“Elders…” She went right back to work, brushing the head of my cock along her seam. That hot, velvety sensation had my eyes rolling back into my head. “They gave us…”
“Gave you what?”
Harper stopped, moving her hips in small circles, the head of my cock slowly slipping in. My hands slapped down on her hips, trying to stop her. Our eyes locked together, the feeling so much more intimate now and that forced me to be honest.
“Gave me the knowledge, if not the experience, to know a woman needs to be aroused to enjoy sex.”
She grinned, her head tilting to one side.
“Got that covered, Kieran.”
“No, I need…”
All that teaching went flying out the window the moment she bore down. Nothing any of the elders had taught us prepared me for this. It was like I was being engulfed by the most intense pleasure, hotter than the bath, but just as liquid.
“You need to see what’s right here in front of you.”
Harper picked up my hand, placing it against her heart, for long enough to feel the frantic beat. Then it slid lower. I learned the geography of the swell of her breast in real time, settling over her nipple. That crinkled skin, the hard bead, that had my hand dropped away so my mouth could take over. Fangs grazed her skin, making her gasp, right as I sucked her in.
“Oh fuck…”
She said what was on my mind, her gasp everything. Every muscle locked down tight, not from fear this time, but to stop me from slamming myself deeper. With long, hard pulls, I tortured her breast, right up until the point she reached her limits.
Now it was my time to push past them.
I was up and walking towards the wall in seconds. Her yelp forced me to grip her hips, making clear I had her, right up untilher back pressed against the wall. Harper’s eyes flicked open and she smiled up at me.
“Oh, this is definitely a Thor move. I totally see him doing this with Jane?—”
“Not Thor,” I growled. “Just Harper. Just me.”
She nodded quickly, her smile fading, but something far more raw followed it.
“You got it, Bear… Kieran. You got me.” Her fingers traced the line of my lips. “You got me, so now it’s time to claim me.”
“Whatever my mate wants,” I ground out, thrusting deep. “She gets.”
Chapter 46
Harper
Dreams were amazing, but it turned out there was nothing better than the moment when they all came through.
My nails dug into Kieran’s shoulders, urging him on, even as my body struggled to take every thrust. He was so damn thick. It was like he was forcing me open with every pass, breaking down boundaries, walls, everything, until all that remained was this. My eyes locking with his, seeing a perfect reflection of the beautiful agony I was feeling in his eyes. Tor had talked about making the jump when staying where you were hurt more than the pain of change and never had that felt more real than now. Whatever hurt this was, I wanted it over and over, harder and harder, and that’s what I told him.
“Gods, yes, my mate.”
He pressed his forehead against mine, our pants mingling. My hips moved restively, trying to meet him stroke for stroke and failing. Suddenly he was this massive masculine force and all I could do was submit to that.
Which was secretly a relief.
To know he had me, had this, could control my pleasure so expertly, without any prior experience, as if the gods themselves had ordained this. My eyes went wide as the pleasure built. Rather than the delicate pleasure of my clit being stroked, this was something far more brutal. Nerves I didn’t know I had inside me came to life. If a clitoral orgasm was a wave, this was a deep, dark undertow, and I was gladly sucked in by it.
“Kieran…”
“I know.” A sharp nod followed that, then an open-mouthed kiss.
“Kieran—!”
