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burning," Maya whispered.
"I know, I'm sorry, but it's okay. It won't last long, I promise," he said. Kissing her again as he continued to move inside her, hoping that it was true. The pain was a little distracting, like a bee sting, or stinging nettles where the skin of their palms touched. He needed to get this done, before something went wrong. Then as he tried to pick up the pace and deepen his stroke, the bike began to wobble. He felt like screaming in frustration. Shit, this wasn't working. His movements were making the bike too unstable. If he didn't move them it was going to go over, taking them with it.
What to do ? He presently didn't have a lot of blood left in his top head.
"Maya, wrap your left arm around my neck, and hold on tight. Then you need to grip me with your thighs. Wrap your legs tight around my waist, and lock them." Jaden told her as he shoved his right arm beneath her bottom, hefting her up and holding her flush against him. Once he was sure he had a proper grip, and wasn't in danger of dropping her, he staggered over to the blanket.
With Maya wrapped so tightly around him, he'd never been so uncomfortable in his life. Her heels were dug into his arse, and her dress was bunched up between them. Add in the fact that the zipper of his jeans was digging into his groin, and that she'd probably have a belt buckle mark on her stomach, he was having a fucking ball. He should have undressed them, but his other side baulked at the idea. It may not be comfortable like this, but at least no one else was getting a look at her naked.
It was not the easiest manoeuvre to make though. Still keeping their marked hands, as well as their bodies, locked together. If he moved an inch the wrong way, so to speak, the binding wouldn't take. What the fuck had he been thinking starting this on the seat of his bike? What a stupid idea. At over two hundred years old, experience alone should have told him this wasn't going to work. He should have moved this to the blanket from the get go, instead of jumping in like a virgin on a first date. Jaden shook his head at his own stupidity.
Maya began laughing at the precarious position they were both now in. Her thighs were shaking from the effort of trying to hold Jaden within her body. She knew if he slipped out, this would all have been for nothing. On the last full moon, before her twenty sixth birthday, once he entered her body the countdown had begun. As soon as that initial connection between their bodies and hands had happened, it had set everything in motion. If they lost connection of either now, Jaden was doomed. They didn't get a second chance at this, he was out of moons, therefore out of time.
"Not funny," Jaden hissed, dropping to his knees with Maya still wrapped around him. Then gently lowered her onto her back, before coming down on top of her. Again pushing their joined hands above her head.
"I know, I'm sorry. Its nerves," Maya told him. You're also heavy, and my hand is stinging like a son of a bitch," Maya whispered breathily. Jaden raised his brows, pulling back slightly, by leaning on his right hand. It was a tricky move, but he could tell by her shallow breathing that his weight was too much for her. He had to keep their right hands entwined and over her head, for the moons rays to reach them.
"Okay, and maybe it is kind of funny," Maya admitted, now that she could breathe again. "I mean you're staggering around with me like a drunk, as I try to hold onto you like a limpet. You've got to admit the ridiculousness of it, kind of sucks the romance out of the whole ceremony." Maya giggled, and Jaden's mouth twisted in derision. Just then the DJ, on the radio station on his phone, announced a group call 112. Who were apparently singing a song called 'Anywhere.' Maya and Jaden looked at each other and began laughing as it began. The lyrics were rather apt, due to their present position, as they sang about doing it anywhere. They both looked above their
"I know, I'm sorry, but it's okay. It won't last long, I promise," he said. Kissing her again as he continued to move inside her, hoping that it was true. The pain was a little distracting, like a bee sting, or stinging nettles where the skin of their palms touched. He needed to get this done, before something went wrong. Then as he tried to pick up the pace and deepen his stroke, the bike began to wobble. He felt like screaming in frustration. Shit, this wasn't working. His movements were making the bike too unstable. If he didn't move them it was going to go over, taking them with it.
What to do ? He presently didn't have a lot of blood left in his top head.
"Maya, wrap your left arm around my neck, and hold on tight. Then you need to grip me with your thighs. Wrap your legs tight around my waist, and lock them." Jaden told her as he shoved his right arm beneath her bottom, hefting her up and holding her flush against him. Once he was sure he had a proper grip, and wasn't in danger of dropping her, he staggered over to the blanket.
With Maya wrapped so tightly around him, he'd never been so uncomfortable in his life. Her heels were dug into his arse, and her dress was bunched up between them. Add in the fact that the zipper of his jeans was digging into his groin, and that she'd probably have a belt buckle mark on her stomach, he was having a fucking ball. He should have undressed them, but his other side baulked at the idea. It may not be comfortable like this, but at least no one else was getting a look at her naked.
It was not the easiest manoeuvre to make though. Still keeping their marked hands, as well as their bodies, locked together. If he moved an inch the wrong way, so to speak, the binding wouldn't take. What the fuck had he been thinking starting this on the seat of his bike? What a stupid idea. At over two hundred years old, experience alone should have told him this wasn't going to work. He should have moved this to the blanket from the get go, instead of jumping in like a virgin on a first date. Jaden shook his head at his own stupidity.
Maya began laughing at the precarious position they were both now in. Her thighs were shaking from the effort of trying to hold Jaden within her body. She knew if he slipped out, this would all have been for nothing. On the last full moon, before her twenty sixth birthday, once he entered her body the countdown had begun. As soon as that initial connection between their bodies and hands had happened, it had set everything in motion. If they lost connection of either now, Jaden was doomed. They didn't get a second chance at this, he was out of moons, therefore out of time.
"Not funny," Jaden hissed, dropping to his knees with Maya still wrapped around him. Then gently lowered her onto her back, before coming down on top of her. Again pushing their joined hands above her head.
"I know, I'm sorry. Its nerves," Maya told him. You're also heavy, and my hand is stinging like a son of a bitch," Maya whispered breathily. Jaden raised his brows, pulling back slightly, by leaning on his right hand. It was a tricky move, but he could tell by her shallow breathing that his weight was too much for her. He had to keep their right hands entwined and over her head, for the moons rays to reach them.
"Okay, and maybe it is kind of funny," Maya admitted, now that she could breathe again. "I mean you're staggering around with me like a drunk, as I try to hold onto you like a limpet. You've got to admit the ridiculousness of it, kind of sucks the romance out of the whole ceremony." Maya giggled, and Jaden's mouth twisted in derision. Just then the DJ, on the radio station on his phone, announced a group call 112. Who were apparently singing a song called 'Anywhere.' Maya and Jaden looked at each other and began laughing as it began. The lyrics were rather apt, due to their present position, as they sang about doing it anywhere. They both looked above their
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