Purity (Pure and Tainted) (39 page)

He laughed. “No way in hell, baby. I’m a big guy, remember?
There’s no way you could crush me with your sweet little body. Now come down
for me.”

Despite his encouragement K hovered above him, feeling a mixture
of desire and fear.

Look,” Boone continued gently, obviously sensing her worry. “Just
come down a little at first. I’ll start by kissing you—just like I was kissing
your mouth. Okay?”

“I…guess so.” K allowed his big hands to guide her down until her
aching sex was just above his mouth. With a mixture of desire and
embarrassment, she saw that the way he had her positioned and open for him, her
outer lips were spreading of their own accord, revealing the hot, slippery pink
interior of her pussy, almost begging for his kiss.

Boone kept his eyes locked with hers. “Watch me,” he murmured
hoarsely. “Just one kiss at first, I promise.”

Then he parted his lips and pressed a hot, gentle, open-mouthed
kiss to her sex.

K moaned helplessly as she felt his heat against her core and his
tongue brushing gently over her throbbing clit. True to his word, Boone kissed
her sex exactly as he would kiss her mouth, long and hot and sweet as he held
her gaze with his own.

“Feels good, darlin’?” he asked when he broke the kiss at last.

Wordlessly, K nodded. It felt incredible. And yet she needed more.

“Good.” Boone gave her another lazy smile. “Then relax and let
yourself
come all the way down. Let me kiss you right and
get my tongue all the way into that creamy pussy of yours.”

“Boone,” she whispered breathlessly, threading her fingers through
his hair. “It feels so good. But are you sure…”

“I’m plenty strong enough to support you,” he assured her, his
grip on her hips and ass tightening slightly. “Just come down, baby. Press your
pussy against my mouth and really grind against my face. I want to feel you
fucking my tongue.”

The hot words and the desire in his eyes were more than enough to
convince her. K lowered herself, trusting to his strength to keep her steady as
she pressed her open sex to his mouth.

Boone groaned in obvious satisfaction and spread her even wider,
splitting her thighs and opening her sex completely for his mouth. K cried out
and her grip tightened on his hair when she felt him lapping her open cunt,
bathing her slippery inner folds and throbbing clit with his hot tongue.

So good! Oh, Purity, it felt so
good
she could hardly stand it. Inside her she felt something
growing, some primal need that would make itself known soon. Closing her eyes,
she tried to ignore it and concentrate on the pleasure Boone was giving her.

Boone licked and sucked, teasing the little nub of her clit with
the tip of his tongue and then pressing the flat of his tongue to it instead
and holding still while K writhed against him, grinding against his face just
as he’d wanted her to. Then, suddenly, he changed positions and she felt
something hot and thick and wet slipping deeply into her, penetrating her
pussy.

K nearly wailed with pleasure as she felt him slide inside her.
This was what she needed, what her body was craving. And yet she wanted even
more. His tongue was wonderful but she needed something different, something
thicker and longer and stronger inside her, fucking her, filling her up…The
need inside her roared again, growing claws and fangs, demanding something
else. K pushed it away, trying to be content.

Boone’s tongue slipped deeper into her, sliding in and out and she
rode his face, her fingers tight in his spiky hair. The pleasure inside her was
building, the familiar wire tightening in her belly with each stroke and yet
she couldn’t quite seem to find the edge of orgasm as she had before. There was
something missing…something her body was crying out for, the primal need inside
her, the urging of her cycle told her so. With a surge of frustration, K
realized she wasn’t going to be able to reach a release until she got it.

“Boone,” she gasped, twitching her hips away from him. “I can’t…I
need…This is good but it isn’t enough.”

He let her go and looked up, his mouth wet with her juices.

“It’s all right, darlin’—tell me. Tell me what you need and I’ll
give it to you.”

“I need you inside me. Not just your tongue.” K slid down the
length of his body and cupped the hard, throbbing ridge of his shaft through
the thin black material of his underbriefs. “I need this—need
you
all the way in me.”

Boone’s eyes blazed with desire but it was clear he was trying to
hold himself back.

“Look, darlin’,” he said reasonably. “I know your cycle is making
you all kinds of crazy but I still want to take this slow. You’re a virgin and
you’re going to be tight. I don’t want to hurt you.”

“Boone, please! I’m not afraid, I just need you. I’m afraid if I
don’t have you in me soon I’ll lose control!”

“All right, darlin’,” he said soothingly. “Take some deep breaths—
it’s
okay. We’ll get through this.”

“Only if I can have you inside me
right now.”

K was already pulling at his underbriefs. She got the black
material down and bit her lip at the sight of his long, thick shaft. Boone was
right—the size difference between them might present a problem. K had never
seen male genitalia before but she knew big when she saw it. Still, the need growling
in her center blazed so hotly she didn’t care—she just wanted him inside her.

She straddled his hips as she had straddled his face and grasped
the thick pole of flesh in one hand. He was hot and hard and the skin of his
shaft was silky and much softer than she would have expected. On the tip of his
broad, flaring crown a single droplet of clear liquid formed a pearl of
moisture. Spreading her thighs, K rubbed the head of his shaft against herself,
spreading her outer lips and stroking it over the throbbing nub of her clit and
her wet inner folds.

“God, darlin’.”
Boone’s deep voice was hoarse. “Be
careful, take it slow.”

Taking it slow was the last thing K wanted to do but she had no
choice. As she lowered herself onto him, allowing the broad head to breach her
entrance, she could feel his thickness spreading her, opening her as she had
never been opened before. The stretching sensation was intense—almost
painful—but the need inside her drove her to take more, spreading her legs even
wider and sliding down, impaling herself inch by thick inch on his cock.

She felt a short, sharp pain when he was halfway inside her and
gave a little cry.

