DarykRogue

by Denise A. Agnew

  “My mate,” he whispered in her ear.

  Overwhelming joy twisted inside her. She couldn’t deny the connection, the unbreakable heat that brought them together. He palmed her butt and brought their bodies even tighter together.

  Crispy hair on his chest teased her nipples and they tingled and tightened. A stirring swirled in her belly and moved with liquid fingers to the soft folds between her legs.

  Oh yes. Yes. She wanted this. Ached for it. Every texture became new as his muscles moved against her, cradling and protecting, arousing with each movement. He stared down with those red eyes, and the heated glow added fuel to the fire starting to climb. One muscled thigh slipped between her legs and pressed her clit. It felt so wonderful she closed her eyes and just felt. Too many emotions and too many sensations bombarded her. It all felt delicious and amazing.

  Rayder’s emotions flew around inside him like a beast determined to break loose. He’d never known a more beautiful woman in his life or a more infuriating one. She’d risked her safety for him, and while he admired her courage, anger sank deep teeth into him. She’d been reckless. Punishment was in order. He needed to torment her with pleasure so undeniable she’d never want to be free of him. Eager, he tightened his arms around her. His gaze swept her. Though he’d seen her naked before, this time it felt more precious and meaningful. Her body was creamy white, a bruise here and there marking the trauma she’d suffered during the shipwreck. He traced one small bruise on her shoulder and felt her body react with a small shiver. He kissed another bruise on the opposite shoulder. Tenderness assaulted him, causing his gut to clench not only with physical need but a driving desire to fuck. He wanted her. Now. By the god, now.

  “Never do that again.” His voice roughed. “Ever.”

  She wrapped her arms around his neck. “Do what?”

  He brushed his index finger over her nose with a soft, teasing touch. “Try to save me. You should not.”

  “Why?”

  “You know why.”

  Exasperation crossed her face, and she allowed her hand to slide down his broad shoulder. “Yes, I know. You think it’s dangerous. That something bad could have happened to me.”

  “It almost did.”

  Those eyes sparked, flamed as her lips flattened into a tight line. As it had from the moment he’d first spoken with her, his body craved hers, his delight in the back-and-forth-banter requiring that he put his stamp on her. When she licked her lips again, he couldn’t help but stare. He wanted to taste each lip, to caress her mouth until she parted for him in surrender. Her hair drifted over her shoulder, and he reached for the long tresses. He buried his nose in the pretty scent. God, she smelled finer and more edible than any meal. He trailed his lips down her neck.

  Her body quivered. “But nothing bad really happened.”

  He growled softly. “You defy me.”

  A surprised and satisfied sound entered Xandra’s voice as she said, “Yes.”

  “I like it.”

  She laughed. “I thought Dragonian men were dominating and expected compliance.”

  “I’m not dominating.”

  Her eyes twinkled with amusement. “You’re not dominating? Hmmm. I do not think I agree.”

  His fingers swept down her arm to snatch her hand and bring it to his mouth. He pressed tender kisses to the back of her hand and when he looked up, her pupils were dilated. She licked her bottom lip. His cock, already hard as spike, grew even harder.

  Fluttering his tongue in her palm, he tickled Xandra and hoped she felt as out of control as he did. “By the god, you are sweet. I want to lick every inch of you, suck your nipples and pussy until you can’t stop screaming with pleasure.”

  “You are too explicit, Rayder.” Her voice was breathless with a feminine huskiness that betrayed her arousal. “It is too…”

  He tormented her arm as he kissed upward, upward until he reached her neck. “Good?”

  Once there, he teased with tiny kisses. Under his lips, her pulse jumped wildly. He licked over that pulse point, loving how her skin prickled and she shivered and moaned. Every sigh drove him to do more, to take more. Tasting. Lingering. Brushing. Until her body arched in his arms, pushing up against his hard thigh, rubbing against him to increase the beautiful sensations that grew with every movement. He looked down at her body and admired those small shoulders, long arms and the perfect jut of her plump breasts with their tantalizing reddish center.

