Page 77 of Warrior's Captive
He pulled it up and over his head, tossing it aside to reveal broad shoulders, strong arms, and a chiseled chest. The flat, hard abs she’d enjoyed looking at every night this week in the shower. Now he only wore his loose, lounge style pants, already tented from his erection.
Tai’ri backed her slowly towards the divan. She bumped against the cushioned edge. He kneeled, his eyes on hers, and settled his hands on the inside of her thighs, pushing her legs apart, exposing her inner body to the air. Lowering his head, he brushed a kiss on her plump flesh.
Vivian blinked at him. “But we’re supposed to have sex. Not that I’m protesting.” Not at all. Her heart lurched into a gallop, her body already clenching, a low throb beginning in her clit.
“Thisissex,” he said. “And this isn’t just for the baby.” He grabbed a pillow and stuffed it behind her back so she could lean back. “Can’t touch you for several weeks after you birth. This memory will sustain me.”
His deep, husky voice was muffled slightly because he buried his face in her body. Vivian closed her eyes, tensing as he licked between her folds, spreading her open to reveal her swollen bud. She shifted her hips again, getting just the right angle, and gave herself up to the pleasure.
The sides of her uterus clenched as she came the first time. The ripple morphed into a low thrumming pressure, but the pressure fizzled out again. She grimaced slightly, torn between frustration her labor was still stalled and desire for more of Tai’ri’s touch.
“That’s not the look a male wants to see on his mate’s face when she’s coming in his mouth,” Tai’ri said.
Vivian blew out a breath, opening her eyes. “It’s not you, I just want this baby to come.”
“We haven’t even started.” The corner of his mouth curled as his eyes glimmered with blue heat. “That was just to get you wet,yada’ami.”
He slipped a finger inside her sheath, then a second. Her hips bucked restlessly, her body demanding a harder, deeper penetration. “See?” He withdrew his fingers, glistening from her natural juice. “But this isn’t what you need.”
Her gaze lowered to his waist and the waiting erection. She pushed herself up and reached for him, her palm grazing his hardness. His teeth clenched together as she slid under the waistband of his loose pants, cupped him, her hand unable to circle his width.
Tai’ri stood, shed the pants, and reached on either side of her for more pillows, which he tossed to the ground.
She eyed him. “I am so not getting on my back.”
He gave her a look. “Your back wasn’t what I had in mind, Vivian. I want you on your knees.”
She wet her bottom lip, then with his help maneuvered herself to rest her knees and forearms onto two soft pillows. They gave, accepting her weight, and she lowered her upper body to the ground with a sigh of relief as pressure eased off her spine.
Tai’ri caressed her buttocks, then slipped between her thighs and played with her clit. “There’s nothing prettier than the sight of your ass and pussy waiting to play with me.”
She blushed, though he couldn’t see it, still not quite used to his explicit talk. Her body loved it, especially when his erection nestled between her cheeks, then rested against her entrance as his hands came around her body, cupped her breasts.
“Tai’ri,” she said, a warning in her voice. “Now.”
“So demanding.” Amusement and a darker emotion in his voice as he slid inside her.
Vivian bit her lip. His width stretched her body, filling her in a way she’d never experienced before. Her inner walls clenched around him, greedily wanting more. She gasped as he fully sheathed himself.
“You feel so good,” he said roughly, hands tight on her breasts. He massaged her nipples, his touch exciting a tingling and feeling of increasing fullness.
“Tai’ri” she moaned.
He slid out, slowly, then sheathed himself again. And again, his strokes almost too careful. “Is this good,yada’ami? Tell me what you want.”
Her fingernails dug into the ground. “I won’t shatter if you fuck me, Tai’ri.”
He paused. She wanted to look over her shoulder at his face, but she felt the ripple of surprise through their bond. “I don’t want to hurt—”
“Tai’ri!” Her buttocks bucked against him, grinding. “I need this.” She hadn’t realized until he was inside her how much she had needed it, how much she had been suppressing her own body.
“Very well.” He increased the speed of his strokes and gradually, the strength behind them. Which each stroke bursts of pleasure bloomed inside her, a slow building arc of tension as her body clamored for a final release.
He switched rhythm, changed his angle. Vivian knew she wasn’t quiet and didn’t care. All that mattered was she was finally experiencing what it was like to be completely mastered, and completely cherished, by a man who cared not just about her pleasure, but her heart.
He spoke to her, murmuring some things she heard and tried to respond to, and other things she didn’t understand and didn’t bother to try.
Part of her knew he was holding back, holding somethingimportantback, keeping fine control over the depth of his strength. She felt it, the slightest distance, hesitation. Not emotional; his heart was hers. She knew it as surely as she knew they would soon have a child in the world.
