species who cannot breathe under water. Most of the time, it is used as a lifesaving option, but sometimes, it comes in handy for more intimate reasons.”
“Like making love under water. Are there any other details you saved?”
A faint blush edged his cheeks. “It is optional, but many who mate wear matching tattoos, to show that they belong to each other. I would like to do this, Anji.”
“We’ll talk.” God, he was adorable. Matching tattoos—she could go with that, as long as they weren’t over the top, and in a discreet spot. “We will definitely talk. Now, where were we?”
He pressed his wrist to her lips and she almost climaxed as heat poured into her.
“Anji—”
“Yes—God, Kiele, yes—”
He cut her off with his lips and took her under.
Anji panicked at first, surrounded by water again. But Kiele’s arms were around her, his lips warm on hers, and his breath even warmer. She opened her eyes, long enough to see his face, her hair floating around them, the cool water that embraced her. Then he started moving inside her and she forgot where she was.
Every thrust took him deeper, and he was so thick, so hot—she didn’t remember him feeling like this before, being so aware of him like this. Her fingers dug into his arms, her mouth fused to his, her body so hot even the water didn’t cool her.
He groaned against her lips and drove himself into her. She arched up, meeting every fast, deep stroke, straining toward the climax racing at her. His cock filled her, throbbing and huge, and that sense of belonging only to him pushed her higher, heightened every touch, every thrust—
Her body clamped around his cock and she felt him stiffen, his hands curled around her ass as he pounded into her, every inch of him taking her higher. He lifted her and they broke the surface of the water, both of them gasping.
“Kiele—”
“I need—to hear your voice, feel your breath, touch you—”
“What about the—joining?” God, she could barely think, never mind talk.
“You feel it, know in your heart we are joined already.”
“God, yes. Please don’t stop.”
“Never. Hold on to me, Anji.”
She wrapped her legs around his waist and arched into him, taking him in so deep she knew no man had ever touched her there before. His hand slid up, over her ribs, and found her breast. She cried out when his fingers teased her aching nipple.
“God—Kiele—I need faster.”
He gave her faster, and she rode him, her body screaming for release. She let out a gasp when he moved, pinning her against the side of the tub. His hands gripped the thick edge, giving him more leverage, and he thrust up, changing the angle, his cock pressing into her clit.
“Anji—” He panted, words she didn’t understand wrapping around her as he drove into her, the water swirling around them with the force of his body moving against her, inside her.
“Kiele—oh God—”
She arched her back, grabbing on to his shoulders as the orgasm ripped through her. He kept thrusting into her, wave after hot wave threatening to drown her. Nothing she’d experienced had ever felt this powerful, this right. His release triggered a second, even more stunning orgasm, and she clung to him, afraid she was going to fly apart if she didn’t have an anchor.
He spilled himself inside her, and she clenched around him, holding him deep inside, letting him fill her.
“Anji—” He captured her lips in a hot, desperate kiss, and her need spiraled up again, his long, hot release setting off another shuddering orgasm. “Anji—”
His body arched, and he shocked the hell out of her by climaxing again. No human man had ever done that . His cock pulsed inside her, the feel of him so incredible she never wanted to let him go. He pressed his wrist to her lips and she kissed him, actually screaming when hot liquid pumped into her, finding the one spot no man ever seemed to be able to touch.
Kiele drove himself into her, and the friction,
“Like making love under water. Are there any other details you saved?”
A faint blush edged his cheeks. “It is optional, but many who mate wear matching tattoos, to show that they belong to each other. I would like to do this, Anji.”
“We’ll talk.” God, he was adorable. Matching tattoos—she could go with that, as long as they weren’t over the top, and in a discreet spot. “We will definitely talk. Now, where were we?”
He pressed his wrist to her lips and she almost climaxed as heat poured into her.
“Anji—”
“Yes—God, Kiele, yes—”
He cut her off with his lips and took her under.
Anji panicked at first, surrounded by water again. But Kiele’s arms were around her, his lips warm on hers, and his breath even warmer. She opened her eyes, long enough to see his face, her hair floating around them, the cool water that embraced her. Then he started moving inside her and she forgot where she was.
Every thrust took him deeper, and he was so thick, so hot—she didn’t remember him feeling like this before, being so aware of him like this. Her fingers dug into his arms, her mouth fused to his, her body so hot even the water didn’t cool her.
He groaned against her lips and drove himself into her. She arched up, meeting every fast, deep stroke, straining toward the climax racing at her. His cock filled her, throbbing and huge, and that sense of belonging only to him pushed her higher, heightened every touch, every thrust—
Her body clamped around his cock and she felt him stiffen, his hands curled around her ass as he pounded into her, every inch of him taking her higher. He lifted her and they broke the surface of the water, both of them gasping.
“Kiele—”
“I need—to hear your voice, feel your breath, touch you—”
“What about the—joining?” God, she could barely think, never mind talk.
“You feel it, know in your heart we are joined already.”
“God, yes. Please don’t stop.”
“Never. Hold on to me, Anji.”
She wrapped her legs around his waist and arched into him, taking him in so deep she knew no man had ever touched her there before. His hand slid up, over her ribs, and found her breast. She cried out when his fingers teased her aching nipple.
“God—Kiele—I need faster.”
He gave her faster, and she rode him, her body screaming for release. She let out a gasp when he moved, pinning her against the side of the tub. His hands gripped the thick edge, giving him more leverage, and he thrust up, changing the angle, his cock pressing into her clit.
“Anji—” He panted, words she didn’t understand wrapping around her as he drove into her, the water swirling around them with the force of his body moving against her, inside her.
“Kiele—oh God—”
She arched her back, grabbing on to his shoulders as the orgasm ripped through her. He kept thrusting into her, wave after hot wave threatening to drown her. Nothing she’d experienced had ever felt this powerful, this right. His release triggered a second, even more stunning orgasm, and she clung to him, afraid she was going to fly apart if she didn’t have an anchor.
He spilled himself inside her, and she clenched around him, holding him deep inside, letting him fill her.
“Anji—” He captured her lips in a hot, desperate kiss, and her need spiraled up again, his long, hot release setting off another shuddering orgasm. “Anji—”
His body arched, and he shocked the hell out of her by climaxing again. No human man had ever done that . His cock pulsed inside her, the feel of him so incredible she never wanted to let him go. He pressed his wrist to her lips and she kissed him, actually screaming when hot liquid pumped into her, finding the one spot no man ever seemed to be able to touch.
Kiele drove himself into her, and the friction,
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