A few hard sucks and she shattered under him, her hips bucking. The room blurred and her heart galloped so fast it might give out.
He didn’t stop. “Again.”
She sobbed and tried to jerk forward. “It’s too much—”
“I said again.” The hand still on her back pressed her more firmly into the bed, but he switched to feather soft glides over her sensitive flesh. Whereas before he’d chased her to find her release, now he teased, pulling her along. Each time she shuddered, he focused in on what caused it, and repeated the motion. She writhed so long and so hard, sweat beaded at her brow.
When she finally gave up and settled, letting him have his way, he hummed a short chord of approval and quickened his pace. One long wave of pleasure crashed over her as climaxed again.
His tonguing stopped and Rerek mounted her, his hand leaving her back to slap down near her head. The other remained at her waist, pulling her hips beneath his. His hard chest brushed along her back and his thighs spread hers wide as his cock notched into place.
She squirmed in pleasure, but a thread of awareness trickled in. How was he going to fit? Her eyes widened, and she garbled a note of alarm. She tensed, bracing herself.
One sharp pump of his hips and the tip of his cock wedged inside. She cried out. It burned. Both from the heat of him and the stretch.
He thrusted, sinking a few inches deeper. There was no easing, only powerful strokes demanding she accept all of him. He rolled his hips again, spearing farther inside. “You’re mine. Every sigh, every whimper.” His breath feathered against her neck. “You belong to me. Let me in.” His voice had deepened into something savage.
Rerek reared back and slammed forward, all the way to the hilt.
Devon thrashed and keened. He was too thick, the burning too intense. He gripped her waist and held her still as he rooted deeper in small, urgent nudges. Groaning, he stilled, leaving hiscock buried deep. The hand at her waist slid around and between her legs. With the pad of one finger, he stroked her.
He rubbed her exactly right, and whether it was the venom orhim,his teasing touches chased away the lingering pain. While he stroked, her inner muscles clenched and milked his cock. Damn. The way he filled her … she’d never thought anything could feel this good. Or make her feel this complete. He let out a low, sultry growl, and she twitched and arched under him. As he did it again, he quickened the pace of his finger. A few more flicks, and she screamed as another climax surged through her.
Whispers of his power floated across her skin as it sucked at her. He hadn’t moved, but his power coaxed her, a silky caress tugging at her chest. One that wanted her to lose herself and become his thrall.
Devon gritted her teeth and growled. No. Today wasn’t about trickery and deception. Rerek would stop using his power and focus on her. Only her.The hell with him holding onto his control.
She reached back, dragged his head down, and bit the side of his neck.
He roared, his cock kicked inside her, and he withdrew, only to lunge forward and fill her again. Each pump stoked the fire inside her. She tilted her hips for more. He hammered with powerful surges, as if he couldn’t get deep enough. His power stopped grabbing for her, and she hummed her satisfaction.
Rerek sat back on his heels and pulled her upright, tight against his chest, so she sat in his lap, her back to his front. He held her hips and pulled her up and down on his cock as he thrust.
The angle made it feel like he’d thickened and pushed even deeper. She moaned and her head fell back against his chest. One hand left her hips and palmed her breast. He rubbed a thumb across her nipple and when she jerked; he pinchedit. Devon squealed, and her hips bucked. Behind her, Rerek groaned, and his hips pumped faster.
His strokes turned short and insistent, and his arm slid across her chest, his fingers curling over her shoulder to hold her in place against him. Devon felt the base of his cock flare, becoming so thick he had to shorten his strokes as his knot bumped for entry.
His lips brushed her ear. “I want my cock locked inside you.”
It took a moment for her to understand what he’d said. “Wait… what?” He’d said he wanted to avoid that.
“You’re mine.”
He hummed his rich, seductive thrum, and jerked his hips. His knot pressed … pushed … then sank inside her. A stab of pain and incredible pressure. With a few more frantic pumps, he locked his knot behind her pubic bone, and it swelled farther, sealing them together. Devon clamped down and shuddered, panting and writhing. It burned, but licks of pleasure also coiled through her.
His cock throbbed with his release. As his warm seed filled her, the venom acted as a balm to her stretched flesh, and the burning faded. Flares of pleasure stoked into molten heat.
“What are you doing to me?” he whispered, brushing the back of his knuckles down her cheek. He leaned forward and brought them both back to the bed to lie on their sides. He rocked against her and nudged deeper. A brief tremor rippled through him, and he groaned as another warm release bathed her insides. He held her pinned in place and pulsed rhythmically as Devon closed her eyes in bliss. Every small motion pressed his knot in exactly the right spot. He curled his hips to drive deeper, and she shattered again.
They remained linked a long time. So long, she lost track of how many times they both rode to a peak.
When they finally parted, he rolled her to face him, and wrapped his fingers in her hair. “Right now, your breathing is deep and smooth. The way it slows when you’re sated. Unlike the stuttering gasps you make when you’re in the throes of pleasure, or the sharp inhale you take when you’re greedy for more.”
A hum threaded through her blood. Desire uncoiling again. “I know your breathing too,” she whispered. “How it turns ragged when your desire builds.” He was already stiff against her hip, ready to go again. She reached down and gripped him. He was so thick her fingers couldn’t touch as they circled around him. When she pumped, his chest heaved.
His mouth landed on her neck, and he nibbled up her throat. “I own the power of fire. I’ve scorched entire forests to the ground. Yet the hottest I’ve ever burned is for you.”
Her breath hitched. Was this the venom talking? Or him? “Burn for me again.”