Page 6 of His Fierce Fugitive (Earthly Possessions #2)
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TAK
I stop to inhale the intoxicating scent of Iris’s cunt.
It’s magnificent and I could drown in her slick flesh.
I want to take my time and savor every sound she makes, every tremble of her hips, and every delicious flavor of her body’s pleasure.
But my need is so strong.
I could explode at any moment.
Pulling her lower half closer to me, I press feather-light kisses along her seam, her cunt swollen with want.
“Tak…” she whines, as I begin to add my tongue, letting it dance along her folds, reveling in her taste.
I move back to her wet opening and then slither up to her crest, licking and sucking her sensitive bud.
She’s writhing now, undulating under my mouth—shaking—as she whispers words of pleasure.
I’m in utter heaven, watching her take the pleasure I’m giving.
I could tease her like this, edging her until she’s an exhausted mess, but I worry we could be interrupted at any moment.
I descend on her plump, juicy cunt, devouring her sweetness—licking at her, sucking her flesh, feasting on her.
“Oh fuck! That’s so good…” she moans, and I reach up to massage her breast.
I continue to eat her like a starved beast, and I can feel my hard length rustling in the vines. I have a brief thought of encouraging the vine to wrap around—no, bad idea.
Iris’s body is beginning to tighten up, and I know she’s about to climax.
“Oh god…Tak, I’m going to?—”
“Yes,” I growl into her cunt, and her body suddenly bows, her hips convulsing. I grip her thighs tight, drinking up her orgasm.
“I’m coming! I’m coming!” she yells, and it’s like she’s possessed by the spirit of pleasure himself, her body wracked with tremors.
“ Quorr , yes, my mate,” I say. Too bad if she doesn’t believe it. I do.
I lick her until her trembling subsides, getting my fill.
Finally, I lift up, watching her naked and panting, like a tree nymph.
As her head lolls to the side, the vines begin to release her and slither away. Before they can do anything else, I gather her up and lift her into my arms. She wraps her legs around my waist and holds onto my shoulders. I lean down to grab our clothes and carry her away from the banks.
“Are you okay?” I ask, peering into her hooded blue eyes.
“More than okay,” she replies, with a smile. “But…”
“But what?”
“I want more,” she says, and my cock jumps.
“More?” I choke out.
She nods. “I need you inside me, filling me up, and making me come again.”
I almost drop her in surprise, as I register what she’s asking. “Are you sure you’re okay? You are Iris Alexander, correct?”
She smirks. “Do you not want this?”
Yes, it’s definitely her. “You know I’d do anything for you, Iris.”
“I know,” she smiles. “And I want you to fuck me.”
My chest rumbles. Fuck is an English word the translator has so many meanings for. But Gwen had enlightened me on their use. And I’m positive in this context, she means what I think she means.
Fuck, indeed.
I scan the area and haul her over to a mingoa tree, pinning her up against it. Mingoa bark is soft, like feathers.
“Then I will fuck you,” I growl, crushing my mouth to hers, taking her kiss. She thrusts her hands into my hair, our tongues clashing, my cock pulsing against her hot, moist skin.
Her nails scratch my scalp and drag down the backs of my ears and I moan loud.
I’m frantic for her, wanting to be everywhere, in everything of hers.
Just as I’m about to lift her higher to fit onto my raging cock, she breaks from our kiss.
“What about birth control?” she asks.
“What about it?” I reply, my brow furrowing.
“I don’t want to get pregnant right now, Tak. And who knows what kinds of diseases we could pass between us and not even know it.”
“There’s no chance of you getting pregnant. The people of Ydris are implanted with a device that stops reproductive genes from being passed to a partner. The couple interested in pregnancy must follow certain protocols. If that is done, the implant is removed until the parents have a child.”
“Wow,” she says. “That’s so…responsible.”
He grins. “And sexually transmitted diseases were eradicated long ago with the advancement of medical knowledge.”
“I was tested right after I found out my ex-husband was fooling around, and I’ve only been with vibrators since.”
“What are those?” I ask.
“Umm…sex toys that vibrate,” she replies, and I smile.
“Well, get ready for the real thing.” I lift her up. “Right.” Then guide her down onto my aching cock. “Now,” I grunt.
We both let out a long, deep, groan.
“Soooo…much better,” she sighs, and I grip her hips.
She rocks into me, and my head flies back at her tight, wet heat.
It’s almost too much for me to bear.
“Ahh, Iris…”
“Tak,” she whispers. “I need…”
“What do you need, sweet one? This?” I ask, thrust up hard into her.
“Fuck yes. More!”
My mate needs more of my cock and by Quorr I’m going to give it to her.
I hold her tight to me, and drive into her, pounding that juicy cunt again and again as it squeezes my entire length.
She bites her lip, whimpering, her nails clawing at me.
It’s madness being inside her.
The pleasure is overwhelming—a powerful, all-consuming force that makes me forget everything but the sheer joy of the moment.
Our bodies slap together, my passion rising to a peak, my leg muscles burning.
Suddenly, she gasps as the tension within her snaps, and she arches against me.
“Yes! Tak.. Holy hell, I’m coming,” she screams, and I’m right there with her, flying, soaring, in a sublime climax that has me roaring.
I continue to thrust slowly as we come down, trying to catch our breath. The jungle around us seems frozen, and for a fleeting moment, it’s just her and I—devoid of space and time.