  He cupped both breasts with tenderness, aware a woman’s breasts could be over-sensitive when first touched. This was going to kill him. He wanted to devour her on the spot. Instead, he reined in his desires, knowing it might take some time to bring her to an orgasm.

  Women needed special touches. Special attention to feel wanted and sexually motivated. His mouth teased her right nipple. She gasped as he licked, drew the bud into his mouth and tantalized with tiny flicks of his tongue. She tasted more appetizing than any fruit.

  Moving to her other nipple, he sucked it, used his tongue to taunt her flesh into a tight, hard bud. He worked his way across her breasts and heard the pleasure on her lips as he swept his tongue over and over each crest before sucking them into his mouth and feeding on them with ravenous attention. His cock felt so hard and tight, he wondered how much longer he could wait. He wanted her writhing and helpless beneath him. Soon he fell into a trance where only the moment mattered. The past was gone. The future never came.

  All was now.

  He maneuvered down her body until he reached the rounded curve of her hips. Hungrily he took in reddish-gold fluff between her legs. It curled tightly, barely covering her pretty little clit as it peeked out from its protective folds. His groin tightened unbearably and he wanted to sink his cock inside her. He held back.

  Protectiveness also welled inside him—he wanted her safe, but he wanted her to know she could trust him. Rayder gave her the first taste of what he could to soothe any caution she might feel about what he planned to do.

  Xandra watched in anticipation as Rayder swept his tongue between her legs. She gasped in delight. Pleasure escalated and built as he explored one fold and then another.

  “So slick.” He smoothed her moisture over her clit.

  Another lick and another tortured her until the unrelenting way he searched brought her craving that much higher. She wriggled, trying to get free of the continuing torment.

  “Please, Rayder.”

  He worked her, the movement of his thumb on her clit threatening to drive her mad. “What do you need, my beauty? Do you want to come?”

  Her head tossed from side to side as she tried to escape. “Yes. Yes!”

  He slid two fingers slowly inside her tight passage, pushing deep, deeper. He began to move them in and out. She didn’t know what to ask for, and when his mouth fastened on her clit and sucked, she came apart in shuddering waves of paradise. She cried out as bliss rocked her for what seemed eternity. As she came down from the high, she lay completely replete and joyful.

  With a soft growl he released her only long enough to slip between her thighs. As a maiden she knew so little, and under his patience, she witnessed physical love in a far sweeter way than she could have imagined. She knew there was more to come, and curiosity mixed with apprehension and eagerness.

  Her body tingled from end to end as she looked up at Rayder. She sighed. He was beyond beautiful. No. Not beautiful. The stark lines of his hard jaw, eyes dark and hungry, lips parted and nostrils flared. All of it sent new, hot feelings straight to her pussy. She shivered with longing.

  “Please, Rayder.”

  To her surprise, his eyes weren’t red. They simmered with a tenderness she hadn’t expected. “What do you need, my beauty?”

  Slowly she shook her head. “I don’t know.” Her hands clutched at his shoulders. “I don’t…”

  His mouth smothered her words, his tongue plunging in to stroke hers. His cock settled between her folds, the teasing sensation and the caress of his tongue in he
r mouth made Xandra squirm. Writhing, she pushed up against Rayder and his cock slid inside her. She gasped and moaned against his lips as his thick length spread her wide.

  “Easy.” His soft groan into her mouth sounded rough, unsteady.

  “You’re so…big.”

  He chuckled, and she opened her eyes to his smile. His lips brushed hers with tender touches. “Does it hurt?”

  “No. It’s…” Her hips surged against him, and his cock slid deeper. “Oh… That feels wonderful.”

  “Mmm.” He shuddered against her. “Do you know what you feel like? Hot. Wet. You’re squeezing my cock.”

  She tunneled her hands through his hair. Allowing the sensual slide send sweet sensation over skin. “Is that all? I mean, what happens next?”

  “Don’t you know?”

  “I know some of it, and this feels good, but—”

  He pushed and slid deeper into her wet core then immediately drew back until he removed his cock from her completely. She sighed and closed her eyes. Nothing had ever been so wonderful. Everything inside her was sensitive, on fire, alight with craving that she couldn’t define. He thrust, easing inside with one gentle stroke. His erection went deeper then drew back, thrust again, easing farther inside her with one stroke. Two. Three. Her body responded, and she arched her hips. She touched him everywhere she could reach, grabbing on to his shoulders as she opened to the feelings his flesh created inside her. He thrust and found his way all the way inside her.

