Monday, September 20, 2010
Blood Magic Series
It was Lynx’s turn to sigh. She was hot as hell for Micah. In this position she could feel every hard angle of him and she wanted more. Without thought she leaned up and nipped soft kisses along his jaw. He tensed for a minute and then her legs were sliding down his arms to fall sprawled at her sides and he was lying fully on top of her. His mouth found the pulse point in her throat and explored there.
He was naked from the waist up and Lynx ran her hands over every inch of bare flesh that she could. He was so broad, the hair on his chest more wiry and coarse than what she had felt before when playing with men from her shifter tribe. Micah was different and she loved it, wanted to feel more of him.
His mouth moved down her throat to her chest and then her shirt was being tugged up. No time to prepare, just Micah’s hot mouth closing over her nipple sucking deep and hard. She arched up from the floor, trying to muffle the cry that wanted to pour from her lips. His big hand cupped her other breast, his fingers pulling and tugging at that nipple. One hard thigh rode high between her legs and she could feel the magnificent length of his cock against her inner thigh.
Micah was a big man and she wasn’t talking about the fact that he was seven feet tall. She wanted him, wanted to feel him buried deep inside her. She rubbed wantonly against him and she knew he must be able to feel the heat and wetness of her sex on his thigh. He groaned and his mouth left her nipple with a popping sound before he licked his way over to the other one.
Her hands clawed at his shoulders trying to hold him closer, trying to pull him up her body so that his hard cock would lie where she wanted it and she could feel his lips on hers. She wanted to know the sensual feel of his kiss, to feel his tongue stroking against hers. She wanted to grip his hips with her legs and rub her hot sex along the length of his. She wanted desperately.
But Micah moved further down his lips trailing a path along her stomach. With ease he pushed her pants down and his mouth was at her pussy. His tongue slid between the plumped lips and she could hear the pleasure in his voice as her taste filled his mouth. His chest on her knees kept her from moving, kept her at his mercy.
One big hand stretched along her stomach so that his fingers could still torture the nipple of one breast while the other spread the lips of her pussy for his further exploration. His tongue was a torment as it glided up and around her swollen clitoris only to trail back down and rim her opening. Again and again he traced this path until she was ready to scream.
Then his tongue was inside her fucking her channel while he used one finger to rub circles on her clit. She tried to keep the moans she could no longer contain low but the pleasure coursing through her was like none she had ever felt before.
“Micah,” Lynx breathed his name and his head came up to look at her. His mouth was wet with her juices and his eyes were so golden that they looked like twin suns. “Micah,” she said, again unsure of herself in this new experience.