Sebastian (Bowen Boys, #5)(23)
Lifting his head, he watched her as he f*cked her this way. Her body rode his fingers, and he realized that he wanted to taste her when she came the first time. Moving down her body, he kissed her and nipped at her flesh until he was where he wanted to be in the worst way. Lifting her leg up, he put it behind him and then turned her in the bed so that she was open for him. Lowering his head to where her scent was the strongest, he opened her lips and suckled her clit into his mouth as he slid deeper into her.
She screamed as she flooded his mouth. Her legs tightened around him so tightly that he was sure she was going to hurt him. Nipping at her again brought her to peak again, and he knew that if he entered her now that she’d not feel the pain of him taking her. Pulling her off the bed, he had meant to have her stand, but her * touched his cock, and he jerked her down over him before he could think.
Christ, he knew that he’d hurt her badly this time. Holding her without letting her pull away, he spoke to her softly. He had no idea what he was saying. Just words, stories of his childhood and things that he’d learned on the computer. When she raised her tear-stained face at him, he smiled back at her when she smiled at him.
“I’m sorrier than I’ve ever been for taking you this way. I only meant to give you as much pleasure as I could before I took your maidenhead. I can’t tell you how horrible I—”
“Did you really get caught skinny dipping with a girl named Paula when you were ten?” He tried to think where she’d heard that when he realized that he’d told her. “I can’t believe your mother didn’t beat you within an inch of your life.”
“She didn’t actually, but told me that my dad would. When my dad took me out to the shed, he had a long talk with me about sex, and how as a panther I had to be careful, that girls were precious no matter what they were. I agreed, but wondered why anyone would want to have sex. He looked at me very strangely and asked me if that was what I’d been doing with Paula. I told him no, that she’d had a pool and it was hot.”
She laughed, and he smiled again. Then she laid her head on his chest and he held her there. He needed to move soon or his knees were going to go out on him, but for now he was enjoying holding her.
“You didn’t come, did you?” He shook his head. “You hurt me. I didn’t think it would hurt that badly when I’d thought about sex at all.”
“I didn’t mean to take you this way. When I pulled you off the bed, I’d meant to…I’m not sure what I’d meant to do, but I needed to be inside of you, and I was jerking you around to take you. I’m profoundly sorry.” She nodded. “I need to stand up, love. My knees are killing me.”
She moved a little and his cock jerked inside of her. She looked up at him, and he nearly begged her to leap off him before he hurt her again, but then she wrapped her fingers into his hair and rolled her hips over him. He moaned.
“You keep that up and I’m going to roll you to the floor and finish what we started.” Her hips rose and lowered again when she wrapped her legs around him. “Ama, I’m not kidding. I’m so close to taking you that I ache.”
“Then take me. Now, Sebastian. Please? Take me.” He lifted her closer to his body and stood on one foot. Her body seemed to stretch to take more of him in. He nearly threw her to the bed then, but he needed to at least get off his knees. Standing up, he held her to him and took her mouth. He moved slowly toward the wall opposite of them while all the time lifting and lowering her over him. By the time she was pressed against the wall, she was crying out her release and sinking her teeth into his throat. With a roar of his own, Sebastian let his canines drop as his cock exploded in her, and snapped his teeth into her shoulder.
Chapter 7
Ama sat at the table and watched the steam curl off the top of her cup. She didn’t care for hot tea normally, but she needed something to do with her hands and the tea bags had fallen out of the cabinet when she’d been reaching for a glass to have a glass of tea. Making the tea had been somewhat relaxing, but now that she was done she didn’t know what to do.
She was mated to a panther. Gently touching the scar at her shoulder, she shivered at the sensations it created. He was her mate. They had had sex twice more after he’d put her to bed. Both times had left her limp and so sated that she doubted that she’d ever move again. But he’d touch her and she’d be ready again. She had just gotten up to use the bathroom and found her way down here about an hour ago. She looked down at her arms and wondered what the rest of her looked like.
When she’d used his bathroom, she avoided looking in the mirror. It wasn’t hard to do. She’d been doing it for years, but her arms were something that she could see without the aid of a mirror. And the change in them was amazing.
The webbing no longer moved along her skin but seemed to have filled it. Now instead of the crossing marks on her skin, there was an almost sheer undertone to them in a shade of the palest green she’d ever seen. And it seemed to sparkle. She had a moment to wonder what a human would see if they saw her now, and pushed that thought to the back of her mind. She was sure she didn’t want to know.
“Are you all right?” Startled, she turned to look at him, and he smiled at her. “I reached for you and you were gone and I panicked. Are you okay?”
“I’m not sure I will be ever again.” He grinned bigger at her. “That’s not what I meant. I meant that now that we’ve done this, I’m not sure what happens now.”