When he reached his bedchambers he carried her straight to his bed, straight to the one place he wanted to keep her forever. With a flick of his wrist he lit candles scattered across the room, bringing light to what was dark from the storm outside.
He laid her gently upon the soft coverings and she released her hold on him. For a moment they stared at one another in silence. She looked so beautiful, her dark hair splayed out behind her, the white leather dress hugging her slender body, her breasts ready to burst from their bonds.
She held her arms out to him. “I want you. I need you. No roles, no playing.”
He smiled at her and lowered himself onto the bed beside his woman. He wanted to love her like he never had before, and then he wanted to show her that she was his in every way imaginable.
Awai sighed as Ty lowered his lips to hers. Gone was all the doubt and indecision. She knew he would never harm her in any way.
He would love her and protect her always, and she would do the same for him.
Ty pressed his length along hers, rubbing his leather-clad cock against her hip. Slowly he pushed aside one of the straps binding her breasts, freeing it. He leaned down and flicked his tongue over the nipple and the club charm, and then he gently blew air upon it.
Awai gasped and arched toward him, but he moved to her other breast. He pulled aside the leather strap and released her breast from its confines. This time he suckled her nipple before blowing air over it and the heat between her thighs grew more intense than ever before.
“Fuck me, Ty,” she begged. “I need you to thrust so deep I feel it in the back of my throat.”
Ty shook his head. “Ask me to make love to you. After we make love, then I will fuck you.”
“You’re not making sense.” Awai placed her hands on his muscled chest. “No matter how we do it, I want you and you want me.”
“If you don’t know the difference, my little tigress, I have been lax in my teachings.” Ty brought his hand to Awai’s face and rubbed his thumb in a whisper caress over her lips. “This is not about driving my cock into your core.” He skimmed his fingers along her jaw and smiled. “It is about showing you my love in how I touch you, feel you.”
Awai trembled in response to Ty’s touch and her heart ached at his words. To truly be loved was something she’d never expected to happen. Even though he had told her, now he was showing her what he’d meant.
Ty gently undressed her, easing the straps of her dress from her shoulders and down to her waist. He rose from the bed and slid the leather outfit from her hips, down her legs and feet and then tossed it aside. Every move he made was slow and sensuous.
When Ty finished undressing Awai, he looked at her and sucked in his breath. His woman was so beautiful she caused his heart to ache and made it hard to breathe. For a moment he simply swept his gaze over her body. From her dark chestnut hair to her full, beautiful breasts, to her hairless mound, and shapely legs, then back to her blue eyes. She wore nothing but his collar and nipple rings and the star charm at her navel.
“Words cannot be said to express how beautiful you are, my love.” Ty held out his hands in a helpless gesture. “From your heart to your soul to your body, you are beautiful.”
Awai bit her lower lip, afraid she was going to cry. The moment was so precious with Ty’s love so clearly expressed. “How did I get so lucky by finding you, Ty?”
He smiled. “I found you.”
She returned his smile and started to get up, to go to him, but he shook his head and said, “No, stay there where I might watch you as I undress.”
Instead of spelling away his clothes with his magic as he had so many times before, Ty removed them himself. He flexed his broad, naked chest then raised his foot to the bed and unlaced one boot as he watched her intently. When it was undone he brought up his other foot and unlaced his boot. He stood and kicked both boots away so that he was standing on his bare feet.
The entire time Ty kept his gaze focused on Awai. Wetness seeped between her thighs and she ached to hold him, to love him. But his movements were slow and purposeful as if to make this moment last an eternity.
It surprised her how much she wanted this. How much she wanted to hold this moment in her mind’s eye, to remember every word, every movement, every touch.
“I am going to taste every bit of your body,” Ty promised as he undid his breeches. “I intend to lick the salt from your skin, to taste the cream from between your thighs. To show you my love in every possible way.”
Awai squeezed her thighs together, trying to ease the ache that his words caused. But he shook his head.
