There’s a lack of conviction to his words, telling me he really doesn’t want to stop, but will if it’s what I want. “Don’t hold back, Derrick, please don’t stop.” I reach up to yank him back to me.
Instead of kissing me on the lips again, he goes for my neck, leaving small nips, licks and kisses all up and down, causing my toes to curl. “I legit think the guys are going to kill me over this,” he whispers in my ear.
“They’re the farthest things from my mind right now. I may be the one to kill you if you don’t figure out how to make this ache end,” I threaten him. I don’t care about the other guys outside of our tent right now. I need Derrick, and will end anything that tries to come between us.
Derrick freezes at my words, why, I’m not sure. I hear him whisper, “Fuck,” so quietly I barely pick it up. His hand runs down my side and he leans on his elbow, holding up his head with his hand while peering at me. “Precious, umm…” He clears his throat before trying to get the rest of his words out. “Is this the first time you’ve been with someone?”
The blush spreading across his cheeks is adorable, up until I process his question. I cover my face with both hands. Oh Fates. Is he really asking if I’ve completed the bond with someone? As if that isn’t a given. As if... he has!
I peek at him from between my fingers. “Are you bonded to someone?” I can hear the hurt in my voice, so I know he doesn’t miss it either.
“NO! No, I haven’t bonded.” He’s quick to respond. “You know mates don’t have sexual desires for someone outside of their bond. I wouldn’t do that to you, or a mate if I had one. Things have changed for our people, most of us no longer wait to find our mate to enjoy sex. It’s extremely rare for us to receive our mark anymore, almost unheard of. But I’ve never been with someone who has made me feel the way you do. From the first moment I laid eyes on you, I knew you were my everything. My future and the only one I’ll ever want for the rest of my life.”
Right now Ineedhis hands on my body again, preferably with less clothing between us. Okay, no clothes. I want all of our clothes off.
“Derrick, I don’t just want you to be my first, I need it more than anything right now.” I’m not sure exactly what it is, or how I came to have these reactions to Derrick so soon after being back in my body. I swore I would never trust anyone after what Marcellus did to me. I just can’t deny the feelings that swept over me.
Something tells me it’s a necessity for Derrick to be in my life as a mate, even if the Fates haven’t shown us through a mark. He’s given me a sense of calm that’s been missing since I’ve been thrust back in my body. I feel safe around him when I’m surrounded by uncertainty. And he makes me feel... well,preciouslike his nickname for me says.
This time when our lips meet, there isn’t a rush to consume each other in our movements. It’s slow and soft, more soul consuming. His hand threads through my hair and holds my head gently as my arms reach around him to pull him close to me. I’m about to get rid of my clothes, magically, before Derrick speaks up. “Don’t, Cecily. Let me do it.”
I have no idea how he knew, but I don’t want to take his fun away. Our tongues perform a lazy dance together that’s just as passionate as our previously fevered kiss. His other hand returns to my breast and teases my nipple. Every now and again, he’ll pinch it, sending a zing right to the area rapidly gathering dampness.
I squirm under him, wanting him to move on to other, more needy areas. He breaks off our kiss with a chuckle. “Don’t worry, I’ve got you.” His lips travel down my neck again, and trails kisses to one breast and then the other, giving equal attention to both. Knowing I‘ve been teased enough tonight, he kisses down my stomach. When he reaches the area right above my panty line, I jump slightly at the contact of his lips on such an intimate area.
Derrick grips the boxers I was given to wear on either side of my hips and pauses to glance up at me. “Please,” I whisper to him, not wanting him to stop. He holds my gaze as he slides the fabric down my legs, and pulls them off.
I expect him to crawl all the way up my body, but instead he pauses with his head between my thighs. I’ve seen this done before in my soul form, but a rush of nerves flood my body now that it’s me in the vulnerable position. I tense my muscles slightly and his eyes soften. Placing a kiss on my inner thigh, he runs a hand up my leg. “Lay back and close your eyes, Precious. I want you to only think about what my touch is doing to your body.”
