Page 57 of Stolen Heart


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She began to squirm beneath him, her body taking over her mind's functions. Her fingers dug into the top of his back now, and her lower body seemed to raise up against him slowly at first, on its own accord. Suddenly, her body was controlling all her reactions. She moved erotically against him, demanding his attention, yet not quite realizing what she was doing, only responding was important now. Her hands threaded through his thick black hair as he moved to be closer to her glorious mouth.

He moved lower, to her belly button, as his hands manipulated her breasts. She reached for his head, but he was busy enticing her to move freely against him. She pulled his hair through her fingers but was distracted at his every touch.

"Have I hurt you," he whispered when she cried out.

"Oh no… no… " she cried. "I don't think you could ever hurt me."

Suddenly his shaft announced itself against her thigh and he quickly shed the rest of his clothes and began moving with her on the blanket.

So enraptured by his touch, his kisses, and his sweet words, she could do nothing but move toward the ecstasy of his love making. She followed his lead, and when he moved further down, she gasp and gave it up to him.

Her fingers dug into his back, her lips caressed his shoulder, and she hung on as sensation after sensation rocked her. She could no longer be still, she kissed first his neck, then his shoulders, then his powerful arms that held her. She reveled in the smoothness of his powerful arms and the muscles that moved beneath the satin of his skin.

Her hips began to raise up and meet his sweet lips.

Then his lips went further down, parting her legs as he examined them first with his eyes, then his hands, then his lips. "You have beautifully formed legs."

"I do," she barely managed. Her voice sounded raspy.

"You do." He smiled against her leg, then suddenly, his nose parted her sweet womanly nest and his lips followed with soft tender licks. She was squirming now, trying to climb him, trying to unite with him. The feelings shootin

g through her body made her dissolve into a liquid pool of wet and warmth. She felt something building inside her but had no idea where it was going, only the rush to meet that feeling halfway.

The mere touch of his soft, wet tongue gently licking at her core had her moaning with such needs.

"Oh…" she cried out. "I never dreamed of such glorious feelings." She sighed with such happiness. Then a wave of wonder erupted inside her as she clung so hard to him and thrust herself at his loving mouth. What he did was like some gift she would never forget. She had to be closer to that warm sweet tongue that made love to her.

"What are you doing?" She whispered with soft utterings. "How can it be so wonderful."

"Want me to stop?" he asked still enjoying the taste of her.

"No-o!" she almost screamed the pleasure he gave her.

He kept kissing her there until the wave of excitement disappeared and she began to relax again.

Her face was crimson, her body still quaking with little sparks of desire.

She was so absorbed by the sensations.

His lips worked their way up her body now, and the same beautiful fluttering had her squirming. The feeling wasn't entirely gone, and she reached for each quaking of her body. She lifted herself to him, offering him everything he desired. She knew in that moment, she was his. She belonged to this man. And only him.

"The Creator will surely strike me dead for enjoying that so much." She cried. "What's happened to me?" she asked innocently.

"No my love," he came up, laying his head on her flat belly, "that was what the Creator designed between a man and a woman. A husband and a wife. That was love. I have your taste, I have your scent, and soon, I will have my fill of you. We have not yet become one, but very soon."

She was breathless and her fingernails still clawed him. She closed her eyes, trying to relive the moment he had given her.

"I have never felt anything so magical in my life," she sighed as she snuggled her face against his neck. Her lips kissing him there.

He kissed her belly, "And one day our child will grow here." He told her softly.

"Oh my love, you entrance me." She whispered.

"The best is yet to come, my love." He whispered as he kissed her warm and sensuously.

The look on her face was so beautiful, he had to have her now.

He came up and suddenly he thrust himself inside her. He was gentle but very firm. She lost breath, but the feel of him inside her drove her to welcome him in. She thrust her body toward him now, seeking what he might give to her next. He felt the barrier break, but she did not cry out, instead she encouraged him to go deeper. "Oh Wolf… " she cried, as she moved to bring him deeper, her fingernails digging into him as she pulled him closer.

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