  A giving sensation, a small twinge caused her to gasp. “Oh!”

  “All right?” He rasped against her mouth.

  She was more than all right. She was in awe. “Yes.”

  “You’re mine.”

  Her right of passage into womanhood had arrived, and it felt more beautiful and divine than she could have imagined. No. She had never dared imagined coming together with any man like this.

  He moved slightly, his length stroking at the mouth of her womb. “Oh.”

  “You like that, my beauty?”

  “Oh yes.”

  “There is a spot within a woman’s cunny that a man can sometimes touch—” He undulated his hips and brushed over a spot inside her.

  Pleasure spiked inside her pussy. She groaned. Her hips arching into his as pure excitement darted to every inch of her body. “Yes!”

  His laugh purred low, seductive, an assurance more would come. “I think I found it.”

  She’d expected to be sore, that his large cock would hurt. Instead all she felt was pure pleasure. “More.”

  He gave her what she wanted, thrusting with tiny movements of his hips. Steady. Over and over. Heat spread through her loins. She gasped, moaned, her head thrashing back and forth. She wanted to find that wonderful plateau she’d experienced before, but didn’t grasp how to reach it.

  Her fingers dug into Rayder’s shoulders in desperation as her hips moved in reaction to his unrelenting strokes.

  Rayder made a low sound in his throat as he moved slower. “Feel me deep inside you. Hold me inside. Hold me tight. I need to feel you.”

  She bucked under him. “Rayder, I can’t stand this I need…harder.”

  He didn’t, and it drove her wild.

  Steadily, he continued the seduction, hips surging, his hands buried in her hair. She couldn’t stand it any longer, her heart pounding, breath panting as the pleasure rose so high she couldn’t contain it any longer. Her breath suspended, white spots forming before her eyes as everything seemed to still.

  Hot pleasure exploded deep within her core. She quivered, total abandon, pleasure more fierce than any she’d imagined breaking her apart and coming back together. Her body clenched and released, clasping the hard cock still moving within her. In a daze of heady pleasure, she fell into his continued movement. He pushed up on his palms, and with a growl, he plunged between her thighs. Harsh breath parting his lips, throat exposed, he rammed inside her with hard thrusts that pounded deep.

  Rayder couldn’t take it anymore, his body out of control, wanting to stamp his possession upon her. He allowed his body free reign. He looked down at his mate, saw her eyes go wide, ecstasy breaking over her features as her pussy clamped down on him and throbbed around his flesh. She was coming again, and he never wanted her to stop. Sweating, breathing hard, he gave her everything he had. As ecstasy hovered, he let go. Surging into her one last time and holding deep, he growled loudly as he shot stream after stream of hot semen into her creamy softness. Shaking, he sank on top of her. He rolled to the side and then onto his back, gathering her into his arms. Her sweet, tight pussy still held onto his cock.

  He couldn’t remember the last time he’d felt this good inside a woman. Though his mind would normally feel somewhat blank and he’d drift in the afterglow of pleasure, he felt his cock harden within her and the desire to fuck her surged to the front. Shaking with need, he lifted her gently and she slid off his cock.

  “My beauty, I want you again.”

  Her eyes widened from their dreamy state. “Again?”

  “Again. And I promise you it will bring you great pleasure.”

  Chapter Fourteen

  “Turn over on your stomach and get up on your hands and knees.” Rayder’s voice slid over her with silken, deep vibrations.

  “Why?”

  “There are new pleasures to be found.”

  A soft smile touched his hard lips, and part of her quailed with concern about what he wanted her to do. After all, the red in his eyes looked even hotter, more ablaze than it had been a short time ago. He walked away and opened a drawer. He extracted a bottle with a clear liquid. As he opened the lid on the bottle, she drank in the sight of him. She would never tire of observing each long, hard sinew in his shoulders, his arms and long legs. Between those legs his cock stayed erect and thick.

