go."
Isabelle stared at him when he handed her dress over. "Where?"
"I need to get back in the water."
"Oh. Of course." She put on her dress and followed him through the forest.
Dax led her back to the beach in front of the bungalows.
"I guess this is goodnight, then?" she asked.
"Huh? No, it's not goodnight. Come with me."
"Into the water?"
"Yeah."
She stood there indecisively for a few seconds, then shrugged and pulled her dress over her head. He sucked in a breath at her magnificent body, tanned golden-brown and glowing with an ethereal light under the full moon. "You take my breath away, Isabelle."
In that same moonlight, he saw her blush.
He quickly took off his shorts and stood before her, pleased when her gaze roamed over his body. Her eyes widened when it settled on his erection, which had now decided to remain damned painfully hard.
"And you take my breath away, Dax."
He planned to do just that. And then some. But not tonight. Not yet. Tonight was for making love with the bronzed beauty before him. There'd be time later to...
To what? To take her to his world, tell her everything about him? Not likely. Ronan would have his head, or more, if another land human found out about them.
Pushing those thoughts aside, he held out his hand, intent on taking a dip to refresh his body, and that was it. Tonight he'd forget about the complexities of their situation, and focus on enjoying the woman he'd wanted for what seemed like a lifetime.
*
Isabelle let Dax lead her into the waves, the cool water lapping against her skin and refreshing her overheated body.
He'd been amazing, licking and stroking her nonstop. It had seemed as if he hadn't even stopped to breathe.
