Free The Allotter:The Threads of Destiny by Kimberlie L. Faye Page A

backwards with urgency, snugly pressing against a very large and hard cock. She knew it was Kratos, but how could she? His scent and warmth was familiar and intoxicating. She wanted him so badly that she felt like she would not live another minute, she could not breath until he touched her. She moaned, as his hand moved her finger and his methodically in and out. Her eyes still closed, she dropped her head back against his collarbone. His other hand came up to cup her breast, his thumb rubbing incessantly back and forth across a hardened nipple as she heard his breaths quicken an unsteady beat.
      On a moan, eyes closed, she responded as he continued to press her finger and his in and out, “I want to come. I need to come. Now.” 
      Pulling her finger and his out, he spun her around and pressed her to the back of the cool marble. He grabbed her hips and kneaded the skin before sliding them down to cup her ass. She watched with satisfaction as his eyes widened as her breasts bounced when he lifted her. His hungry moan vibrated against her palms as she slid them up the heated planes of his muscular chest. She wrapped her legs around his waist, causing her throbbing folds to fit perfectly against his hardness. Her breathing was uneven, as if she had run a marathon. This was madness yet she couldn ’t stop herself. It was as if somewhere, deep inside of herself she knew that she needed him at this very moment.
      His head was down as the water dripped off of his forehead, mouth open as droplets of water found their way into his mouth. Evie ran her hands through his hair, pulling his head back to look at her. His face was a mask of savage sexual hunger. His narrow cheek bones stark, like a starving man. His breath sawed in and then out through his open lips, mixing with her own uneven breaths. He stared into her eyes; the pupils of his glittering blue orbs dilated and appeared to brighten as if illuminated from within. Biting his full bottom lip, he leaned his head towards hers, groaning as his lips made contact with hers. His tongue swept the deep recesses of her mouth and tasted like an intoxicating ambrosia of sweetness that catapulted her passion to a fevered pitch. Evie pressed his head to hers, as if she couldn ’t get enough, making him buck against her, a jolt of pleasure coiling up her belly. He thrust his tongue into her mouth again and again as she moaned in ecstasy and frustration. He drank from her lips like a man who could not quench his thirst. Holding her still against the shower wall with his massive body, one hand held the back of her head against his wet mouth as the other hand worked its way down her quivering belly. She arched her back as his fingers slowly circled her swollen sweet spot. Her breaths quickened as she dropped her head back, briefly registering shadows and feathers behind him. As if wings had burst from his back. Lifting her arms she leaned forward, hands skating across his broad shoulders to feel the heated skin of his back. Her forward momentum instigated a current of pleasure to course through her body with such force; she held her breath as her nails pressed half moons into his shoulders.
        She pressed her mouth to his. “Please,” she moaned, gently nibbling his bottom lip in frustration. Swallowing her plea with his tongue, Kratos pressed himself deep into her eager heat, pushing in with a vigorous thrust, his testicles bouncing against her ass. She murmured an expletive at the surprising burn she felt deep in her womb as he hissed in a trembling breath at her tight passage. Her body shook at the intrusion, her last sexual experience having been a distant memory. Their eyes locked onto each others, his pupils dilating in ecstasy. He thrust into her and pulled out with a deliberately slow glide, as the immediate pleasure engulfed her. Eyes never wavering from each others hungry gaze, their breaths mingled as the hot water shrouded them in a warm mist. He leaned forward,