“No,” he said. “I want your legs splayed wide so that I might view all of you.”
She spread her thighs, showing him her swollen folds and her clit that ached for his hands, his tongue, his cock.
A rumbling rose up in Ty’s chest and she sensed that he was on the fine edge of control.
Awai lowered her eyelids. “Let me see all of you.”
He widened the opening of his leather pants and his cock sprung free. Awai ran her tongue along her lower lip, wanting to taste him. But he took his time sliding his pants down over his tapered hips, muscled thighs, and powerful calves, until he was naked.
She sighed. What a beautiful man, inside and out. He stood there watching her, his head high and proud, his white-blond hair flowing past his shoulders, his muscles straining with the force it took to hold himself back. She could see that restraint in his eyes, could sense it in his very presence.
“Come to me,” she murmured, beckoning him with her hand and her eyes. “I want to make love to you.”
Ty had never wanted Awai more. Knowing that he had won her love was a powerful aphrodisiac that made his fine rein of control tenuous at best. He forced himself to move closer to the bed. She made to reach for his cock but he shook his head. This was her turn to be pleasured in every way that he could.
He eased onto the bed so that they were lying face to face, their bodies inches apart but the heat of her body melding into his own. He brought his hand to her cheek, her skin so soft beneath his callused fingertips. Gently he slid his hand to her lips and she parted them and flicked her tongue over his index finger.
Ty’s breath hissed as she sucked on his finger and he imagined her going down on his cock. But he continued his movements, trailing his wet finger over her chin, down to the hollow of her throat, and between her breasts where he could feel her heart beating a rapid rhythm.
“I scent your arousal,” he said as he explored her breasts, feeling the weight of one in his hand and then the other. “I can hear your heart beating for me.” He squeezed her nipples, feeling the taut nubs tighten even more beneath his touch.
“I can’t wait.” Awai brought her hand to his stubbled cheek that felt coarse as sandpaper against the soft pads of her fingers. “I need you now.”
With a shake of his head, Ty refused her. “This is about making love, Awai. Not fucking. When I take you tonight, you will know that you are mine and I am yours.”
“I understand that now.” A moan escaped her throat as Ty dipped his head and licked the nipple he was still squeezing. “But you’re driving me crazy.”
Ty raised his head and gave a soft laugh. “I have only just begun.”
Chapter Thirteen
Ty cupped his palm and to Awai’s surprise, a handful of cherry blossoms appeared. He sprinkled the blossoms over her hair and down her shoulder to the curve at her waist and hip. When he had a single bloom left, he brought it to her face and feathered it across her cheek.
“The petal smells wonderful and is so soft.” She sighed at the erotic feel of the bloom. “Yet your touch leaves a path of fire behind.”
“Your skin is silkier and fairer than this blossom.” Ty slid the petals from her cheek, over her lips. “And your scent is far more beautiful.”
Awai trembled at the sensual teasing as he trailed the bloom along her jaw line to her ear. The ache between her thighs grew
and she could smell her own arousal mixed with cherry blossoms and Ty’s scent—the smell of a clean breeze on a spring morning blended with an intoxicating musk of man and weretiger. They were still both on their sides, facing one another, and she longed to reach out to him, to touch him the way he was touching her.
Candleflame and shadow flickered over Awai’s features and Ty smiled at the beauty of it. She reached for his cock, as if to stroke it, but he shook his head. “Not yet.” He brought the bloom to the hollow of her throat and let it rest there for a moment. Cherry blossoms were white and pink jewels against her dark hair and her dark lashes made crescents against her skin as she surrendered to him.
She tilted her head back, closing her eyes and fully exposing her throat to him. Whether or not she realized it, in his species that was a sign of total submission and complete trust.
He lowered and kissed her throat below her black collar, lightly flicking his tongue over her pulse point and tasting her skin. When he drew away, he brought the bloom over the curve of her breast then teased her nipple into an even tighter peak. He loved seeing his sign of ownership upon his mate—the collar and the nipple charms.
