Raptor's Desire (A Planet Desire novelette)(4)

He fit his palm to her small breast, cupping it, and then kneading it gently. He slid an arm around her taut belly to pull her deeper into the cradle of his thighs, until his cock rested in the crevice of her buttocks. “Yes, I made love to you in the center of the pool, and afterwards—”

“You brought me to completion with your hands, although I begged you to give me your cock.” Her voice held a sulky note.

He nuzzled her cheek. When her head fell to the side exposing her creamy neck, he was satisfied she didn’t bear him a grudge. “Will you give me your password?” He tongued her earlobe, and then bit it.

“Bastard.” Her words lacked true outrage. Her body was aroused by the memory from their previous dream-share; her trembling abdomen told him so.

“Tell me what you want.” His fingers dipped between her legs to flutter the folds guarding her feminine portal. “I will give it to you.”

“Come inside me,” she begged, her voice thin and needy.

He sank a long, probing finger into the hot, quivering flesh of her *.

She sighed and spread her legs farther apart. Then her head rolled on his shoulder. “No…not again.” She ground her buttocks against his cock. “I want this.”

He plucked her nipple, and her knees rose, encouraging him to delve deeper. “Which is it to be?”

Her body writhed against his, caressing his belly and lap. “Your cock…please.”

He shifted her off his lap and rolled until her back rested against the rounded edge of the pool and her arms stretched along the rim. With his hands beneath her buttocks, he lifted her hips above the water and lowered his face between her legs. He lapped at her cunt, alternating between stabbing as deeply as he could reach and rubbing the flat of his tongue over the hard knot at the top of her opening. He tasted her warm, fragrant arousal and thought he’d explode from the pleasure. His own body answered her call—his balls drawing up in their sac, and his cock hardening further into steel.

“No…” she moaned, but her hips rose, pressing her * closer to his face.

His lips closed over her clitoris and sucked hard, and then he released it to flutter his tongue over the engorged pearl. Again, he sucked on her clit, and she keened loudly, her thighs trembling against his cheeks. When he moved away, he soothed her * with long, slow laps. More of her salty essence met his tongue, the hot musky scent filling his nostrils. A surge of raw need swept over him, and his body shook with anticipation. He groaned and lifted his head to watch her.

Andromeda’s head lolled; her eyes squeezed shut. Her lush mouth was open, her breaths coming fast and with a ragged hitch. Ripening nipples, flushed red and pointing toward the ceiling, beckoned him, issuing a siren’s call he could no longer resist.

He slid up her body, braced his arms on either side of her, and looked into her face. Her green eyes opened, blinking dreamily. He leaned down, and his mouth latched onto a nipple. He rolled it with his tongue while his hips aligned with hers.

Her legs rose, clasping him low around his waist so that his cock nudged the swollen outer lips of her *.

With a flex of his hips, he slipped inside. He groaned against her breast, and his teeth closed on the nipple, biting her gently.

Her back arched, plunging her hips upward, forcing him deeper inside her slick *.

So hot! So tight! He gritted his teeth against the need to pound away and seek his own quick release. Her inner muscles caressed him, rippling along his cock, urging him deeper.

He rocked within the cradle of her thighs, delivering shallow thrusts, waiting for her to grow impatient and demand her satisfaction. This seduction was proving to be a battle of wills, although he was confident of the outcome. She hadn’t the experience to hold back her body or her emotions.

Most importantly, she was a woman—her heart would follow her passion.

Eventually, she would give herself completely and deliver her trust. Then he would have her password. He only hoped she’d surrender in time to avoid Dominion sentries detecting their change in course.

Andromeda’s nails dug into his shoulders, and her legs constricted. “Please,” she cried, her voice raspy. “Faster…deeper…”

Khalim resisted his body’s desire to comply with her command. Instead, he teased her with one deep thrust and followed with more shallow ones…then deep…shallow.

Her nails raked his back as she tried to wrest control of his pace, slamming her hips up and down to force him to move faster.

He tightened his grip on her buttocks and ground his pelvis into her as far as he could reach and held himself perfectly still.

Her eyes fluttered open. He read stark, desperate need in her gaze and trembling mouth.

“You must trust me,” he said, knowing his rising passion made his voice harsh.

“Damn you! Trust can’t be commanded.” Her eyes filled with tears.

He fought the need to soothe her, just as he resisted the urge to pump his hips at her hot sex. She had to surrender—for both their sakes. He brought one hand to her dark thatch and combed his fingers through the hairs that floated in the water, until he found the hard, distended button between her legs. He flicked it with his thumb once.

Her breath hitched, and she shuddered deep inside.

He rubbed it harder, and her vagina clutched his cock, squeezing exquisitely tighter.

“How can you expect me to trust you…when you use my body against me?” A tear rolled from her eye.