  “You are still… I heard that most men have to wait before they can make love again?” she asked, shy about inquiring.

  He grinned as he poured oil onto his fingers and into his palms. “Most men do. I’m a Daryk One and bonded to my mate. We could make love several more times tonight without stopping.”

  Her mouth opened in surprise. What could she say?

  “Don’t worry. Tonight there is only one more loving you need to experience. Then we’ll rest.” He returned to the bed. “This oil will bring you ecstasy beyond what you just experienced. It will introduce you to another kind of passion.”

  Curiosity stirred higher, as did a pulsing need between her thighs. She couldn’t have predicted it, but she wanted him again. Wanted to feel that thickness thrusting deep and opening her wide. She turned over and got on her hands and knees. He touched her buttocks and the sensation made her twitch with pleasure. He cupped her ass, sliding the liquid over the globes and gently squeezing and caressing. A tingle throbbed in her clit and her nipples tightened into achy little points. This position was shameless. Erotic beyond anything she’d expected. After all, he could see her butt. He could touch her and observe her when she couldn’t see him. Vulnerability almost gave her a voice and denial.

  Before she could react, he nestled behind her and leaned over her body. His cock bumped between the crease of her buttocks. She jumped in surprise and a shock of unexpected arousal.

  “Easy,” he whispered softly.

  He rubbed the thick oil up her back and over her shoulders then down to her breasts where he smoothed the oil around and around her nipples without touching them. She pushed into his touch, closing her eyes and moaning softly. Tingles radiated from her nipples and warmth spread in a slow, drugging wave from her breasts down to her belly and swirled with erotic force in the tender folds between her legs. Earlier her arousal had bubbled up slowly, and surely now it simmered and boiled. Xandra wanted him again so quickly it astonished her.

  “How does that feel, my beauty?” His voice rasped low.

  “I want you.” She didn’t hold back. “Is there something in that oil? I can’t wait. I can’t.”

  He chuckle
d, and the rumbling sound strummed her body as if it touched with physical fingers. “Good. Yes, the oil heightens your need for sex. It also makes what we’re about to do easier.”

  When his fingers touched between her buttocks, she gasped in shock. “What are you doing?”

  “Giving you new pleasure. Do you trust me?”

  She didn’t hesitate. “Yes.”

  “Then close your eyes and feel. I won’t hurt you.”

  She closed her eyes and concentrated on the feelings. His fingers returned to her buttocks, lightly brushing up and down the crease, between the crease. Each pass sent new sparks of delight radiating from her ass down to her pussy. Another pass and this time he circled her forbidden entrance with a light touch. It tickled and tingled and she squirmed.

  “Rayder.” Her voice sounded breathy to her own ears. “What…”

  “Trust me. We did this before.”

  She kept her eyes closed and concentrated on the sensations bombarding her. Slow and sure, he circled that little, tight hole with the oil and arousal built and burned. By the god, she liked it, and that surprised her. In a million years she never would have imagined a man touching her there or the exciting sensations that would come from his touch. Her body trembled, a fine sweat beading her skin as her temperature rose. Though she wondered what was happening, she also understood that nothing could stop what he wanted next. For whatever he needed, she needed it to, her desire to please him so overwhelming she ached inside.

  Rayder eased one finger deep into her backside. As it had the last time, the feeling grew, the need hot and fierce. But then, as he drew that finger out, he added another. Slow. Slow. He pushed two fingers with deliberate pressure into her. A slight pinch and then nothing but soul-stirring pleasure as two fingers thrust into her backside and retreated. The touch stayed gentle as he reached with his other hand to stroke one nipple between two fingers. She gasped, writhed as exhilaration flared across her body into her pussy, making her so ecstatic she knew if he touched her between the legs she’d be even wetter than before. For long moments he stroked, petted and teased her opening with thrust after thrust. When he removed his fingers, she groaned. Magon forgive her, but she wanted those wicked fingers. She yearned for a conclusion to the stirring in her body, the raging craving that threatened to drive her mad. Everything she’d believed considering a woman’s sexuality had been torn asunder by this man’s passion.