His mouth settled near her ear to whisper, “No one will ever touch you intimately but me.”
“I don’t want anyone but you touching me,” she said on bated breath, then managed to remind him on what he had agreed to before they wed. “And I will be the only woman who will ever touch you or you will ever couple with from this day on.”
To her surprise and partial disappointment, he flipped her over.
“I’m all yours,” he said seriously.
She took a needed breath and admitted to something she never expected to tell him. “I always thought of you that way—as mine.”
“I’m glad one of us was wise enough to know we were made for each other.”
“You think that?” she asked startled by his remark.
“I know that,” he said as his hand drifted down to her thatch of hair and she gasped when his finger brushed over the delicate nub hidden there.
After barely a few moments, “Ohhhhh,” rolled out with her sighing moan as he teased her passion to take farther flight. After tormenting her senseless, he kissed down along her midriff to her stomach, his mouth replacing his fingers, and she thought she’d bolt off the bed but his hand firm on her stomach kept her in place. And when his finger slipped inside her to tease, she warned with a moan, “It will be over too soon if you keep this up.”
“The first of several to come tonight,” he said and continued to pleasure her.
Purity moaned and kept a grip on the sheets as her passion soared. Her moans grew when her husband would ease his teasing and let her passion return to simmer before he would start again on her.
“Not fair, Arran, I want to touch you as well,” she cried out after he let her simmer again for the second time.
“Later,” he said and rose up to hover over her, running his tongue over her lips as he pressed his thick shaft between her legs. “Open for me,” he said, his whisper a strong command.
She spread her legs and opened her mouth and he settled his lips over hers, his tongue hurrying in and her tongue eagerly welcoming him just as she welcomed the feel of his shaft poking at her entrance between her legs.
This was it, finally she would feel him inside her, but he didn’t rush, he poked and prodded at her entrance, slipping in ever so slightly, letting her get a feel for him, making her want more, making her ache for him.
“Please don’t make me beg you, Arran,” she said between moans.
“Knowing that you want me enough to beg fires my need for you beyond reason,” he said in a soft whisper near her ear.
“Then I’ll beg more often,” she said and turned her head enough for her to capture his earlobe with her teeth and nibble.
“Damn, wife, but you excite me,” he said and retaliated by nibbling at her lower lip before lifting up over her and gently slipping his shaft farther into her.
Purity raised her hips, forcing him deeper inside her and he complied, sliding in until he couldn’t stop himself from plunging all the way in.
“Sweet heaven,” she cried out. “Whatever you do, don’t stop.”
He didn’t. He couldn’t. His need for her was too great and he began a rhythm she easily joined with and he never felt anything so gratifying in his life. This was happiness, pleasure, love all rolled into one and he never wanted to let go of it.
Purity wanted to cry out with absolute joy but was too busy moaning with pleasure to do little else. Every thrust she met with one of her own made her feel more alive than she’d ever been. She felt it building to her core and knew it wouldn’t be long before she burst in extreme pleasure.
“Arran,” she breathed harshly, grabbing tight to his arms.
He brought his lips to hers, brushing across them. “Together as one, always as one.”
“Aye,” she agreed, squeezing her eyes tight as she teetered on the edge ready to fall.
He drove into her harder and harder and finally ordered, “Let go.”
And she did, calling out his name as an explosion of sensations rocked her body over and over, delivering the most exquisite pleasure she’d ever experienced. And she clung tenaciously to every divine bit of it.
Arran threw back his head ready to roar, but kept it to a moan that vibrated deep down in his chest. Explosion after explosion resonated down so deep inside him he didn’t think the pleasure would ever stop washing over and through him. Never had he felt such immense satisfaction with any woman and he allowed himself to enjoy every last bit of it, collapsing on his wife when he was sure their pleasure had finally abated.
When he felt her move against him and saw her eyes close tight, he hurried to reach down and tease her nub as he moved inside her again and was surprised when he felt her tighten around him and moan as she climaxed again.