A/N: This one is still dominate Aric it's just a little…different than most. I hope you enjoy it. I'd like to thank Jediserenity82 for beta'ing this for me! And reviews are greatly appreciated!

In the Heat of the Night

Chapter 4

Slowly opening my eyes, I glanced at Aric lying on the bed beside me, my head was resting on his shoulder and our legs were tangled together. He had his arm wrapped around me and he was holding me close to his side. If I moved or was moved, he'd notice.

Taking the opportunity, I studied the gorgeous body on display before me. Though the intervening years had left their mark on Aric, he was still incredibly handsome, at least to me. He had always been tall and muscular but now he was exceptionally lean, without an ounce of fat on him. His chest, like the rest of him, was covered in a layer of brown fur, though it grew progressively thinner across his abs and down to his slender waist, where it became a happy trail leading to his promised land. Licking my lips in anticipation, my eyes eagerly followed the trail south to Aric's cock lying against his leg. He was very well-endowed, his member long and proportionally thick, his balls heavy beneath it. Better, he knew well how to best use his attributes to bring pleasure to both of us.

My breath caught in the back of my throat at the thoughts; I was pleasantly, achingly sore and felt like I could still feel him buried deeply inside me. He had left his mark on me, in more ways than one. I loved it when he let his dominate side show and took charge of our lovemaking. While not technically a submissive, I found it incredibly hot to cede control to him in the bedroom. I was getting wet just remembering him pinning me to the bed and couldn't hold back a whimper of need.

"See something you like?"

"Definitely," I purred, reaching out and wrapping my hand around his cock.

He hissed and his hips involuntarily bucked off the bed, into my hold. Watching me with hooded eyes, he growled, "Then take what you want."

Biting my lower lip, I slowly slid my hand up and down his length. With just a stroke or two, Aric's cock was hard and erect, jutting out from his body proudly. Using my thumb, I caressed a vein running along the back of his member, tip to base and back. Each pass of my hand, I could feel my womanhood grow hotter, wetter… again. Only this man, this Cathar, my husband could do this to me, make me so wanton with need. He'd left his mark on me, inside and out. I was scratched, bruised, bitten and so sore in the best ways possible. I wondered if I'd be able to walk tomorrow but I didn't care. He was the only thing that mattered and just the sight of him could still make me want him again.

Continuing to stroke his cock, I moved up his body and fiercely kissed him. My tongue pushed past his lips and plundered his mouth. Panting for breath, I moved on, kissing along his jawline to his ear, sucking on the tip. Aric groaned in response but didn't do anything else. Licking along the edge of his ear, I whispered huskily, "You make me so fucking hot. I need to feel your cock buried inside me again."

"Fuck," he groaned.

"We will," I whispered, "soon."

As I kissed and nipped my way down his neck, Aric tipped his back, easing my access. Reaching his pulse point, I concentrated on the spot, sucking and lathing my tongue across it. Drawing a large bit of flesh into my mouth, I bit down hard, trying to mark him, like he had marked me. I wasn't sure I'd succeed, his fur gave him protection but I wanted the world to know he was taken.

Startled, Aric's hips bucked off the bed and he growled a pain filled warning, "Skye," but he made no move to stop me.

Lathing my tongue across the bruise, I nipped him hard a second time hoping to darken my mark. "Mine," I told him.

"Always yours," he agreed, head still tipped back.

Satisfied, I ran my tongue along his clavicle to the center of his chest. I rained kisses down his sternum, stopping at his nipples. Turning my attention to his left nipple, I licked and sucked it, making the skin turn into a hard pebble. Next, I started on the other, drawing it into my mouth, sucking until it was hard and Aric was panting with need and fisting his hands in the sheets.

Wrapping his hand around mine on his cock, he said, "Harder! You won't break it."

Doing as he directed, I gripped his length harder and stroked him with fervor. Arching his back, Aric thrust his length into my hold, driving himself ever closer to the edge. I loved that my touch caused my stoic husband's self-control to snap.

"Need more," he panted, back again resting on the bed. "Straddle me," he ordered me, wrapping a hand around my waist.

I complied readily, shifting my legs to rest along either side of him. Rocking back and forth, I tweaked one of his nipples and nibbled an earlobe, making him groan. "What next?" I whispered, moving back until I felt his length pressing against my opening.

Closing his eyes, I watched Aric struggling to regain some of his waning self-control, both hands again gripping the sheets. "Need…inside you….now!" he said in a low, heated voice.

Needing no further direction, I sat back, impaling myself on his cock, burying him deeply inside my heat.

