Page 109 of Joy Guardian
He sucked in the nipple, flicking the tip of his tongue against the hardened bud. His fangs scraped my skin. The sting of pain made me shrink back, but only for a moment. I didn’t believe anything could keep me away from him now, not even if he bit me in earnest, not even if he devoured me whole.
“More,” echoed through the bedroom, and I wasn’t sure who said it, he or I.
His words were mine now. His feelings were mine too. As was his desire that rolled through me, pulsed in my blood, and throbbed between my legs.
He bit down on my nipple, and I cried out both from pain and pleasure. With my legs spread, my core hovered over his needy cluster. The tentacles reached up, eager to get inside me. The stroke over my hot, swollen clit, driving me mad with lust.
“Fuck me, sweetheart,” Kurai pleaded. “Fuck me or I fear I’ll die.”
I feared I’d die, too, if I didn’t feel him inside me this very minute.
Hooking my arm around his neck, I lowered my hips for his cluster to enter me. The tentacles wiggled under me, jostling each other out of the way in their hurry to get in. In their struggle, they rubbed harder against my swollen, hypersensitive clit. Sharp pleasure rushed through me, almost making me come at once.
“Oh God,” I gasped, jerking my hips.
Kurai gasped, and I found his lips with mine.
“Feel it…” I moaned against his mouth. “Can you feel it, my love?”
“I feel everything. Don’t stop. Please don’t stop.”
I couldn’t stop now even if someone held a knife to my throat. With the tips of his cluster buried inside me, I rolled back my hips, rubbing my clit against the thick base of his feelers. Riding him, I controlled exactly how much or how little of their length I took. But as my need grew, my control slipped, I moved closer, taking more. As the cluster got thicker at the base, it stretched me wider to the point of being too painful to enjoy. Our joint need blinded me. But as I moved forward, Kurai jerked his hips back, adjusting our position to bring more pleasure to us both.
The orgasm slammed into me, knocking the breath out of me. Tension snapped, like an overstrained chain, flooding my senses with relief and pleasure. My body trembled. I pressed my forehead into his chest, coming all over his tentacle cluster.
With a deafening roar, Kurai came too. His release squirted out of me, slicking our thighs and pooling on the marble mosaic floor under us.
My inner muscles quivered, milking his climax.My limbs felt weak. I draped my arms over his shoulders and dropped my head against his chest, trying to catch the breath that our wild sex had stolen.
Then, I felt his lips pressing a kiss to the crown of my head.
“You got rid of your braids,” he said in that deep, gentle voice I knew and loved.
I lifted my head to meet his warm gaze.
“I did. Do you miss them?” I asked, waiting for his answer with a tendril of apprehension.
He shook his head. “I missedyou. Every minute away from you has been a torture. I’ll take you in any way you let me, with or without the braids, with or without your hair, I’d take you with a bucket on your head if that’s what you choose to wear.”
I laughed.
“For someone who derives no pleasure from humor, you make funny jokes, my dear,” I teased, before kissing him. “I’m so happy to have you back, Kurai.”
“I knew you loved me, even when you wouldn’t say it,” he said with a smug smile. I cupped his cheek, and he turned his head to kiss my wrist. “I’m so sorry I scared you.”
“You sure did. And when this is over, you’ll have to explain the Watcher thing to me and how you’re one of them,” I said.
“I will,” he promised.
“There can’t be any secrets between us if we want this to work, Kurai.”
“No more secrets,” he echoed, his voice turning tense again.
I ran my hand down his chest, sensing his desire tingle and spread in the wake of my touch.
“It’s happening again, isn’t it?” I asked.
“It is. But at least I can breathe now. Thank you.” He pressed his temple to the side of my head. “You can release me now, sweetheart. I have a much better grip on my urges when you’re connected to me.” He slid his gaze down my tendrils in his arms in wonder. “By what miracle did this even happen?”
