Dream Shard by Mary Wine

her.
    A need she shared.
    He wrapped his arms around her and lifted her off her feet. A moment later, the bed rocked as she landed on it. She should have felt awkward, like she always had during sex, but opening her thighs felt more natural than anything else. Devon followed her down, pressing her legs farther apart as his heat covered her.
    She trembled, the first touch of his cock sending her body into a spasm. She felt him tense, heard him suck in a harsh breath through his gritted teeth.
    “I’m moving too fast.” He grunted before rising up.
    “No.” The word just rushed out of her mouth. It was more of a feeling than a word, something spilling out of her subconscious and all the need boiling inside her. She reached for him, grabbed his shoulders.
    She didn’t have the strength to pull him back. He met her eyes and sifted through her thoughts for a moment. What surprised her was the indecision she felt inside him. His lust was burning as hot as her own, but he held back out of concern for her.
    “It’s just…a little intense,” she offered.
    He lowered himself and angled his head to the side to press a kiss against her throat. She stretched her neck out, offering him more skin. He curled back his lips and bit her gently, the tiny pain mixing with the need to form a potent combination.
    “It’s majorly, mind-numbingly intense,” he whispered next to her ear. “That’s the best part.”
    She let her eyes close, willingly sinking into the swirling need intoxicating her. He was all she needed, all she craved at that moment. She clasped his hips and tried to pull him closer.
    “Next time, we’ll go slower,” he growled before pressing against her.
    Her sex was slick, the folds covering her passage parting easily to admit him. But his cock stretched her as he penetrated, the small pain making its way to her brain. But it wasn’t enough to deter her. She craved him. Needed release from the hunger gnawing at her. He started to pause, reading her thoughts, but she didn’t think she could stand another interruption. Everything inside her was urging her to rush full force into the moment.
    She lifted her hips, sending him deeper into her body. He snarled softly at her but she bared her teeth in rebellion.
    He chuckled softly. “You’re stronger than you let on, Kalin.”
    He pulled back and thrust forward, this time penetrating completely. Her eyes closed, the sensation taking complete control of her. There wasn’t any desire to think, only the need to respond.
    “I’m in complete agreement,” he growled, rocking the bed as he began to move. She strained to meet each thrust and his lips curled back as he tried to fight the urge to move faster. She felt the battle, the fight inside him against the savage need to pound his way to release. It was primitive and raw, driving up the intensity to a level that she didn’t think she could withstand.
    But there was no way to hold it back. She’d lost that battle just as completely as he had. They were locked together in the moment, striving toward release as their bodies demanded satisfaction. When it came, it was like a massive wave breaking over her. There was pressure and release so great, she cried out. The pleasure rushed through her, covering every last inch of her flesh before dropping her like a stunned fish on the shore.
    Devon waited only a moment longer before relinquishing his fight to hold back. A second after she cried out, he shouted with his release, his body arching back, every muscle tight enough to snap. He collapsed on top of her, using the last of his strength to roll over and spare her his crushing weight. She was grateful he had the strength, because she didn’t think she could move except to pull rapid breaths into her starving lungs. Her heart was racing at a frantic pace, driving her blood at breakneck speed through her body.
    It didn’t matter. She didn’t care a bit because she was still caught in the grip of satisfaction. It had