my eyes blazing violet. His emerald stare consumed me, his features crushing me with their need. I leaned down, connecting our lips right as I reached my release. I latched on to his mouth as I came, my body contracting hard.
“ Jessica ,” he shouted, right behind me.
As the shudders came, one after another, a blast of energy raced through our bodies, connecting us, binding us together.
My eyes shot open as the last of the currents of pleasure claimed me, my arms encircling Rourke’s neck, my cheek to his. “Did you see that?” I murmured. “Was it my imagination or did we both just light up like Christmas trees?”
“You definitely had an inner glow going on for a beat or two,” he said. “That was intense.”
“Crazy good.” I traced the tip of my nose along his stubble. He smelled rich and potent. I wanted to bathe in his scent.
He chuckled. “ Good doesn’t come close. That was the best sex I’ve ever had in my entire life, and believe me—”
I rapped a knuckle down on the top of his head, which he responded to with a laugh as he rolled me carefully onto my back.
To my surprise, he was still hard enough to stay inside, and as he braced his hands on the ground next to my shoulders, he drew himself in and out languorously, his face full of mischief. My fingers curled around his forearms as delicious aftershocks rippled through me. “Oh,” I said. “You are extremely … talented .” My toes curled as my body pulsed for a third time.
He leaned down to nip at my neck. “Did you doubt it?”
Cocky bastard. No, I didn’t doubt it. This is the best sex I’ve ever had.
That’s good to know, because this is how I’m doing it each and every time. Nice and thorough.
“ Ohmygod ,” I sputtered out loud. “You heard my thoughts!”
He chuckled. “Yes, I did…” But just so you know, I’m the last cocky bastard who ever gets to do this to you. He rocked into me hard to prove his point, putting the perfect pressure right where it belonged, and my body spasmed again.
I grabbed handfuls of earth to steady myself. He felt so damn good.
When my body finally quieted, Rourke lay down on top of me, covering me with his warmth, grinning like a cat. I obliged by locking my thighs around his ass. “We needed that,” I said. “I finally feel settled. Well, other than all the tingling and zinging, I’m totally and completely content.”
“We are a bonded pair now. I can feel your essence inside me, and you can do things for me no one else can, including calm my beast, as I can quiet yours. It’s a good thing, too, because you’re going to need it.”
I tried to swat at him, but he batted my arm away, chuckling.
“Speaking of your beast—you are magnificent.” My voice was full of awe and respect, and I wanted him to hear it. “I know your species is extinct. I’ve only seen pictures of Big Cats in books, but nothing exact. What are you? Some kind of saber-toothed tiger?”
“There’s actually no ‘tiger’ in saber-toothed tiger. We’re just big cats, but yes, I’m from a similar gene pool. I’m what humans classify as a Barbour’s Cat . Those big saber-toothed cats were my ancestors. A small pack of Barbour’s evolved and remained alive until roughly a thousand years ago.”
“Barbour’s are certainly fierce,” I said. “You radiate strength.”
“We were always the fiercest,” he said, a little sadness tingeing his voice.
“How long have you been alone, away from your Pride?”
“A long time.”
I lifted my head and gave him a long kiss. “Well, you’re not alone anymore.”
His eyes flared as he rolled off of me, disconnecting us and making me feel an instant loss. Before I could protest, he bent down and scooped me up, cradling me closely in his strong arms.
“I could get used to this.” I laughed as I wrapped my hands around his neck.
He walked us out of the circle of pines, and as we passed through their protective branches, the foggy night air opened
“ Jessica ,” he shouted, right behind me.
As the shudders came, one after another, a blast of energy raced through our bodies, connecting us, binding us together.
My eyes shot open as the last of the currents of pleasure claimed me, my arms encircling Rourke’s neck, my cheek to his. “Did you see that?” I murmured. “Was it my imagination or did we both just light up like Christmas trees?”
“You definitely had an inner glow going on for a beat or two,” he said. “That was intense.”
“Crazy good.” I traced the tip of my nose along his stubble. He smelled rich and potent. I wanted to bathe in his scent.
He chuckled. “ Good doesn’t come close. That was the best sex I’ve ever had in my entire life, and believe me—”
I rapped a knuckle down on the top of his head, which he responded to with a laugh as he rolled me carefully onto my back.
To my surprise, he was still hard enough to stay inside, and as he braced his hands on the ground next to my shoulders, he drew himself in and out languorously, his face full of mischief. My fingers curled around his forearms as delicious aftershocks rippled through me. “Oh,” I said. “You are extremely … talented .” My toes curled as my body pulsed for a third time.
He leaned down to nip at my neck. “Did you doubt it?”
Cocky bastard. No, I didn’t doubt it. This is the best sex I’ve ever had.
That’s good to know, because this is how I’m doing it each and every time. Nice and thorough.
“ Ohmygod ,” I sputtered out loud. “You heard my thoughts!”
He chuckled. “Yes, I did…” But just so you know, I’m the last cocky bastard who ever gets to do this to you. He rocked into me hard to prove his point, putting the perfect pressure right where it belonged, and my body spasmed again.
I grabbed handfuls of earth to steady myself. He felt so damn good.
When my body finally quieted, Rourke lay down on top of me, covering me with his warmth, grinning like a cat. I obliged by locking my thighs around his ass. “We needed that,” I said. “I finally feel settled. Well, other than all the tingling and zinging, I’m totally and completely content.”
“We are a bonded pair now. I can feel your essence inside me, and you can do things for me no one else can, including calm my beast, as I can quiet yours. It’s a good thing, too, because you’re going to need it.”
I tried to swat at him, but he batted my arm away, chuckling.
“Speaking of your beast—you are magnificent.” My voice was full of awe and respect, and I wanted him to hear it. “I know your species is extinct. I’ve only seen pictures of Big Cats in books, but nothing exact. What are you? Some kind of saber-toothed tiger?”
“There’s actually no ‘tiger’ in saber-toothed tiger. We’re just big cats, but yes, I’m from a similar gene pool. I’m what humans classify as a Barbour’s Cat . Those big saber-toothed cats were my ancestors. A small pack of Barbour’s evolved and remained alive until roughly a thousand years ago.”
“Barbour’s are certainly fierce,” I said. “You radiate strength.”
“We were always the fiercest,” he said, a little sadness tingeing his voice.
“How long have you been alone, away from your Pride?”
“A long time.”
I lifted my head and gave him a long kiss. “Well, you’re not alone anymore.”
His eyes flared as he rolled off of me, disconnecting us and making me feel an instant loss. Before I could protest, he bent down and scooped me up, cradling me closely in his strong arms.
“I could get used to this.” I laughed as I wrapped my hands around his neck.
He walked us out of the circle of pines, and as we passed through their protective branches, the foggy night air opened
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