“Lay upon your back,” he murmured as he gently guided her.
When she was on her back, she opened her eyes and gazed at him. He called forth more cherry blossoms and sprinkled them over her full breasts and flat belly, and onto her mons. Awai’s lips parted and her chest rose and fell as she took a deep, shuddering breath. Blooms slid down her breasts and onto the bed cover.
Ty picked up two blooms that had fallen to the bed and brushed the twin blossoms over one of Awai’s nipples as he dipped his head and tasted the nipple closest to him. He flicked his tongue over the taut nub and the dangling club charm.
Awai gave a whimper. “I didn’t know men like you existed.”
A growl rose up in Ty’s throat at the thought of any other man being with his woman. “For you I am the only man who exists.”
“Only you,” Awai said as she reached out to brush his hair away from his face. “You’re my man as much as I’m your woman.”
Ty purred, a low rumble that permeated her being. He shifted position so that he could lick her other nipple and she moaned at the feel of his rough tongue against her nub and his long white-blond hair trailing over her skin. When he rose back up, he focused on trailing the twin cherry blooms down the line of her belly to the star charm at her navel. He circled it, his face a mask of concentration as he teased and tantalized her.
In all her life, Awai had never experienced anything like this. How could such a large, powerful, and dominant man be so sweet and gentle?
He continued his trek, feathering her skin with soft caresses from the twin blooms as he headed to her waxed mound. There he feathered them across the soft skin, as if to touch every bit of it without delving into her slit. Awai bit the inside of her lower lip and she grew even wetter between her legs.
“Spread your thighs as wide as possible,” he ordered.
Awai raised her knees and opened herself to him. She hoped he would relieve some of her need for him by touching her clit, but he barely skimmed the lips of her pussy before moving along the inside of one thigh. He raised himself so that he could easily trace the blooms up her leg and lightly brushed them across the sensitive spot at the back of her knee.
Awai’s thighs trembled from her intense desire for Ty and she didn’t know how much longer she could take this sweet torture. When he teased the inside of her ankle, she moaned at the exquisite sensations. It was incredible, to be wearing only this man’s collar and nipple rings, to be covered in cherry blossoms and to be stroked from head to toe by the sweet smelling blooms.
After he reached her toes and brushed the cherry blossoms across them, he moved to her other foot and began the journey back up. He worked his way from her instep to the inside of her ankle to the backside of her knee. After stroking the sensitive skin there, he moved on up her leg to the juncture of her thighs where he stopped and looked at her.
“Do you wish me to touch you here?” he murmured as he brushed the cherry blossoms over her folds so lightly that she gripped the bedcovers tight to keep from crying out.
“You know I do.” Awai’s gaze met his. “I need you.”
Ty smiled, a completely dominant male smile that told her she belonged to him and he intended to take her, to make love to her, but in his own time. “Wait, my tigress. Soon I will thrust inside you and claim you for all eternity. I will take you beyond this realm and we shall go there together.”
He eased off the bed and she couldn’t help another whimper from escaping. He moved so that he was between her thighs, his face so close to her slit that she could feel his warm breath upon her folds.
Ty inhaled deeply of his mate’s scent. It soared through his being, causing his senses to take flight. He growled, barely able to restrain himself now that he was between her thighs.
With his jaws clenched, Ty brought the pair of blooms to her folds and brushed her clit. Awai gasped and her hips arched up off the bed before settling back onto the covers. But her thighs trembled and he knew she was on the fine edge of control, just as he was.
“Do not climax without me,” he commanded and Awai whimpered again.
Her scent and her sweet cream were an aphrodisiac to his keen weretiger senses while he studied her beautiful quim illuminated by dancing candlelight. He loved her folds, the curves and the contours. He loved the way that the lips of her slit grew swollen with need and her folds red from the rush of blood.
