Page 38 of Forged Alliances
His eyes danced with amusement. “I’m liking the sound of that. Next step is to get you to ditch the clothes entirely. Join me on the uncivilized side.” His smile widened, creasing the nick in his cheek. Warmth flushed through at the memory of the way they’d sniped at each other the day they met.
A grin played on her lips, coming forth unbidden. “Are you going to talk me to death or fuck me?”
He slid against her again, his cock brushing across her slick pussy in a way that made her muscles tighten, that sharpened the ache inside her, desperate to be filled. Sierra tilted her hips, gliding up the length of him and causing a curse to erupt from his lips. The muscles of his neck grew taut as his eyes glowed, the lion in him emerging.
He nudged at her entrance with the head of his cock, and Sierra spread wider as her claws dug into his neck, skating the edge of animal and human. Even the slight push made her shudder, her sensitized skin reacting to the smallest motion. His obnoxious feline patience emerged as he inched in, taking his time as he stretched out her agony as much as possible. Sierra bucked her hips to take him farther, but the second she achieved her goal, he pulled back and begin torturing her all over again.
“I’m not sure which is stronger,” she muttered, “the urge to fuck or murder you.”
His smile whispered against her neck. “Stop trying to control the situation for once and enjoy the ride,” he murmured. Dax buried his teeth into the slope of her neck, the sharpness stinging her skin in a delicious way. She sank into the sensations threatening to consume her, at the scrape of his teeth, the heat of his smooth skin, and the way he teased her with his cock, bringing her close to completion only to steal the sensation away again. Her need to control was her final defense, which at last came tumbling down. He asked for her trust, so she’d give him her surrender.
As if he sensed the way she melted against him, he pushed himself in farther, rocking deeper into her. She let out a moan at how he filled her, rubbing her thighs against his as the sensation of their skin-to-skin contact sent a shudder of pleasure through her. Sierra leaned up to brush her lips against his, hungrily chasing his kiss to taste him again and again. His grip tightened along her hip, fingers sinking into the groove as if they belonged there.
Dax kissed her long and hard, the impact near stealing the breath from her. He plunged in the rest of the way. He drove into her, slamming straight into her G-spot. and hot waves of ecstasy rolled through her as she bucked forward to meet him. She blinked like a camera shutter, the flash sparking to life before her eyes as he thrust into her again to an undulating rhythm as natural as the tides.
They surged back and forth against the couch, her fingers running through his damp hair and along his furnace-hot skin. She tasted the salt of his skin when she sucked at his neck, the mint of his toothpaste as their lips met again, all while he filled her to completion. The fullness of his length had her panting as sweat pricked on her brow, droplets rolling down her cheek, down the valley between her breasts. Each time they crashed together, the trail of curls around his cock brushed against her clit, sending a jolt through her that increased with the motion.
Sierra felt weightless, her body lost in myriad sensations, bliss overtaking any rational thought. She memorized the way his blue eyes darkened with need, the possessive way his palms wrapped around her waist, and the tender way he kissed her, a gentle scrape against her lips that she never would’ve placed with the smooth talker. Like this, he was so raw and real, bravado checked at the door in these moments together.
She twined her arms around his neck as she rode along with him, each collision bringing her closer to the edge. He increased the rhythm, moving faster and faster against her, the delicious friction sending a shudder down her spine.
He reached down, his fingertips rolling over her clit with a slick smoothness. Fire sparked through her veins as she sailed over the edge. Dax thrust deep, hitting her core as her muscles squeezed around him, and ecstasy radiated through her in waves. Heat spilled inside her as he came, his palms slamming on either side of her into the couch. Both of them cycled ragged breaths, their sweat-slicked limbs tangled with each other as he leaned in to press a kiss against her lips. He shuddered as he continued to come, her heels digging into his ass and the leather couch sticking to her back.
Sierra sucked in a deep breath, dizzied from the sheer strength of the orgasm rocketing through her and her thighs quaking in the aftermath. She kissed him in return, reveling in the tenderness of his motions. He slumped against her, his weight pinning her to the couch. Sierra ran fingers through his hair while her heart surged with a wild churn of emotion.
As they tangled together on the couch, resolution flooded her veins, as if a key clicked open a lock inside her. The epiphany flushed through her in a radiant sweep, as if stepping into the sunlight after a lifetime in the dark.
Dax looked up, meeting her eyes as his shone with wonder. “Did you feel that?” he asked.
Sierra nodded. She couldn’t explain it without sounding crazy, but a bond stretched between them, an unbreakable steel weave. Her mind opened, and as she scanned Dax, his every movement grew accessible as if the intense emotion pouring off him was her own. He pulled out of her, leaning against the arm of the couch before tugging her on top of him.
She rested her cheek on his chest, the heat radiating off their bodies enough to start an inferno. The closeness she felt with him was unparalleled, this rightness settling inside her. The distance she’d encountered with other lovers stretched out like a faraway memory when she lay here by his side. She could read Dax with ease, and she’d never been as comfortable in her own skin as she felt around him.
Dax grabbed her hand, lifting her fingers to brush his lips over them. The tenderness of the action seared her chest, and her heart ached with a mixture of relief and joy, as if she’d been searching for this completion her entire life to finally find what she’d been looking for.
“Just so you’re aware, I don’t share,” Sierra said lightly, even though steel edged her words. “If we’re mated, that means you’re mine alone.”
“That goes both ways,” he murmured into her hair. “If any asshole tries encroaching on my territory, I’ve proved I know how to protect it.”
Sierra snorted, glancing up to him. “You’re assuming I don’t slit the bastard from navel to throat first. I’m not a fainting idiot in need of protection.”
Dax grinned, his eyes sparking with desire. “No way in hell a weakling would survive mated to me.”
The thrill of the word pulsed through her with a finality that for once she didn’t want to run from. She leaned forward to press her lips to his, exulting in the bond formed between them. A grin stole her as she murmured against his mouth. “So true—you’re insufferable. I must be insane.”
“Absolutely crazy,” he said, flashing her a bright grin that caused her heart to squeeze tightly. “Ready for round two?”