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It did hurt, but her body stretched around him. She wanted more. She needed to feel all of him. Deeper. She needed to feel that fullness, feel herself clenching around him. She wanted him to feel it too. She wanted him to be driven crazy because he was inside her. Inside his mate. She wanted him to lose control. To thrust and buck and split her in half with the force of how badly he needed her. She wanted to fuck him back just as badly, to move like she was going to die if she didn’t.
She felt like she was going to die now if he didn’t let her take him.
She was all movement, pumping her hips, and Kier couldn’t restrain himself anymore. His hips flexed against hers, diving in another few inches. She clung to him—nothing left but sensation. She felt like this was what she was made to do, like her body was made for this man, because he was perfect. He was a perfect fit, even if he was huge. Even if it hurt and she ached, it was good too. And then it stopped. When he was fully inside her, the pain stopped and she was just liquid hot pleasure. She melted against him a different way, kissing him desperately, but with a new softness.
She bucked up, her feet falling away from his sides and meeting the ground. She moved, and that pleasure shivered through her, infusing all of her until she thought she might actually evaporate.
Suddenly, Kier sat back. He took her with him. He changed the position, wrapping his hands around her hips. Her upper back and neck stayed on the ground, but he lifted her hips, holding her there. He was on his knees and she was wrapped around him. He was still inside her, throbbing as she clenched around him so tight, but then his fingers found her clit. He didn’t even begin to thrust. He just circled her clit and all the nerves in her body screamed at her.
She was pretty sure she screamed too, just because she couldn’t hold the sound in. Her hips pumped wildly. His one hand dug into her ass cheek and the other kept circling her clit.
He was so deep inside her and he kept circling and circling and circling.
She was going to break into a thousand pieces.
“Come for me, Taylee.”
She was afraid. She was afraid that if she did, that would be it. She didn’t want it to end. She didn’t want herself to end and him to begin. She wanted to stay like this, as one entity, giving each other pleasure, a part of each other, for as long as possible. She couldn’t stop it. Kier knew her body. He knew what he was doing. If he wanted this, she’d give it to him. All of it, just for him, knowing that he was giving all of himself just for her.
He gave all of himself as he was so close. He moved his hips, flexing them and stroking inside her, thrusting at just the right speed. He gave all of himself because he cared about her pleasure first.
She didn’t want there to be any distance between them. She reached for him and he shifted position, stretching out on top of her without ever leaving her body. She melted into him, melted into the ground. She met his mouth, hot kiss for hot kiss, breath for breath. His strokes increased in intensity, growing more furious. Faster. She tilted her hips up and down, rocking to his rhythm, rocking until they were one and she lost all the parts that were distinctly herself and became part of him as he became part of her.
She was giving him a part of her soul and she was never going to get it back.
No, she’d already given that. She’d given it long ago, the first time she’d lost her heart to him. She had no memory of it, but maybe she didn’t need it. Did she have any memory of her past lives? Would she have a memory of this one when it was over, and she was up there in the stars? Would Kier find her up there? Would he find her wherever she went?
She desperately hoped so.
Kier and her family, Onyx and Misty, everyone who mattered in this life. She wanted them all to be stars, up there shining back down, guiding the ones who would come. One day, she’d be an ancestor. But all those years were still coming.
She lost herself in Kier in the now, lost herself some more, until there was nothing left to lose.
He tilted her hips with one hand and drove into her. She dug her heels into the ground and let him, meeting him thrust for thrust.
She was just at the right angle. He was so strong and brutal and gentle above her. He was everywhere. Inside her. Around her. In her blood and bones and breath.
“Come on my cock, Taylee. I can feel how close you are. You’re shaking and it’s so hot. I can feel you clenching around me. You’re soaking. I want to feel you coming apart all around me. Just let go. Come for me.”
It took her a few seconds to follow that command, but that was all the control she had left. She couldn’t stop the surge of pleasure from washing over her. The first orgasm she could remember overtook her, shaking her apart. Her teeth rattled together. Her fingers clenched into Kier’s muscles. His body strained above her, flexing, strong, an artform. He drove into her as she came, the pleasure tearing at all the seams that bound her together. It tore into her sanity and scratched the surface of all the dark and light places she’d discovered and all those yet to be found.
She hung onto Kier and trusted in his strength. Hung on as he found his own peak. He pulled out at the last second, spilling himself on her belly. He ground against her, his hips moving, a feral groan tearing from his throat for more than a few thrusts, and every single one sent hot jets across her skin.
He was still shaking when he bound his arms around her, pulled himself to the side, and shielded her body with his. She loved being engulfed by him. She felt so safe. Nothing could reach her with him protecting her like that, not even the dark or the unknown. No threat was strong enough to get through him.
“That was… I should have… I didn’t plan for it, I’m sorry,” he whispered against her hair.
“No. Don’t say sorry.”
“But you’re not on the pill or anything. I would have brought something if I’d thought that—”
“It’s alright. I don’t have my cycle back yet.” He still tensed “We’ll be more careful in the future.”
“We weren’t taking any precautions before. You hadn’t had a cycle in almost four months, and we thought the chances of getting pregnant were low.”
“Oh my god. I can’t believe that you know that, and I don’t.”
“I’m sorry. I should have told you sooner. Clearly you were just fine when it came to ovulating. You did tell me you’d never had a regular cycle. They were all over the place. Sometimes you wouldn’t have one for six months or more. We were together like this often. Again, we thought there was pretty much no way you’d get pregnant, so I never pulled out.” The way he said that, she could hear the embarrassment in his voice. It was absolutely adorable.
