Kierra's Thread (Argadian Heart Trilogy Book 2) by Adrianna Dane Page B

Her shax was dripping with her juices, her shax-ra pulsing for
immediate attention.
    She lifted a leg and moved aside. “Turn over,” she
instructed him.
    He did so and lay on his back, watching her, Jarek’s eyes
flaring green emeralds. Again, Kierra straddled him. His khout lay thick and
hard, shooting upward. An iron shaft needy of piercing her willing flesh. She
wrapped her fingers around his flesh, feeling the silken hardness, hot to her
touch. Pre-cum glistened along the slit on the engorged purple head. It looked
to be ready to burst, the pressure of so much pleasure prepared to erupt.
    She splayed one hand against his groin, sweeping upward to
his stomach. She looked into his eyes, green blazing fire. “And do you now
doubt your response to me? I certainly don’t.”
    “No,” he gasped. “Seal with me, Kierra.”
    “Who do you think of as I open my body for you?”
    “Symion, you, na nivia , no one but you. Always.”
    Lifting up, she rose above him, her shax opened to him as
she dropped down to encase him within her desire. “As I thought—as I knew. I
want to feel every inch of you enter me. Every. Inch.”
    Kierra gasped as her shax-ra stretched to accommodate his thick
length. Tingling pleasure consumed her. He grazed her pleasure nub as he
entered and spasms of desire flooded through her. She lifted and dropped down
again, crying out with her desire.
    “So good, so very good. Oh, yes.” Back and forth she slid on
his length, bringing him deeper and deeper, her juices lubricating his khout,
and he hardened even more.
    Once he was fully sheathed inside her, he sat up and she
wound her legs around his hips. They stayed like that, without moving. Tears
rose to flood Kierra’s eyes. “Too much,” was all she could say as she sobbed
against his shoulder, her nails digging into his back.
    His arms tightened around her as he smoothed his hands along
her spine. “Too much what?”
    She sniffed and smiled. “Too much happiness. Never will we
be parted in any way again, Jarek. Never, do you hear me? We have fought too
hard to reach this moment. Finish it.”
    He lay her back on the rug and proceeded to thrust in a
long, slow rhythm. “Faster,” she gasped. “Deeper.” She lifted her hips and
mirrored his deep penetration by undulating her hips against him.
    As her climax moved closer and she felt his throbbing
release begin, she grabbed at his ass and forced him deep. “Hold,” she gasped.
Then she felt what had never occurred before, as her threads wound about the
base of his khout and her anstillia cord released.
    It lubricated and penetrated his anal canal. She felt every
inch penetrate him. Slowly. Intensely. Not only did the powerful waves of her
orgasm overtake her, but she felt his as well. He roared with his completion as
he wrapped her closer in his arms, tight to his body. Two physical bodies
sealed as one in sensual, pulsing completion in the Argadian way.
    Then she felt the Serdionese rise within him. He entered her
mind and she offered him the haven he’d been denied by the loss of memory. His
sensual colors wrapped around her, through her, stroking every part of her. She
saw the lights of her radiance mingle with his colors as their souls merged
into one bright, passionate body of energy. A complete balance and mingling of
physical and spiritual—two souls meant to be one for all time. Once a single
thread bound them, now it was woven so tightly through them both, never to be
severed, stronger than the finest metal, more beautiful than the brightest
star.
    The healing light of life filled with love enveloped them
and carried them through the void of darkness from Now into Beyond.
     
     
     
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    The Argadian Heart
Trilogy
     
    Continue the
adventure with:
     
    Eluria’s Enforcer
(Book 1)
    Ravager’s Redemption
(Book 3)
     

 
Glossary
     
     
     
    Anstillia Cord :                    
Female body part.
     
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