Chapter 11
He wanted her to be as connected as he was. He wanted her to
recognize him as her mate, not just for this, but for life. He still
held her hands behind her and the position thrust her breasts out
slightly. Sora bent and kissed one straining nipple. When she
started to instinctively pull away from the sharp pleasure, he held
her tighter and licked her, nibbled, then sucked.
He could feel her contractions, feel the increasing tightness in her
body. He straightened, holding himself still, not withdrawing from
her yet, but also making no attempt to drive her higher. "Not yet,
babe. Not yet."
"Why?"
Sora released her, then swept her up into his arms. "You're an
impatient little thing, you know that?"
"I know you promised I'd enjoy this."
"And you will." When she lifted her brow as if in challenge, he
said, "The kissing, remember?" He brushed her mouth with his own on
his way through the doorway and to the bed. "I can't wait to taste
you."
She gripped him hard and made a strangled sound. Sora lowered her to
the mattress.
"Now don't get riled with me." He could already tell she wanted to
rush him, but Kairi was a feast resting there in his bed where he'd
always wanted her to be, and he damn well intended to take his time.
"I promise I know what I doing."
That had her frowning real quick. "I don't want to think about how
you learned!"
"Then don't." He lay down beside her, lifted her hand to his mouth
and kissed her palm. "Think about how I've always wanted you, how no
woman could ever measure up to you." He bit the tip of one finger
and added in a rough voice, "How I'd walk through hell for you,
Kairi."
Not wanting to hear what she might say to his heartfelt declaration,
Sora kissed her. His tongue slid into her mouth, stroking, teasing
while his hand went back to her breasts. Lord, he could easily spend
hours, maybe days, just loving Kairi's breasts.
She gasped when he pulled his mouth away, then gasped again when he
kissed her throat, her collarbone. "I want you to trust me, okay?
Just take deep breaths and relax."
"Yeah. Okay." She nudged his shoulders, getting him moving again.
Sora smiled despite the lust pounding through him. Kairi was in a
hurry, anxious for him to get started, and he loved her all the more
for her boldness. No feigned timidity for his Kairi. She was curious,
she was hot, and she wanted him to get on with it.
He wanted her to be as connected as he was. He wanted her to
recognize him as her mate, not just for this, but for life. He still
held her hands behind her and the position thrust her breasts out
slightly. Sora bent and kissed one straining nipple. When she
started to instinctively pull away from the sharp pleasure, he held
her tighter and licked her, nibbled, then sucked.
He could feel her contractions, feel the increasing tightness in her
body. He straightened, holding himself still, not withdrawing from
her yet, but also making no attempt to drive her higher. "Not yet,
babe. Not yet."
"Why?"
Sora released her, then swept her up into his arms. "You're an
impatient little thing, you know that?"
"I know you promised I'd enjoy this."
"And you will." When she lifted her brow as if in challenge, he
said, "The kissing, remember?" He brushed her mouth with his own on
his way through the doorway and to the bed. "I can't wait to taste
you."
She gripped him hard and made a strangled sound. Sora lowered her to
the mattress.
"Now don't get riled with me." He could already tell she wanted to
rush him, but Kairi was a feast resting there in his bed where he'd
always wanted her to be, and he damn well intended to take his time.
"I promise I know what I doing."
That had her frowning real quick. "I don't want to think about how
you learned!"
"Then don't." He lay down beside her, lifted her hand to his mouth
and kissed her palm. "Think about how I've always wanted you, how no
woman could ever measure up to you." He bit the tip of one finger
and added in a rough voice, "How I'd walk through hell for you,
Kairi."
Not wanting to hear what she might say to his heartfelt declaration,
Sora kissed her. His tongue slid into her mouth, stroking, teasing
while his hand went back to her breasts. Lord, he could easily spend
hours, maybe days, just loving Kairi's breasts.
She gasped when he pulled his mouth away, then gasped again when he
kissed her throat, her collarbone. "I want you to trust me, okay?
Just take deep breaths and relax."
"Yeah. Okay." She nudged his shoulders, getting him moving again.
Sora smiled despite the lust pounding through him. Kairi was in a
hurry, anxious for him to get started, and he loved her all the more
for her boldness. No feigned timidity for his Kairi. She was curious,
she was hot, and she wanted him to get on with it.
