Raife: An Aquadomina Novel by Stormy McKnight Page A

released her lip before it became painful
and with his hands against her upper and lower back, he slowly lowered her to
the bed. His fingers spread her hair out around her. Then trailed over her
shoulders to the taunt nipples of each breast. He plumped them in his palms,
and then used his thumbs to caress and torment them.
      “You are a dream come true.” She
saw the brilliant flashes of light in his eyes and caught her breath. He was
magnificent. “I want you Chosen—” His voice was thick with desire when Sophie
put her finger across his lips.
    “Sophie.” She whispered her voice just as hoarse. “In private, call me
Sophie.”
    He only wrestled with the request for a second. She was still working
herself against him, inviting a deeper connection. “Sophie.” He groaned.  
    She was about to throw him on his back and have her way with him. Why
didn’t he get down to business? Her eyes moved along his body and when she got
to the appendage between his legs, she froze. Her eyes flashed back to his then
between his legs again.
      “Are you not aroused by me?” Had
she gotten all the signs wrong? They were kissing and he had her on her back
with a pillow under her butt. There was enough heat going between them to melt
the polar ice caps and yet he didn’t have an erection. She could only describe
his poor member as…a limp spaghetti noodle…snapped in half. The potential for
the “mushroom” head was there, but just barely. Another oddity was he had no
testicles. How did a guy not have balls? Sophie wanted to cry in frustration.
Raife was the perfect man. Smart, courageous, with a wicked sense of humor,
handsome and with a body like…that! Then there was his erection…which wasn’t
erect. She wanted to scream in frustration.
    Looking between his legs, he shrugged and said “Yes. I am very aroused by
you.” He worked a finger into the curls between her legs, “You are also aroused
by me.” Sophie moaned and pushed against his finger. How had he found the right
spot to torment so quickly?
    “Yes.” She gasped when he added another finger to play in her wetness. “I
am very aroused by you.” He pressed his palm against her curls and let his
fingers go deeper. “But…” She was trying to remember what the problem was. Oh,
yes. He was limp noodled and ball less. How was this supposed to work?
    “Are you sufficiently prepared?” Raife asked worriedly.
    Sufficiently prepared for what, Sophie wanted to ask but didn’t want to
hurt his feelings. “Yes. I think I am ready.”
    Raife was sitting back on his heels and pulled her higher along his
thighs. She wrapped her legs around his back and waited to see what he would
do. Pressing himself, forward Sophie gasped again. She could feel that damn
thing growing! He wasn’t limp anymore. His erection was pressing into her…hard
and steely. She was suddenly worried that instead of not being enough…he might
split her in two.
    Raife was watching her with an anxious expression. “Tell me if I become
too large. You are just so different from our women. So small and tight.”   When he adjusted his hips and moved against
her Sophie put her hands against his legs.
    “Enough.” She was stretched and he was as deep as he could go. “That is
big enough.” If he got any larger, this wouldn’t be a pleasurable experience.
As it was, she may have to ask him to shrink it down a bit…if he even could.
    “Are you sure?” He asked his breathing heavy. “I can get both thicker and
longer if you desire it.”
    “No.” Sophie panted. “No…this is good.” She needed to remember not to
judge a book by its cover and ask more questions next time. Before she could
catch her breath, Raife moved to his knees and pulled his hips back. Her body
seemed to scream against him leaving. Her muscles were clutching at him and her
legs were taunt. Then he pushed forward and she groaned. Using her heels around
his back, she demanded with each thrust that he push harder.