"Fuck," he moaned, pushing his head back into the pillow.

I groaned at the feeling of being stretched and filled again. I was still a bit sore from our earlier activities but after a few moments that quickly faded and I was overwhelmed with a lustful need for my husband. "Aric," I whimpered, when the need to move was almost too much to bear.

Taking a breath, he directed, "Move…slowly."

Sighing in relief, I started grinding myself on his member. At first I set an unhurried, steady pace, up and down, in and out. I loved feeling him slide into me, pushing deeper and making me wetter with each stroke.

Watching me take pleasure from using his body, grasped one of my hands and guided it to my breast. Gently massaging the top of the hand on my breast, he said, "Play with your boobs, enjoy yourself."

Reaching up with the other hand, I fondled my breasts, touching them both as I continued to slowly move my hips. I made a little sound of pleasure in the back of my throat.

"Circle a nipple with a fingertip."

Following his direction, I ran my fingertips around my left nipple, the stimulation making it pebble. I inhaled sharply and bit my lip.

"Now the other."

Using the other hand, my fingers ran over the sensitive flesh of my right nipple until it was as hard as the left. The feeling sent a zing to my pussy, making it wetter and hotter.

"Both hands," he said lustily. Watching me was turning Aric on. "Gods! That's hot!" he added, as I did as he instructed.

"Aric," I moaned, a fire building in my tummy.

"Arch your back," he panted, eyes locked on me. "Tip your head back."

The change in position caused his cock to hit a new spot inside me, making me whimper needily.

"Reach back and grab my legs," he said. I wasn't sure how he could sound calm. The fire in my belly had grown to a damned inferno. "Roll... " he started but a groan caused him to pause. "Roll your hips."

I started rolling my hips in a languid, sexy movement. I felt like I was going to explode but I refused to stop. After a minute or two, my pace had become harder, edgier, pushing us both higher into the heavens.

"Sit forward," he ground out between clenched teeth. Aric's own control was hanging on but a tattered string. "Hands on my chest."

Sitting up, I put my hands on his pecs and continued rolling my hips. Again, the change caused him to hit deeper inside my heat and another wave of pleasure washed over us. I dug my fingers nails into his, through his fur until they bit into his flesh.

"Fuck Skye," he hissed at the pain but it quickly turned into a moan of pleasure. "Gods, harder!"

I rode his cock, hard and fast. My movements became uncoordinated and I could feel my orgasm starting to build to dizzying heights deep inside my core. It wouldn't take much more to push me over the edge.

"That's it!" he managed. "Gods, you're beautiful." Finally reaching up, he touched me, running a hand through my dark hair. His touch was the final piece and I shattered with his touch.

"Aric!" I screamed, feeling my walls spasm around his cock as my orgasm finally pulled me under. I rode out the feelings, enjoying each and every moment of something we'd both been denied by the universe for way, way too long.

Just as I was finishing, my husband wrapped his hands around my waist and thrust up into my heat, not about to let me come down from my high. I was sweat soaked and worn out, but my body reacted to Aric's movements, heat again pooling in my nether regions.

He set a bruising pace... literally. I was sure his hold on my waist would leave more bruises on my skin, but neither of us cared at the moment. He powerfully thrust up into my heat, while at the same time yanking me down on his cock. It felt he was going deeper with each stroke and driving our passions into space.

I was so lost in my own passions, that I nearly missed it when Aric's control finally snapped. Though I didn't think it was possible, his grip tightened and he pulled me down on his cock with what seemed the last of his strength. He came with a roar.

"Skye!"

He spilled himself deep inside my womanhood. I could feel the warmth of his essence filling me and sending me into another mind blowing climax.

"Gods!" I cried, as my walls clenched down on his cock, making Aric inhale sharply at the feeling. My insides milked him for every last drop until I was full and the evidence of our lovemaking was running down the insides of my legs.

As the waves washed over me, I felt physically drained. My arms seemed to become boneless and I lay down on Aric's heaving chest. I tried to regain some strength and catch my breath. "Love you," I managed between breaths.

"Love you too," he answered. Pressing a kiss to the crown of my head, "You're my life."

"Don't think I can move," I told him. I was still lying draped across his chest with his softening cock still buried inside of my womanhood.

"That's fine," he said, with a laugh. "Don't want you too. Just rest," he added, pressing another kiss to the top of my sweat soaked hair.

I could feel my husband, I was content. As he started carding his hands through my hair, my eyes closed and I started to drift off….

TBC

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