Free A Thousand Years (Soulmates Book 1) by Brigitte Ann Thomas Page B

to find out, though. He needed to see to her pleasure first.
                  Her quivering body and breathy moans told him that she was riding along the edge of orgasm – a few more strokes and he would have her there. He needed to see her face as she came for him.
                  “Eadric,” she moaned, arching her back and writhing against the sheets. His name sounded like heaven on her tongue. She wasn’t going to last much longer – her nails bit into his back harder.
                  Anabell was ready to explode.
                  Then he let his thumb reclaim the sweet bundle of nerves, sending her right over the edge and into the crashing waves of orgasm.
                  “Stop, please. I can’t,” she cried.
                  She bucked against his hand, trying to get him to stop touching her. It was too sensitive, too soon, too much. Her body just couldn’t take it, but he continued stroking her, trying to push her to a second orgasm, until she was finally in control enough to pull away from him.
                  Anabell climbed up in the bed, letting her head fall on the plush pillows and closed her eyes, letting the final tremors wash through her.
                  “That wasn’t nice,” Eadric said with a playful growl in his voice, following her to the head of the bed. “I wasn’t finished.”
                  Eadric ran his hand up her inner thigh, grazing the curls at the juncture of her thighs. She nearly jumped when he let his finger dip into her slick heat again. His throaty laugh rubbed her already buzzing nerve endings, making her groan. She needed him - needed him inside her, filling her. The teasing had gone far enough.
                  "Please," Anabell said, looking over at him with pleading eyes. Eadric shook his head with a mischievous look in his eyes.
                  If he wasn't taking no for an answer, neither was she.
                  Anabell found his hip and ran her fingers down the groove of the muscles there until her she touched what she was looking for, wrapping her fingers around him.
                  He nearly came in her hand just from a touch. She only got in a few strokes before he pried her hand off and moved on top of her, pinning both of her arms to the bed.
                  “Are you trying to kill me, woman?”
                  “You started it.” Anabell gave him the best pout she could manage without laughing. Instead of looking sad, though, all she succeeded in doing was looking drop dead gorgeous. Eadric couldn’t help steal a kiss from those pouty lips.
                  “And I’m going to finish it.”
                  “Promise?”
                  Eadric’s face went serious as touched his forehead to hers, looking deep into her hazel eyes.
                  “Yes. And I never break a promise.” Lowering his hips, the thick tip of him brushed her leg, making her bite her lip. He was poised, his length pressing against her still tender folds. One thrust, and there was no going back – for either of them. She would be his for the rest of eternity.
                  He looked at her face again and felt a wave of relief course over him at the desire written plainly on her beautiful features.
                  Eadric was about to pass the point of no return when Anabell stopped him, placing her hand on his arm.
                  “What about contraception?” she asked. In love or not, she was still only twenty-one. She wasn’t sure if she wanted kids at all, she definitely wasn’t ready for them any time soon – that was something they needed to talk about later.
                  Eadric furrowed his brow.
                  “I can’t get you pregnant, Anabell,” Eadric finally said, sadness