Page 84 of To Dwell in Shadows
“Why a ladder?” he asked.
“I’ve always wanted one for floor-to-ceiling”—sinkinghis hand into the water, he began to stroke her inner thighs until she widened her legs for him—“bookcases.”
“I can do that.”
Leisurely, he stroked the outside of her core, teasing her with fluttering touches. She shifted her pelvis impatiently, urging him to give her more. He began playing with her clit, rubbing it small, tight circles with his thumb. “And a big bed?”
“Huge.” Selene cried out as he pressed a finger against her opening then slipped two inside. Her silken flesh was hotter than the bathwater. He began to thrust in and out while continuing to tease her clit. She started to rock herself into his hand.
“And a walk-in closet.”
In her ear, he whispered, “Grind into me. I want you to come on my hand.”
Selene did as she was told. Still with her arms over her head, she dug her nails into his scalp. Her breaths came even faster now. Sam felt her body began to tense, causing his own need to surge.
“That’s it, my love. That’s it.”
“Oh, Sam, please… ”
“Please what?”
“I want… I need to… ”
“You need to come?”
“Yes!”
“Just a little while longer. Don’t release until I say so.”
Her frustrated groan nearly madehimcome. He pressed his mouth to her neck and shoulders, kissing and nibbling at her scented skin. Between her legs, her folds had grown lush and plump, signaling that she was close to her limit.
Nearly drunk with lust he rasped, “Kiss me.” She turned her head and he took her mouth greedily. Then when he had his fill, he said in a low, commanding voice, “Now come for me.”
His words had the desired effect. Bracing a strong arm around her waist so she wouldn’t sink into the water, he held her as her body stiffened, then bucked against him, crying out her release.Against his hand, he felt her core pulsate with waves of pleasure, flooding him with as much satisfaction as he had given her.
When her body began to still, lust was pounding through him to the point of pain. Roughly, he whispered into her hair, “Can you take more?”
“I can always take more,” she purred.
“Good. Because I’m going to give it to you.”
Effortlessly, he lifted her hips to hover over his cock, which now strained desperately for her. Dreamily, she reached between them in the water and guided him into her wet heat. Sam thrust up, driving into her in one brutal motion. She gasped with pleasure, then braced her knees on the bottom of the tub to bounce up and down on him.
Water splashed around them wildly as they moved, extinguishing some of the nearby candles. After making her come so sweetly, he was on fire for her now—desperate, crazed to be as close to her as he could get.
He gripped her hips to drive her down on him harder. “You’re taking me so well,” he breathed, using one hand to thrum her nipples again.
“It’s so good. Don’t stop.”
“Grab my horns,” he said roughly. She reached over her head to wrap her wet palms around both his horns. The surge of pleasure made him buck into her even harder.
“Don’t let go,” he growled.
“Sam… I’m close.”
Normally, he liked to draw their pleasure out as long as possible, but he was about to burst. He could tell she was on the edge again as well. “Come on my cock,” he ordered.
The instant the words left his lips, Selene threw back her head, and he felt her climax all around him, squeezing him as if to milk the seed from his body. The sweetness of it made him lose himself, too. He threw back his head, muscles straining, and bellowed his mate’s name as he finished.