Doing as he says, I lay back and close my eyes. I’m instantly hyperaware of the small trail of kisses he’s leaving on my thigh, leading right to the place I secretly want him most.Okay, maybe not so secretly.I jump as his finger slides against my slit, gathering wetness as he goes.
He lets out a groan. “Already so wet for me.” His breath flutters along my skin, a sensual touch of their own with each spoken word, as I hold my own breaths trapped inside, waiting for his next touch. I whimper along with the breath I’ve been holding, when I finally feel his tongue lick upward toward my clit. When he reaches the top, he swirls his tongue and latches on with his mouth sucking my clit in.
Fates yes, this feels amazing. I arch my back as one of his fingers enters me. Please don’t let this end. I hear a mumbled, “You taste delicious,” as he continues building my pleasure. A second finger joins the first as he thrusts it in and out, curling up and hitting a spot that has me gasping for breath and my toes curling.
My legs shake and I feel so close. So very very close. My hands grip his hair and I hold him to me, fearful he’ll stop before I reach the tipping point. Suddenly, I’m falling over the edge and I feel the constant clenching of my muscles as I ride out my orgasm. I want to let out a scream, but hold it in, knowing the guys outside will come rushing in if I don’t.
Derrick doesn’t stop when I finish, leaving soft kisses against my clit and inner thighs as I catch my breath. Once I do, he crawls up my body with a smug grin on his face. I can’t help the giddy smile I give back to him. I have just one word to say to him as I grip his waistband to pull his own boxers off. “More.”
He helps me push them down and kicks them off. At some point, I want to explore his entire body without any clothes, but for right now I need him to replace the emptiness his fingers left inside me. My body demands for more, or maybe it’s my magic, I’m not sure. I pull him closer to me and wrap my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist.
He settles his weight over me and his dick lines up perfectly with my slit. I can feel my lips wrap around him as he grinds against me. This is so much better without our clothes between us. My slickness begins to spread along his length, and my eyes go wide as I realize how thick he is. I purposefully haven’t looked at his size, not wanting to psych myself out or anything.
Derrick captures my lips and I once again get lost in the touch of his lips. I turn my head to the side, breaking the kiss so I can once again plead with him to give me what I’m desperate for. “Derrick... In... Now.”
“Shhh, I told you I have you.” Damn him for not giving me what I need. I let out a frustrated growl, and he just snatches up my lips again as his hand trails a searing burn to my breast, squeezing as he goes along.
I can feel the heat building inside me again as the head of his dick hits my clit, and we continue to grind against each other. But this isn’t what I want. He pauses with his head in precisely the right spot, just the tip sinking in slightly. Yes! Finally! I can’t help the small jerk of my hips, but he anticipated my movements, not allowing more to slide in.Why must he be so rude!
A sharp pinch to my nipple at the same moment he thrusts in has me overwhelmed with sensations. I let out a gasp, not entirely sure which pain to focus on, but before I can decide, his thumb finds my clit, rubbing circles, and I’m back to experiencing nothing but pleasure.
The pleasure of his dick sliding in and out as he gets deeper and deeper makes me want to spend the rest of my life in his arms making passionate love to him. He bottoms out and pauses, giving me time to get used to the stretch of him fully inside me. He peppers my face with kisses as I pant with need.
My nipples brush against his chest with each breath I take, causing little bursts of pleasure each time. I arch my back, wanting to feel more of him pressed against my body, causing his dick to shift inside me. We both groan at the same time, and it inspires him to thrust again. His mouth latches onto a nipple and I’m consumed in a frenzy of sensations.
My walls clamp on to him, not wanting to experience the emptiness of him pulling out, but still wanting the pleasure of him thrusting back in. His thumb resumes circling my clit, and once again I find myself on the edge of coming. “Derrick!”
“I know, Precious. I’m with you. Just let go…” I do as he says, and this time when I come, I might die from pleasure. As he finds his own release, I cling to him even tighter, wanting him to be as close as possible.
