AN: WARNING! This scene is not meant for readers younger than 18. Thank you and enjoy!
I was in a shower, the water splayed against my skin. As the needle-sharp jets hit my body, they soothed me but also exhilarated my senses. Or was that the heat of the body so close to mine, the sent of man and stetson that had my pulse racing?
Hands touched me, turned me around, then lips came down on mine. Lips that were warm, familiar and oh so wonderful. We kissed, long and hard, as the water drummed our skin, skimming our bodies, tickling and teasing.
Then he turned me, so that my back was against the hard heat of his body, his erection nudging my butt as he reached for the soap and he began washing my breast and belly. The sent of wild flowers touched the air, filling every breath. Oh it felt so good.
But being caught between the heat of his body, the drum of the water and the caress of his hands was nothing short of torturous, and I was pretty much steaming in an instant.
When I could stand it no more, I grabbed the soap from him and turned around. His beautiful body gleamed like sculpted pale-gold marble in the half-light of the bathroom, the water trailed down every muscle and curve. I followed the waters lead, soaping every marvelous inch, until he was quivering as badly as I was.
He took the soap and put it back in the holder, then twined his hands in mine, raising them above my head as he pressed my back against the cool, wet tiles. The heat of him flowed around me, through me, burning my skin and contrasting sharply with the coldness seeping from the tiles.
His gaze met mine, the grey depths gleaming with lust and determination.
"You are mine Niki." he said softly as he nudged my legs wider with one knee. "And I have every intention of loving you so completely, in everyway possible, that you will have no desire to turn to anyone else but me."
"Prove it sexy."
But it came out little more than a pant of air as he slid into me, filling me, liquefying me. His thick groan of pleasure was a sound I echoed. Then he began to move, and there was nothing gentle about it. His body and movements were urgent, fierce, and so very wonderful. The rich ache grew, becoming a kaleidoscope of sensations that washed through every corner of my mind. Then the shuddering took hold and I gasped, grabbing his shoulders, clambering up his body to wrap my legs around his waist and push him deeper still. Pleasure exploded between us and my orgasm ripped through my body, shuddering through my soul.
He nuzzled my neck gently, kissing and nipping till he found the one place and bit down. I bent my head back so he had better access, gasping for breath as he drank.
"Zero!" I screamed loud enough for my alpha to hear me.