Portal to Passion by Tara Nina

his shoulders, urging him to delve his tongue in deep. The sweetest, most addictive flavor coated his tongue. Plunge after plunge, he lapped her pink flesh, drinking in her juices. When he sucked her clit in between his teeth, then released before sinking his tongue in as far as he could, she screamed his name as she spasmed and shook in his hands.
    “You are delicious,” he stated on a hot breath against her clit as he stared down her body into her hazy gaze.
    Slow and deliberate, Tor lowered her legs, not releasing her ardent stare. He ran his hands in a tender caress from her hips to mid-back and lifted her upright into a seated position. Deveney’s legs landed perfectly on either side of his hips. The wicked arch of her brow told him she knew exactly what she did to him. It nearly killed him to hold her ready entrance millimeters above the head of his cock. But he refused to relinquish control when she squirmed, trying to seat herself on his shaft.
    “Tell me what you want, Deveney,” he rasped, grappling at the last shred of control.
    He wanted her on his cock just as bad as she wanted to be there. Both arms bunched as he fought her subtle effort to take over. The slight brush of moist, puffy lips to the swollen head of his shaft had him clenching his teeth against his inner beast’s demand to take her.
    “You know what I want, Tor.” The teasing pout of her lower lip made him hunger to suckle it into his mouth, but he resisted.
    “Tell me what you want, Deveney, or you may not get it.” He cocked an eyebrow and tried his best to look demanding. Every ounce of him wanted to fuck her and he wasn’t sure how much longer he’d wait. But he needed to hear her say it, to tell him what she wanted.
    Deveney leaned forward, linked her fingers behind his neck and pressed her breasts into the tight golden curls on his chest. The sensation of her nipples against his flesh made his cock shift and his heart thump. Hot shivers riveted down his spine when she traced his ear with the tip of her tongue.
    “I want you to fuck me, Tor,” she whispered. “I want you to bury that thick, hard cock of yours in my pussy and fuck me until I can’t take any more.” She leveled her molten gaze on his and ran her tongue across his lips. “I want you to fuck me right now.”
    Tor lost the battle of resistance. He gripped her hips tight as his cock found home deep within her slick heat. Their mouths interlocked in a hot, wet kiss. Their bodies fell into perfect harmony. The rush to fuck shifted into a slow, sensual dance in the water.
    Each glide of Deveney as she rode him gifted his solid shaft with tender caresses of her inner muscles. Tor massaged her bottom, easing her up and down, filling her to the hilt with each upward thrust of his hips. This was the way he wanted to bathe from this day forth, with a woman riding him into oblivion.
    Not just any woman would do. He hated to admit it as she nipped his lower lip and suckled it into her mouth. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the water change color to a deep sea blue and knew the magic between them increased. If they were mated Morphionians, the magic would strengthen with each mating.
    Disappointment threatened to sink his momentary happiness. Deveney belonged to a different world, not him. He needed to end this, but couldn’t. Not tonight. Tonight, he wanted one last time in her arms. Tomorrow, he told himself, he’d regain his senses and be once again the rational leader of his people and not some sex-crazed male.
    At least that’s what he hoped.
    Slow and deep, he eased his shaft back and forth. Her soft moans urged him on. Their heat reflected in the deepening shades of the stones in the Amulet of Perception. When her head tilted back, he lavished a long lick up the throb of the life vein in her neck. Stars shot behind his closed lids and the sound of her heartbeat pounded in his ears. The last thread of control unraveled.
    Her nails dug into his shoulders as he