Her core clenched, and a slick heat bloomed between her thighs. Shuddering a labored breath, she explored the contours of the solid muscles of his shoulders and back. With a keening cry, she hummed with pleasure as he lowered her onto her back and covered her welcoming body with his. She sighed, shifting against the rough fur of the blanket beneath her.
When the burning heat of Azazel’s mouth left her puckered nipple, her wet skin became chilled. She whimpered at the loss.
“You are breathtaking,” he murmured, his deep, guttural voice laced with undeniable desire. “And I crave you more than my next breath.” His whispered declaration ended when he captured her other neglected peak in the scorching heat of his mouth.
With an instinct as old as time, Toni shifted to free her legs to wrap them around his solid waist. She squealed when the softness of her sex aligned with the steel of his. A wave of pure wantonness consumed her.
With the skin of her breast engulfed by Azazel’s ravaging mouth, his growling laughter came out muffled. “Hebat.”
A part of her longed to hear him say it again, with the same reverence. Reaching between them, she wrapped her fingers around him to test his masculine weight in her hand. It was like holding velvet steel, hard with need that thrummed along her palm. She skimmed and danced her fingers over him, capturing his pre-cum to lubricate each tug and pull, creating dominant demands of her own.
“Are you ready for me?” she whispered in his ear. “Are you ready for us?” That was the real question, wasn’t it? But how could they have a future when they hadn’t even met in person? No… no, stop it. She ignored the sobering question and shoved that doubt aside. Instead, she’d rather revel in the hedonistic pleasure as she writhed, rubbing her sex against his. Why worry about something that might never happen? Maybe this dream was all they had. And she’d be damned if she let anyone accuse her of not grabbing this chance for them both.
With firm conviction, Toni opened herself to vulnerability. Closing her eyes, she savored the freedom of that decision and wallowed in the passionate heat Azazel brought. The next thing she knew, their clothes were gone. All that remained between them was bare, slick skin. A testament born of their shared passion as well as the ocean mist wrapping around them. Keeping hold of his member, she guided him to her opening. With a purr of pleasure, she welcomed him, inch by burrowing inch, into her body. The rightness of him being there, filling her, made her warble a small wail of pleasure. Her hips moved in time with his steady thrusts, and she pushed back with the heels of her feet against the flexing globes of his backside, yearning to take him in as deep as possible.
Her breasts rubbed against the light fur that dusted Azazel’s sternum, ramping up the tightening of her nipples that heightened her sexual tension. Yes… this was right. This was perfect. She’d found the one thing… the oneperson, she longed for. Her body demanded every luxurious feeling with him and couldn’t wait for that wild ride of completion heading straight for her. She squeezed his fiery velvet sheath, vowing to never let go.
Gasping for air, Toni had the urge to see their joining for herself. With an inborn strength, she forced her eyes open. Enthralled, she drank in every flicker of hedonistic desire that played across Azazel’s striking face. His stamp of masculine tension fueled the fire deep within her. Not daring to blink, she watched him watching her. His mahogany eyes glittered with such intent, it triggered a devastating, uncontrollable primal hunger deep inside her.
“I’ve ached for you since the first time I saw you.”
His voice rasped with a rough, dark hunger that made her tremble as his powerful body thrust inside her.
“All I can think about is touching you, tasting you. Do you feel the same? Do you want me?” His demand came out guttural.
As he surged forward harder, faster, Toni groaned and rounded her hips in response. She gazed up at him, enchanted by the sexy, slumberous look he gave back to her.
“I want this,” she confirmed with a husky whisper. “I want you with every part of me, with every breath I take.” She embraced that truth, letting it guide her to stake her claim on him. Without hesitation, she shoved the last of any doubts or confusion she had and released them into a forgotten abyss.
Azazel gripped her hips and surged in powerful, blinding strokes.
The musky scent of their passion perfumed the air around them.
With a savage growl, he rose to his knees, still gripping her hips, and he continued to forge into her. His driving rhythm increased, each stroke more demanding than the one before.
The steely length of his cock owned her—possessed her. All at once, it was too much.
“That’s it,hebat. Come for me now!”
A barreling explosion claimed Toni, making her cry his name as an incredible, blinding pleasure tore through her. She held her breath as the blazing sensation took over. Her body rippled and burned as the blinding rush of ecstasy stole her mind.
His release followed hers, his seed spilling deep inside, pulsing in heated waves of breathtaking ecstasy.
She collapsed on the plush blanket, floating in a haze of utter fulfillment.
Her last coherent thought was that she couldn’t care less if she was in a dream or reality. The only thing that mattered was the man in her arms and the total completion of him joining his soul with hers.
Toni woke on her side in the refrigerated cold of the crystal cage.
Well, crap.
Waking up in this sideshow nightmare was a real letdown. Thank God Sensos kept her warm. It was hard enough to face reality after that life-changing lovefest with Azazel.
“Antonia, query.” JR14 fluttered just beyond the tip of her nose.
Great. She was going to go cross-eyed watching him hover like that.
“Ya…?” She cleared her throat. “I mean, yes?” At the last second, she remembered to speak lower, just in case talking out loud alerted the Krystalii who had to be monitoring her. No need to let them know there was anyone else in the room.
