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she released his hair and let her legs collapse, he looked up at her. “Are you ready for more, m’lady?”
* * *
“ Y es ,” said Natalie.
Auron rolled on top of her, fitting his hard length against her sex. One finger traced her cheekbone. He said nothing, but a smile curved his sensual lips.
She felt the steel warmth of his body as he pressed against her, his shaft rubbing between her slick folds. He continued the light movements as he feathered kisses on her neck. Auron’s hands drifted down to her thighs, trailing up her ribs oh-so-slowly until his big hands cupped her breasts. She moaned as he expertly kneaded the firm flesh. Her breasts felt heavy, her nipples deliciously taut.
He leaned on one arm, his mouth on her breast, sucking her nipple. His fingers trailed over her thigh then slipped between her slick folds to stroke the tight little bud of her femininity.
She felt the tip of his shaft against her entrance. Despite knowing that Auron would never hurt her, that she wanted to feel him inside her, she was scared. Auron re-positioned himself above her, his hands threading into her hair.
She stiffened as his large cock breached her opening.
He kissed her, drawing her tongue into a sensual duel. She grabbed onto the sheets, clutching the fabric as Auron inched his length inside her, his breath harsh in her ear.
“Fast or slow?” he asked. “It will hurt either way, my sweet one. But I promise to give you pleasure.”
“Fast,” she said.
“Goddess,” he muttered. He rose to his knees, tilted her hips, and put her legs over his shoulders.
He plunged inside—his shaft surged right through her virginal barrier. Pain broke the hold pleasure had on her. She cried out, tensing, and yanked at the silk holding her arms. “Why haven’t they broken?”
“I must spill my seed,” admitted Auron.
He moved her legs down, wrapping them around his waist as he moved to lie on top of her. He gathered her into his arms and kissed her. He kissed her until she relaxed until she accepted the strange fullness of his cock inside her. He bent to her breasts, laving the nipples, nipping at her flesh. His thumb stroked the swollen bud that tingled anew with pleasure.
“You can take me. You can take all of me, can’t you, my love?”
“Yes,” she promised. “Oh, yes.”
Endlessly, he touched her and kissed her. He created within her an aching need, a fierce lust. He ever so slowly withdrew from her wet tightness then pushed inside. Stroke after stroke, he built the fires for both of them.
His breathing labored, his muscles strained, and sweat rolled down his chest. She held onto him, dragging her nails down his back, clutching at him.
“Auron!” she cried.
“Yes, Natalie. Yes, my love.”
Bliss exploded, and she quaked beneath her mage, her cries and moans and shudders wracking her every raw nerve.
Auron tensed, and she felt his cock jerk violently. He pushed deeply inside her as he released his seed, his groan low, nearly a growl as he sank against her, and emptied himself inside her.
The silk wrapped around binding her wrists released. Breathing hard, she looked up at Auron. His gaze was shadowed, but his lips formed a half-smile. “You are free, Natalie.”
Chapter 8
T he moment the silk ties unwrapped from Natalie’s wrists, Auron scooped her up. He didn’t care that they were naked, only that they escaped the treacherous Caste of Dreams. He hurried out of the room, through the hallways, and up staircases, until he reached the roof garden.
Rin’s minions burst through the door, swords at the ready. Rin took off from the roof, easily gaining height above the guards. Shouts followed them up, up, up, but soon there was nothing but quiet.
“It’s beautiful.”
“Yes,” said Auron, bending to kiss her nose. “But not as beautiful as you.”
Natalie smiled. “Let’s go home.”
His heart swelled. Home.
* * *
N atalie and Auron hurried up the stairs to his bedroom suite. With the
* * *
“ Y es ,” said Natalie.
Auron rolled on top of her, fitting his hard length against her sex. One finger traced her cheekbone. He said nothing, but a smile curved his sensual lips.
She felt the steel warmth of his body as he pressed against her, his shaft rubbing between her slick folds. He continued the light movements as he feathered kisses on her neck. Auron’s hands drifted down to her thighs, trailing up her ribs oh-so-slowly until his big hands cupped her breasts. She moaned as he expertly kneaded the firm flesh. Her breasts felt heavy, her nipples deliciously taut.
He leaned on one arm, his mouth on her breast, sucking her nipple. His fingers trailed over her thigh then slipped between her slick folds to stroke the tight little bud of her femininity.
She felt the tip of his shaft against her entrance. Despite knowing that Auron would never hurt her, that she wanted to feel him inside her, she was scared. Auron re-positioned himself above her, his hands threading into her hair.
She stiffened as his large cock breached her opening.
He kissed her, drawing her tongue into a sensual duel. She grabbed onto the sheets, clutching the fabric as Auron inched his length inside her, his breath harsh in her ear.
“Fast or slow?” he asked. “It will hurt either way, my sweet one. But I promise to give you pleasure.”
“Fast,” she said.
“Goddess,” he muttered. He rose to his knees, tilted her hips, and put her legs over his shoulders.
He plunged inside—his shaft surged right through her virginal barrier. Pain broke the hold pleasure had on her. She cried out, tensing, and yanked at the silk holding her arms. “Why haven’t they broken?”
“I must spill my seed,” admitted Auron.
He moved her legs down, wrapping them around his waist as he moved to lie on top of her. He gathered her into his arms and kissed her. He kissed her until she relaxed until she accepted the strange fullness of his cock inside her. He bent to her breasts, laving the nipples, nipping at her flesh. His thumb stroked the swollen bud that tingled anew with pleasure.
“You can take me. You can take all of me, can’t you, my love?”
“Yes,” she promised. “Oh, yes.”
Endlessly, he touched her and kissed her. He created within her an aching need, a fierce lust. He ever so slowly withdrew from her wet tightness then pushed inside. Stroke after stroke, he built the fires for both of them.
His breathing labored, his muscles strained, and sweat rolled down his chest. She held onto him, dragging her nails down his back, clutching at him.
“Auron!” she cried.
“Yes, Natalie. Yes, my love.”
Bliss exploded, and she quaked beneath her mage, her cries and moans and shudders wracking her every raw nerve.
Auron tensed, and she felt his cock jerk violently. He pushed deeply inside her as he released his seed, his groan low, nearly a growl as he sank against her, and emptied himself inside her.
The silk wrapped around binding her wrists released. Breathing hard, she looked up at Auron. His gaze was shadowed, but his lips formed a half-smile. “You are free, Natalie.”
Chapter 8
T he moment the silk ties unwrapped from Natalie’s wrists, Auron scooped her up. He didn’t care that they were naked, only that they escaped the treacherous Caste of Dreams. He hurried out of the room, through the hallways, and up staircases, until he reached the roof garden.
Rin’s minions burst through the door, swords at the ready. Rin took off from the roof, easily gaining height above the guards. Shouts followed them up, up, up, but soon there was nothing but quiet.
“It’s beautiful.”
“Yes,” said Auron, bending to kiss her nose. “But not as beautiful as you.”
Natalie smiled. “Let’s go home.”
His heart swelled. Home.
* * *
N atalie and Auron hurried up the stairs to his bedroom suite. With the
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