Page 49 of Bite the Power
"Mine," he whispered, the word carrying the weight of an oath.
"Yours," she agreed breathlessly.
Kaidan didn't hesitate a second longer. He claimed her mouth again, kissing her with a hunger that bordered on desperation. Her fingers clawed at his shirt, tearing at the fabric until he helped her rip it off, his muscles flexing as he tossed it aside. The moment his bare skin met hers, a shudder ran through him—electric and primal.
His lips moved to her neck, sucking at the sensitive spot that made her gasp.
"Kaidan…" His name on her lips was a plea, and he reveled in it, and in the way her body arched beneath him.
"Patience," he growled against her skin, though patience was the last thing he felt.
His bear snarled inside him, demanding he take her now, claim her in every way possible. But this—this moment—deserved reverence.
He kissed down her neck to her collarbone, and then lower to her breasts, his tongue flicking over one peaked nipple before drawing it into his mouth. Tessa cried out, her fingers grabbing his hair, holding him there as if she feared he might stop. As if he could.
"You taste like heaven," he murmured against her skin.
"Less talking," she gasped, her hips lifting against him. "More?—"
He chuckled, the sound dark and possessive, before lavishing the same attention on her other breast until she was writhing beneath him.
Then he kissed lower still, his lips tracing the curve of her ribs, the dip of her navel, and the softness of her stomach. He lingered there, breathing in her scent—sweet, intoxicating,his.
When he finally settled between her thighs, her breath hitched. He could feel the heat of her against his lips and could already taste her on his tongue.
"Kaidan," she whispered, her voice trembling with need.
His tongue soon dragged through her folds in one slow, deliberate stroke, savoring the way her body jerked beneath him. Her loud moans were music to his ears as he licked deeper in a maddening circular motion around her clit.
"God—" Her thighs clenched around his head, her hips lifting to seek more.
He gave it to her willingly—teasing and tormenting, until she was gasping his name like a mantra.
"Kaidan, I need you inside me," she begged, her voice breaking. "Please."
Kaidan lifted his head, and his entire body went taut with need. The sight of her—flushed, desperate, and completely at his mercy—nearly undid him at that moment.
Kaidan stripped off his pants and boxers in one swift motion, his large cock springing free, thick and hard. He then laid back on the fur rug, his muscles coiled with anticipation. His eyes, sharp and hungry, locked onto Tessa as she laid beside him, her body glowing in the firelight.
"Get on top of me," he commanded gently. "Take control, Tessa. This is your special night too."
She hesitated for a fraction of a second, her eyes searching his but then she nodded. "Careful, Your Majesty. Once I'm in charge, you might not want me to stop."
Kaidan chuckled. "Sounds like a challenge I'm willing to accept."
Tessa straddled him, her hands resting on his chest for balance. Kaidan's breath hitched as she positioned herself, her slick heat brushing against the tip of his cock. She guided him to her entrance, her movements slow and deliberate, and Kaidan's jaw clenched as he fought the urge to thrust up and bury himself inside her all at once.
"Easy," she murmured, her voice teasing. "Let me savor this."
"You're going to be the death of me, Tessa," he growled, his hands gripping her hips as she sank down onto him, inch by agonizing inch.
Her gasp echoed in the room as she took him fully, her body stretching to accommodate him. Kaidan's eyes closed for a moment, his bear roaring inside him at the feel of her tight warmth enveloping him.
"God, you're perfect," he breathed, his voice rough with primal need.
Tessa leaned forward, her hands braced on his chest, and began to move, rocking her hips in a rhythm that made Kaidan's head spin. Her breasts swayed with her movements and Kaidan reached up to cup them, his thumbs brushing over her nipples until she gasped, her pace faltering slightly.
"Don't stop," he growled, his voice rough with desire.
