other. Her nipples pebbled at the first touch of his mouth, and when he drew one hard nub between his lips, she let her head fall back and moaned. He could feel their energies coming together in a frenzied exchange that mirrored the fire burning inside him. Soon they wouldn’t be able to fight the need to complete their bonding.
Gwyn had to close her eyes when the glow of their auras became too dazzling to bear. She could feel it sizzling in the air around them, dancing over her skin like a thousand silken kisses. She was drunk with need, her head spinning from the forces flowing between them. He was everything she’d imagined in her deepest dreams, the ones she never acknowledged because she didn’t let herself hope for impossible things. Freedom, love, and laughter, she never believed she would experience any of them, but here she was, about to risk her life to claim all three.
To claim him .
His mouth was hot, every touch of his tongue searing her tender flesh as he sucked on her breasts, toying with her nipples until she was breathless and quivering. He kissed his way lower, and she lifted her head, peeking through the veil of her lashes to see him drop to his knees before her with a rumbling groan.
“Mine.”
“Yes,” she whispered, a wealth of meaning loaded into that single syllable. He moved closer, carefully draping her legs over his shoulders as his hot breath fanned against her inner thighs. Her clit throbbed, her pussy slick with liquid arousal, her fingers shaking as she cradled his head between her hands and drew him closer still. She wasn’t certain what he was going to do, but she knew he would never hurt her. With him, she was truly safe.
Vamir took a moment to appreciate the vision Gwyneth made, laid out before him like a feast waiting to be devoured. Her pale skin was pink with the soft flush of passion, and her eyes gleamed as bright as newly forged silver. Her scent perfumed the air, every breath he took drawing it deep into his lungs and imprinting itself in his memory. He brushed an open-mouthed kiss to the silken skin of her inner thigh and slowly worked his way higher. She parted her legs wider in silent encouragement, opening herself so that he could see every perfect inch of her pussy.
He traced her labia with his fingertips before spreading her wide and moving in to swipe his tongue across her clitoris. Her shocked gasp made him grin as he drew the delicate bud into his mouth and began to flick it with the tip of his tongue. Her gasps grew louder, and she released his head to lean back on her hands. Gwyneth’s legs tightened around his shoulders as she cried out his name, and it was the most glorious sound he’d ever heard.
Gently he eased a finger into her tight passage, preparing her for their joining. Her inner walls gripped him tight, and his mind filled with lurid thoughts of how it would feel when it was his dick inside her, thrusting into her slick heat. His balls tightened, and his cock twitched between his thighs in anticipation. He added a second finger, stretching her a bit at a time as he continued to work her clit with his tongue. She leaned further back, arching her hips up in time to the rhythm of his fingers.
Her orgasm blossomed slowly, a steadily growing wave of pleasure that made her breath quicken and her body tense, then shudder. The energy flowing between them changed, and he could sense her pleasure and need spiking as she neared her breaking point. Her cries grew louder, and she covered her mouth with the heel of her hand to block the sound. He lifted his head to watch as she came, and when she was finally spent, he rose to his feet and gathered her back into his arms.
It was time.
Gwyn was still struggling to catch her breath and regain control of her limbs when Vamir stood and pulled her close. His kiss consumed her, the taste of herself on his lips enticed her to wicked thoughts, and the feel of his rock-hard body pressed to hers rekindled her desires