Page 45 of Tomlin
She gave him a speculative look and he laughed. She loved seeing him so happy and at peace. He still maintained his outward composure, but there was an ease to it now that hadn’t been there when he first arrived at her lab. At least he continued in that role when he was around other people. When they were alone as they were now, he was completely open to her.
“How long?” he asked, his eyes already beginning to glow blue.
“Five minutes.”
Her voice came out low and husky and the blue intensified. The five minutes she needed to complete the experiment felt like an eternity.
“How are the boys getting along?” she asked, trying to distract herself.
“As well as usual.” He hesitated. “Grethin’s other side flared up but he handled it perfectly.”
She knew he still worried about their son, but she gave him a reassuring smile.
“I’m not surprised. He has his father to guide him.”
“And his brilliant mother,” he added but she saw him relax a little.
Just as well, considering what she was about to propose.Oops.He suddenly tensed, his eyes focused on her face, and she realized that her longing had been strong enough for him to read.
“You want another child?” he asked, his voice hoarse.
“Yes, and this feels like the right time. I’ll be finishing up this project in a few months and then I can spend some time writing up my research before starting on the next one.”
Or at least she’d try. She started getting restless whenever she was away from her lab for too long.
“Three more minutes,” he growled, stalking towards her.
They couldn’t pass quickly enough, especially when he wrapped his arms around her from behind, nibbling on her neck as his talented fingers worked her nipples. She started to turn towards him, tempted to forget all about her experiment, but he held her in place.
“Concentrate on your work, little scholar.”
Concentration was almost impossible as his hands continued to travel over her body but she clenched her fists on the countertop and hung on. By the time the alarm finally sounded, she was shuddering with need. She reached out blindly to throw the switches and he finally let her turn to him, his hands reaching down to grab her hips and pull her against his erection.
“Time’s up -”
She hadn’t even finished speaking when he lifted her onto the counter and spread her legs, yanking her skirt out of the way. He’d already freed his erection, the mating lines glowing a deepintense blue, but she only caught a glimpse of them before he drove into her in one long, hard stroke.
She cried out, his size momentarily overwhelming her despite how ready she was, but he kept pushing, filling her so completely she could barely breathe. She was already on the edge, the strength of his desire enhancing her own as he began to move, driving into her again and again, his cock striking her in exactly the right spot each time. His hands tightened on her hips, holding her in place to receive the hard, demanding thrusts, and she felt the faint distant prick of his claws.
“Come for me, sweetheart,” he growled, and pleasure engulfed her, sweeping her away as he followed her over, his hips slamming against hers one last time as he spilled himself deep inside her.
He collapsed down over her, and she wrapped her arms around him, relishing the steady beat of his heart and the love flowing through their connection. Finally he eased back, making sure she was steady before pulling out. They both gasped as he slid free, and he gave her a wicked smile.
“Are you ready for part two?”
Part two?
She barely had time to process what he meant before he buried his head between her thighs, his tongue sliding between the slick folds. He sucked gently on her clit, then pressed his thumb against it. She shuddered as she climaxed again, hard and fast, but he didn’t stop, continuing his ruthless pursuit of her pleasure.
He held her steady through two more orgasms before finally lifting his head, smiling at her dazed expression even as he slidhis once again enormously erect cock over her sensitized flesh. He looked down at her and she felt his momentary hesitation when he saw the marks on her hips.
“I’m fine,” she said quickly.
It wasn’t the first time it had happened, and while it still troubled him, she enjoyed the evidence of his passion and he’d gradually let himself believe her assurances. She tugged him down for a kiss, their shared taste lingering on his tongue as he slid slowly into her. The urgency of their earlier lovemaking was replaced by something slower and deeper, each thrust bringing them closer and closer until the moment when they tipped over the edge together.
Their bond shimmered around them, binding them together as tightly as the physical bond between their bodies, and she savored its warmth as she traced her fingers through that not quite human hair.
“I love you.”
