Leap of the Lion (The Wild Hunt Legacy #4)(65)

“Sorry.” His lips twitched. “I can only stay on the receiving end for so long before instincts take over.”

That was a good warning, she decided. Rather than answering, she kissed his chin, nipped his jaw, and felt his hands crush her arms before he remembered and released her.

She moved down to lick along his collarbone, tease out the flat nipples…and see if she could make them peak the way hers did.

They peaked, but were still tiny.

His stomach had ridges of muscle, like an old-fashioned washer-board. Farther down, his cock jutted upward from a dark tangle of hair. After giving him a second to object, she wrapped her hands around his shaft.

Oooh wow. Long, ever so long. Satin skin over a granite core, his erection radiated heat. Thick veins twined from the base to the mushroom head, and his woodsy scent was dark and strong here, enticing her to taste.

She licked over him and heard him inhale through his nose.

Her pussy swelled, demanding she straddle him and put him inside.

Not yet.

Instead, she licked around the head and closed her lips around the shaft, feeling him pulse with his own hunger. He needed her, too. Satisfaction seeped into her.

The taste of the salty drop from the tip of his cock made her center clench. She took him deeper in her mouth, sliding him up and down. The vision of how his shaft would feel inside her sent more wetness between her legs.

Sent more urgency through her.

She couldn’t wait. “Um.”

“Yes, kitten?” His face was strained as he quite obviously kept himself from taking what he wanted.

“Do people do matings this way? Can I?”

Her query was awfully inarticulate, but he understood. His grin flashed. “Aye, tinker. You can…for a while. Then I will take over…and take you.”

That warning again.

She better not wait. Straddling him, she tried to figure out how to get the two parts to go together, and he obligingly reached down and held his cock up.

Perfect.

She was wet and slick, and the head slid right in, although the burn of her tender tissues made her suck in air. But need drove her on, and she took more of him, easing down gently as he moved his hand away.

Her center stretched around him—and oh, he felt so good. She rose up, slid down, and…realized he wasn’t all in. Leaning forward, she braced her hands on his shoulders. “It doesn’t fit.”

His chuckle was reassuring. “It will, just take it slow.”

He cupped her dangling breasts and ran his thumbs over her nipples.

The added sensation, heat and abrasion, made her wiggle, and she slid back down more.

His purr of approval made his chest vibrate.

Up and down. Oh, she could feel the stretch deep within. Each time she went a bit lower until finally, breathless at the sensation, she felt his groin against her buttocks. “In.”

“Aye.” His eyes were half-closed with pleasure, his lips curved, and he looked so different that she leaned forward, lifting up so she could kiss him.

But she went too far and his shaft almost came out.

Laughing, he closed his big hands on her hips, seating her firmly back on his cock…much faster than she’d done it. She gasped at the feeling of the sudden fullness.

Before she could move, he lifted her up and yanked her down again, taking control.

A thrill ran across her nerves. Under her knees, the ground seemed to soften as she gave over to him and let go. Deep in her core, the coil of pleasure began to contract.

He was moving slowly, being careful not to hurt her, she realized, but… “More. I want more.”

An eyebrow went up, and his eyes lit. “More you will get.” He tried to move his hand down between them, but she was leaning too far forward and his hand was too big.

His eyes narrowed, and then he smiled, a wicked light in his eyes. “No, I think you will take me another way, little cat—one that puts your ass in the air for me.”

Before she could understand what he meant, he lifted her off entirely, pulling his cock out and setting her in the grass. She started to roll over to her back, when he grasped her around the waist and turned her, positioning her on her arms and knees.

“What are you doing?” Belatedly, she realized he’d knelt behind her, and her ass was…right there.

He ran his hands over her bottom, massaging her. “Fuck, I adore your ass.”

“Uh, thanks?”

Laughing, he flattened his hand under her pelvis, holding her hips up. Then she felt him press his shaft against her pussy.

She frowned. The other males hadn’t done it this way. “This isn’t—”

“You’re going to take me—and you’re going to come this way.” He relentlessly pressed in, past the tiny burn of abused flesh at the entrance, and filled her.

Oh Gods.

He purred as he started sliding in and out, going deeper each time, filling her so full she had trouble finding her breath. The way he felt was…amazing. Her core compressed with excitement, with need, and she leaned forward and back, trying to make him move faster.

He laughed. “Push little cat.” Gripping her hips, he forced her to the speed he wanted. Controlling her. “I’ll speed up soon enough. First, let’s get you ready.”

As he pressed back in, he leaned forward. The angle changed and he went even deeper, making her gasp.