Ty released the blooms and slid one finger into her tight core. Awai moaned and raised her back up off the bed. “I don’t know if I can hold back,” she said as she squirmed beneath his gaze.
He lowered his head and nuzzled the lips of her quim. “You must, my love.”
Ty lapped at her then, her taste flowing over his tongue like the sweetest cherry wine. This time she cried out and he felt the beginning vibrations of her nearing the peak. Although he wished to taste more of her, he forced himself to stop, to pull away from her and to slide his finger from her core.
Awai’s body was so tense from need that when Ty finally rose up between her thighs she thought she might climax at the mere sight of her man. He braced his hands to either side of her breasts and slowly lowered himself so that his cock lay hard against her mound, the cherry blossoms crushed between them. He studied her, just holding her gaze as he kept himself still. His long blond hair fell forward, brushing her nipples, the feeling as hot as a candle’s flame.
“Make love to me, Ty.” She clenched her thighs around his hips as if she could hold this powerful man there. “Please.”
He brought one hand to his cock and positioned it at her core, never taking his gaze from hers. “Watch me, Awai,” he said as he slid partway in. “Watch me make love to you and make you mine evermore.”
“Yes.” She arched up to him, trying to take him deeper. “I belong to you.”
Ty thrust deep, burying his cock completely within her core. Awai gasped. He stretched her, filled her like no one else could. In every way, from her body to her soul to her heart.
Slowly Ty began to move in and out of her, his balls slapping against her, his thrusts deep and purposeful. Awai held onto him, running her hands down his back to his tight ass where she stopped and held on. She loved the feel of his muscles beneath her palms, the way his body moved against her, his scent and his sweat mingling with hers.
Closer and closer she came to climax, and when she was barely holding on by a thread she clenched her fingers into his ass. “Now, Ty. I can’t hold on much longer.”
“Yes, my tigress.” He thrust harder. “Climax for me now!”
Awai’s cry echoed throughout the room. Her orgasm made her feel as though she was spinning out of control. A burst of color filled her mind, and like the aurora it faded into shimmering waves. Somehow her consciousness recognized Ty’s roar as he came. His cock pulsated in her channel, drawing out her
orgasm, making it throb from her ass to her core to her belly.
Ty rolled to the side, cradling Awai close to his chest. She smelled his sweat and her own, his come and her juices. Their breathing was ragged as he tucked her head under his chin and held onto her.
“I love you, Awai,” he murmured. “You are everything to me.”
“I love you, Ty,” she said before slipping into a deep sleep.
* * * * *
Awai wandered alone through the cherry trees, blossoms floating around her in the afternoon sunshine. The blooms spiraled down toward the earth like pinwheels, and covered the ground in a soft and sweetly scented blanket beneath her bare feet. The cherry trees were in bloom throughout the spring, Ty had explained long ago. It wasn’t until summer that the trees began to bear fruit—cherries as large as plums by midsummer. His subjects used them to make the finest jams, pies, cakes, and treats in all of Tarok. People would come for miles just to purchase such delights from the Kingdom of Clubs.
The day was so beautiful and filled with such anticipation. But still that sense of dread hung onto the edge of her consciousness. She didn’t understand why she should feel a hint of darkness when she should be happy and excited.
A gust of wind caused Awai’s robes to swirl around her legs. The silky material of her robe pressed against her nipples that were always hard thanks to the charms she constantly wore. Ty’s collar felt snug around her neck and as always made her feel secure…and loved.
What would her nieces think? Did they wear collars, too?
According to Ty’s sentinels and his keen weretiger senses, her nieces and their families would arrive soon.
So many emotions and feelings nearly overwhelmed Awai. Anticipation and excitement, yet nervousness and uncertainty warred within her. How did a person greet the ones she loved but hadn’t seen for a year to three years? This was different than having a family member abroad or in the military for great lengths of time. She had truly thought her nieces had been kidnapped and in danger…or perhaps even dead. She’d cried over them, worried about them, grieved for them.
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