Page 19 of Alien on the Moon (Thryal Mates #3)
Elena
Everything had fallen into place. Elena was happy, happier than she had ever been. With Rylan by her side, she felt as though she could take on the world.
She loved that he could barely contain himself. His hands seemed to be everywhere at once, touching, teasing, and caressing.
“Rylan…” she moaned. “I want you.”
She gripped his shirt tightly and pressed her lips lightly against his, breathing in the intoxicating scent of his skin. His eyes locked with hers, a fiery passion burning within.
His response was swift and overwhelming, his lips devouring hers in a fervent kiss. The room around them seemed to melt away as they became one, their bodies melding together in a dance of pure desire.
Elena’s breaths grew shallow as Rylan’s hands traced slow, deliberate paths over her body, igniting a flame within her that spread like wildfire. She arched her back, her moans mingling with his.
His touch was like a tempest, sending shivers down her spine and awakening a hunger she didn’t know she possessed. Rylan’s lips found their way to her neck, and she let out a soft whimper, her body trembling in response. His velvety fingertips traced delicate patterns on her skin, causing her to sigh with delight.
“Rylan,” she gasped again, her mind clouded with desire. “Make love to me.”
He smiled, a wicked glint in his eyes as he pulled away, leaving her beguiled and panting. With a devilish grin, he whispered, “Not yet, my love. I have something else in mind first.”
And with those words, Rylan’s hands slid beneath the hem of her dress, his fingers trailing up her thighs to send a jolt of electricity coursing through her veins. Her heart pounded as she clutched onto his arms, her breathing ragged and uneven.
Her eyes widened in anticipation as Rylan’s fingers slipped beneath the delicate fabric of her underwear, caressing her most intimate parts with a tenderness that both startled and aroused her. She bit her lip, trying to stifle a cry as his touch sent waves of pleasure crashing over her.
Elena’s entire body was tingling with desire. Rylan’s touch was more powerful than any drug, more exhilarating than any thrill she had ever known. She could feel herself losing control, but she didn’t want to fight it. She wanted to surrender to him, to let him take her to the edge and beyond.
Rylan’s fingers continued to explore, teasing and tantalizing her until she was begging for more. His thumbs grazed against the most sensitive spots, causing her to arch her back and cry out his name. Her body trembled, aching for release, and she knew she wouldn’t be able to hold back for much longer.
And then it happened. Rylan’s fingers slid inside her, moving in a slow, methodical rhythm.
Elena’s breath hitched in her throat, her body reacting to his touch with ferocity. She felt like she was being transported to another realm, one where only Rylan and she existed and time stood still.
Elena’s eyes locked with his, her body alive with a raw, primal energy. The intensity of their connection seemed to electrify the very air around them. She could feel Rylan’s breath on her skin, a soft, warm puff that sent shivers down her spine.
He continued to explore her, his fingers moving in a way that managed to be both tender and devilishly skilled. With each stroke, Elena’s moans grew more desperate, each gasp more primal. She felt like she was on the verge of losing control entirely, the pleasure building within her until she was certain she would shatter into a thousand pieces.
At that moment, Elena knew she was lost. She was at the mercy of Rylan’s expert touch, surrendering to the raw passion that poured through her veins like molten steel. Her body throbbed with desire, and her heart pounded in sync with his fingers’ rhythmic dance inside of her.
As she lost herself in the pleasure, Rylan’s lips found hers again, his kiss deep and passionate. His tongue danced with hers, further igniting the fire within her. She could feel the orgasm building, the waves of pleasure washing over her, and she knew she was going to lose herself in it completely.
Elena’s moans filled the room, her body responding to Rylan’s touch with a fervor that left her breathless. She could feel her climax building, the tension coiling tightly within her like a spring. She knew it was only a matter of time before it would unleash its force upon her, leaving her writhing with pleasure.
Rylan’s fingers continued their dance, matching the rhythm of her arousal until she cried out his name at the peak of her pleasure.
“Rylan, I can’t...” she moaned, her voice barely audible as the orgasm crashed over her like a tidal wave. Her body convulsed, her breaths coming in short, ragged bursts as she rode the waves of pleasure. She could feel Rylan’s hands guiding her through it, his touch a soothing balm amid the chaos of her climax.
As her orgasm subsided, Elena found herself cradled in Rylan’s arms, his warmth surrounding her like a shield. She looked up to meet his eyes, her own filled with a mixture of love, gratitude, and awe.
Slowly, he removed the rest of her clothes, and she pulled his shirt over his head before fumbling with the belt of his pants. Their bodies entwined, a symphony of sweat and love, as Rylan entered her with a slow, deliberate thrust.
Elena let out a gasp, her eyes wide with amazement as he filled her. She could feel his warmth, his power, and it left her breathless.
Rylan’s lips found their way back to hers, his kiss as passionate as ever. He began to move inside her, a rhythm that was both deliberate and wild as if he was trying to take her to the stars and beyond. Elena’s moans grew louder, more desperate, as she met his every thrust with her own movements, their bodies moving in perfect harmony.
Their eyes locked as Rylan’s pace increased. He was taking her to the edge, pushing her beyond her limits, and she loved every moment of it. She wanted to surrender to him, to let him guide her to the highest peaks of pleasure.
As Rylan’s movements became more intense, Elena’s body responded in kind, each thrust sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her. She could feel her climax building, and she knew when it came, it would be unlike anything she had ever experienced before.
Rylan’s fingers found her most sensitive spots, grazing them with a featherlight touch that drove her wild. She felt as if she were on fire, her heart racing like a wild animal, desperate for release.
“Oh, god… Rylan!” she cried.
Rylan tightened his grip on her and flipped her over so she was on top. She arched her back, her hips undulating in time with his thrusts.
As Rylan continued to move within her, Elena felt like she was flying, her body soaring to new heights of passion. She could feel the heat of his skin against hers, his muscles flexing with each thrust. Her breath was ragged, her heart pounding, and her moans grew louder and more fervent.
She could hear the thunder of his heartbeat, a rhythm that seemed to match the beat of her own. Their bodies were one, their movements in sync as if they were made for each other.
She could feel the building sensation within her again, the wave of pleasure that would once more bring her to the edge and the moment of ecstasy she craved. Her moans grew louder, more desperate, as she clawed at the sheets, her body arching and undulating.
And then it happened. She clenched, her muscles tightening around him in a vise-like grip, her body trembling violently as she squeezed.
He continued to thrust, not letting up for a moment.
Elena’s release overwhelmed her. She could feel her body start to quiver, shaking violently as the orgasm overtook her. She cried out Rylan’s name, her voice hoarse with emotion as her body convulsed in pleasure. Rylan thrust one last time, releasing deeply inside of her.
He collapsed onto her, their bodies entwined with her hair falling over her face. He kissed her forehead, her lips, her eyelids, anywhere he could reach, unable to express the depth of his love for her.
She wrapped her arms around him and held him close, their bodies still shaking from the intense pleasure they had just shared.
As they lay there in each other’s arms, Elena and Rylan knew they had just experienced something truly special, something that would bond them together for the rest of their lives. They had found each other, and they knew they would never let go.
In the afterglow of their intensely passionate lovemaking, Elena could feel Rylan’s heart beating against her own, their bodies connected in more ways than just physically. She knew they had just shared something sacred, something that would forever change the course of their lives.
As the moments passed, Elena’s thoughts began to drift to the future. She wondered what life would be like with Rylan by her side, the thought of it sending a warmth coursing through her veins. She knew they would face challenges and that life would not always be easy, but she also knew that with Rylan by her side, nothing would be impossible.