And…something in him did. Trust her, that is. Even though she hadn’t said she trusted him, somehow he believed that would work itself out.
He leaned his forehead into hers. “You are…pure dead brilliant.”
“Thank you?” she smiled.
“Aye. It’s a phrase my màthair used to say. It means you’re amazing.”
“I feel amazing,” she said, as she stretched her arms above. While she lengthened her body, parts of him did the same.
He almost didn’t say it, but then he whispered, “There’s more.”
“Egan?”
“Yes?”
“You must give me more.”
“I will. I will.”
“No. I don’t think you understood me. You must give me morenow.”
In a trice, his hands yanked her under him.
“I’ll be gentle. I swear.”
“No. Don’t be.”
“This is your first time. It might be a bit painful. But you can trust me to be gentle, if it’s the last thing I do.”
“I’ve heard that. I know you, and I know I can handle you. I want all of you.” Her hands cupped his face. Then she smiled and added, “And this better not be the last thing you do.”
He laughed and leaned in. His lips found hers and relished the sweetness.
Egan massaged her core with one hand and rubbed her side, from hip to breast, with the other. His tongue began preparing her for what was to come. And oh, the pleasure he found from her sucking on his tongue. His arousal was begging for entrance.
“Sofie, do you want…?”
“Yes, Egan. I need.”
He pushed his tip between her folds and made a single wet stroke up her cleft with his cock. At her moan, he stroked her again.
“Egan,” she begged.
“I’m just making sure you’re ready.”
“I’m telling you, I’m ready.”
Egan chuckled. “Here you go, then.” And he pushed his tip into her. Together they groaned and grasped at flailing sounds.
“Yes!” Sofie shouted.
He pushed in to the hilt and clamped down on her neck. And then they were moving in an ancient rhythm together, learning and pushing each other.
She pulled him closer and suckled on his shoulder. And as he felt her tightening, he thrust his cock into her one more time. With her tightening around him, he released into her a quivering jolt. The beast exhaled.
Chapter 9
EGANWOKEUPTOa warm body surrounding him and gentle hands massaging his thigh. Had she not had enough? He had taken her three more times last night, and each time he was one hundred percent satisfied. Except that he wanted more. Actually, not more, precisely, but again. He would never tire of her moans and the way she clung to him.
