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“Oh, Kristin. Your scent…” His nostrils flared as he inhaled deeply. “I’m not sure I can stop if I keep going,” he said, an animalistic rasp in his voice.
“Who says anything about stopping?” I rolled my hips, rubbing myself against his erection. The friction sent a jolt through us. We both groaned. “Take me, Roy. I need you inside me.”
The hard tip of his shaft caressed my wet entrance and slid inside slowly. Deep shivers took possession of my body while he leisurely inched inside me. He was breathing hard with the effort of being gentle. I bent my knees to accommodate his size better, but the burning sensation of being stretched to my limit sent a tiny pang to my core.
“Does it hurt?” he asked, his fangs stroking my breasts.
“It burns a bit. But don’t stop.”
He lowered his head to give me a soul-searching kiss while sliding further inside. The echo of his panther’s roar filled the space between us. Every sensation was amplified by the energy of our beasts and the connection between us. His thoughts and sensations flowed through me in a gentle stream. I didn’t know where my emotions ended and his started. Everything was blended together.
Wrapped in his scent and covered by his hard body, my beast came to the fore, seeking out Roy’s. With the beast with me, crazy lust took over and the pain disappeared. He groaned deep in his throat when he was fully sheathed inside me, and I put aside the memory of that sound for a rainy day. Every muscle in his body was ripe with tension as he loomed over me. He was restraining himself, forcing his beast down.
“I’m fine.” I caressed his cheek. “Don’t stop, Roy.”
The roar of his beast echoed in the room. He started pumping in and out of me, the sweet friction sending ripples of raw, burning pleasure throughout my body. With each claiming thrust, he conquered a piece of me, of my heart, my soul, and my mind. His thrusts were slow at first, giving me time to adjust to his size. But as my body relaxed and my breathing hitched with pleasure, he sped up, pausing only to give a bruising kiss to my lips or to roll my nipple between his teeth, drawing another tremor from me. The punishing rhythm reached a spot deep inside me that ripped a moan out of my mouth. Without breaking the movement, he lifted my leg and placed it over his shoulder, deepening his thrusts and spreading a burning sensation throughout me.
His muscles grew in size, as if he were on the point of turning into his panther, and for some reason, my ecstasy multiplied, bursting to a sky-high limit. I caught glimpses of his thoughts of me, of how beautiful he thought I was, of how his gaze lingered on my curves when I wasn’t looking, of how many times he’d wanted to rip my clothes off and take me without mercy. I hoped he was experiencing my thoughts as well.
My beast rumbled as a new wave of ecstasy rocked me. It was a shock of pleasure and heat all rolled up into one bursting sensation. It was like being reborn and being drained of energy at the same time. My inner muscles milked him, squeezing his hard shaft. He threw his head back, exposing the strong tendons of his neck, eyes closed in pleasure, and spilled inside me. His seed triggered a new orgasm, so powerful that I saw stars of white light as I screamed. Our bodies were welded together by sweat, passion, and desperation during that release. Had anyone ever died from too much pleasure? I might be the first victim because, as the ecstasy consumed every ounce of energy from me, I could only lay boneless on the bed and welcome the flow of his thoughts. Now I understood why he’d kept his distance. Hiding something from me would have been impossible.
Roy was panting, his fangs still out, his pupils two slits. “I’ll always be yours, Kristin,” he whispered into my ears, his body still shaking with the aftermath of the orgasm.
“And I’m yours, Roy.”
“And this is only the beginning.” With a mischievous grin, he moved off me and flipped me over, so that I lay face down. He dragged a hand down my back, cupping my buttock. “You have no idea what a fine arse you have.” The raspy note in his voice sent shivers up my spine. He stroked me, spreading my wetness over my nub before replacing his fingers with his lips and tongue.
The pillow muffled my cry when he delved his tongue inside me, sucking and tugging at my nub with his lips. His voracious mouth was eating me and didn’t stop until I screamed a new release. Shaking and convulsing with spasm after spasm, I gripped the bed sheet as he entered me again. There was no mercy in his thrusts. He held me by the waist, lifting my hips, while he pumped inside me with savage shoves. A new orgasm built up inside me with shocking speed. We both cried out together as our releases hit at the same time. Our souls merged in a promise of forever.
~ * ~
HAPPINESS MEANS EATING a delicious French dish with potatoes and cheese while sitting on Roy’s lap. A new type of soreness had taken over my body. Every time I moved, a delicious frisson started between my legs, spreading to the rest of my body. Pierre was nowhere to be seen, and we had the flat to ourselves. The good Frenchman must have decided to give us some privacy, or maybe he had his own lover to meet. But I was so happy that I wouldn’t care if someone was watching me.
“Try this wine.” Roy offered me a glass of red wine from a nondescript flask. It didn’t have a label, and even the cork lid didn’t show the symbol of a château.
I took a sip, and it was as if my taste buds had woken up after a long sleep. Rich, velvety, slightly bitter, and fruity. It wasn’t just wine, but poetry. “It’s delicious.”
“Indeed.” With a hand on my waist, he gave me another spoonful of potatoes. “Don’t tell the Frenchman, but he has an excellent taste for food and wine, and well, for a few other things.” His fingers slid under the baggy shirt I was wearing—the house had only oversized men’s clothes—and stroked the underside of my breast. As my body tingled all over again, the Eros intruded in my thoughts.
“What is it?” he asked, without stopping caressing me. “What troubles you?”
“How can you tell I was thinking about something serious?”
“My beast is attuned to every single little change of your mood.” He kissed my neck. “And you know how much I want to be in control.”
Good to know. “Peggy discovered something scary about the Eros. Something that even Lukas confirmed.” As I told him what both Peggy and Lukas had revealed to me about the Eros, his muscles hardened with tension, and a cold light replaced the warmth in his gaze.
“It’d be something typical of Raven Park.” He poured more wine into our glasses.
“So you don’t think Lukas was lying?”
“No. What he said makes sense. But I’ll do my own investigation once we’re back.” His jaw clenched. “Bastards.”
“I’m not sure I want to go back yet.” I shifted my weight, rubbing my rear against his erection because I didn’t want him to become serious and grumpy. I wanted this perfect moment of happiness to last a little longer. Since we woke up, his shaft had stayed at attention. And I liked it that way. I had only to look at him to provoke a reaction from his shaft.
He kissed me, a smile brightening his face again. “We can take a day or two to travel around. The Ardennes are beautiful at this time of year.” Curious fingers started to wander on my skin again, stroking sensitive spots and making me moan.
“Wonderful,” I moaned.