“K?” Boone looked worried. “Are you all right?” He started to pull
her off him but she resisted.

“Fine, I just…” She moved again experimentally, letting herself
down a little more. To her relief, the pain was not repeated. “It only hurt for
a minute,” she told Boone, panting. “I…I’m better now.”

“All right then.” He was still watching her, an anxious look on
his face. “Just take it slow.”

“Don’t want to,” K moaned as she pressed down again. The need
inside her was growing, growling for more. Purity but he was thick! She could
feel her inner walls stretching to accommodate him and it hurt a little but it
also felt good, so
good
at the same
time. Finally she felt the broad head of his shaft press hard against the
bottom of her channel.

“Boone,” she gasped. “Oh Purity, you’re in me…all the way in me
now.”

“Is this what you need?” His jaw was tight, as though it was all
he could do to hold himself still but his hands on her hips were firm and
steady. “Does it feel better now?”

“It’s starting to. But I need something else…something…”
Experimentally, K raised herself, letting a few inches of his thick shaft slip
out of her. Then she dropped back down, moaning as she felt him fill her all
over. “Oh, yes…Purity,
yes,”
she
whispered.

“That’s right, darlin’,” Boone growled softly, reaching up to cup
and caress her naked breasts. “Ride me. Go on and fuck yourself on me.”

K did as he
asked,
feeling the wire
tighten again even as the primal need grew. The gentle rhythm she’d established
felt good and she could tell she was getting adjusted to his girth. And yet
still, she needed more. Something inside her, something primitive and savage,
insisted that it wasn’t enough, wasn’t deep enough or hard enough or rough
enough.

Biting her lower lip in frustration, K rocked against him.
Pressing her hands to his muscular torso she braced herself and worked hard,
sliding the thick shaft in and out of her sex and deeply as she could. Boone
was still just laying there, his eyes narrowed with concentration and his hands
clenched into fists of tension by his sides.

“Easy there, darlin’,” he murmured, as K’s agitation grew. “Don’t
hurt yourself.”

“I can’t…I need…” Her motions grew more varied, more desperate.
She thrust herself against him, crying in frustration. How could having him in
her still not be enough? What else was her cycle demanding of her? How could
she fulfill the wild, driving ache within her? How could she fill the
emptiness? “Boone,” she moaned. “Boone, please…”

“That’s enough.” Suddenly he was sliding her off him, withdrawing
the thick shaft she desperately needed so abruptly that K nearly cried.

“No!” She fought to reach him, to get him back inside her. New
urges were rising inside her, new impulses that both called to her and
frightened her. “No, Boone, I need you!
You don’t understand,
I
need you.”

“Yes, I do understand.” His deep voice was grim. “I did some
serious research into the Erian mating cycle in the last couple of days—forced
Loki to get me into some hidden databases too.”

“Then what is it?” K demanded, clenching her hands into fists. “I
feel like I need you in me but then I want more, I need…I need…”

“You need what I was hoping not to have to do.” Boone looked at
her soberly. “You need to be bred.”

“What does that mean?” K’s eyes were stinging and her sex was
throbbing with deep, unfulfilled ache.

“God, darlin’, your eyes are pure gold now.
Gorgeous.”
Boone cupped her cheek and sighed. “It means that in the third phase of your
cycle you need to be taken really hard and deep. It’s almost…an animal instinct.”
He shook his head. “I didn’t want to do it because I was afraid I’d hurt you.
But now I’m afraid you’ll hurt yourself if I don’t.”

“Boone…” She was trembling all over now, shaking with need, so
tense she felt like she could jump on him and rip him apart. Somehow she was
able to control herself but she didn’t know if she could for long unless her
need was met. “Please do it, please try. I feel…feel like I’m dying inside. I
need this…need you. Please do whatever you have to do to make it stop. I don’t
want to lose control. I don’t want to hurt you!”

“All right, darlin’. Come on.” Boone got off the sleeping platform
but stopped K when she would have followed him. “No, like this,” he instructed,
pushing her down to her hands and knees in front of him. “Lift your ass in the
air and spread your legs.”

K did as she was told, clutching the cover in both hands and
opening herself for him. The need was still with her, snarling for release,
whispering that she should turn on him, force him to the bed and have her way
using her teeth and nails to subdue him. Somehow though, she managed to stay
still…barely.

“Boone,” she ground out. “I don’t know what’s happening to me but
I feel…I feel almost wild with need. These thoughts, these emotions…I want to
jump on you…bite you…claw you…
fuck
you.”

“Like I said, it’s an animal instinct.
A
dominance thing.”
Suddenly his hand was on the back of her neck, forcing
her down and bringing her ass high into the air.

“I…I don’t understand.” K writhed against his grip and then went
still. She didn’t like being held down, she told herself. And yet somehow, she
did
.

“During the Erian royal mating cycle, the female rips and claws
and fucks the males she’s with—who are all tied down, by the way.” Boone
sounded grim. “Until she’s tired herself out and one of them frees himself from
his bonds. It’s only when he holds her down and takes her that the cycle is
finally complete.”

“Then do it,” K rasped. “
Do
it, Boone—
take
me.”

She could feel his resistance to the idea, his desire not to hurt
her. But to his credit, Boone didn’t let his emotions get in the way of doing
what was necessary. Gripping the back of her neck even more firmly, he spread
her thighs wider and fit the head of his shaft to her entrance once more.

K moaned as he pressed home inside her. Moaned and did her best to
spread wider to accommodate his thick length. When he had finally filled her to
the hilt, Boone paused for a moment and then gripped her hips.

“Do it!” she begged again. “Penetrate me, Boone—
fuck me.”

He didn’t wait any longer. With a low roar of desire, he pulled
all the way out and slammed back into her, filling her long and hard and deep.
Claiming her completely.