Prime Selection (32 page)

Leaving her shoulders, Huw kissed and licked his way to her breasts and to the nipple he’d already brought to a sharp, needy point. He cupped her full, teardrop-shaped breast and held it for his mouth. He suckled the nipple with strong, deep pulls of his lips, only pausing to add an occasional grazing of his teeth. She tasted wonderful, just like the vanilla of her scent.

“Oh, God! Hu-u-w!” Nadia’s voice broke off on a low husky moan and he felt the ripple of pleasure wisping through her mind and into his.

A small orgasmic peak—he grinned. He could do far better than that.

Stroking her nipple with his tongue, he trailed a finger down her torso and found her sex wet and ready. He stroked a fingertip lightly around the opening, up one labia, over the clitoral hood, and then down the other side. Over. And over. And over again, he traced the sensitive tissues, varying the pressures and the path. He reveled in Nadia’s sounds of pleasure and her body’s trembling on its way to an even bigger orgasm.

“Huw…” Nadia’s voice was raspy with her need.

“Shh, shh … I know what you need. You’re almost there,
lubha
. Just feel.” He gently inserted a finger into her opening and groaned at how the walls of her sex tightened to hold him there. He wished it were his cock instead of his damn finger.

Patience.
Patience.
He kissed his way to her other nipple and paid the same loving, detailed attention to it as he’d done to its mate.

“Ooh, just wait until … fuck, oh God that’s good…” Nadia arched as he added a second finger to join the first. “I get my mouth … ooh, do that again…”

Huw stroked the spongy flesh on her vaginal wall and rubbed the heel of his hand over her clit.

“Ohgodohgodoheffin’god … on your cock again.”

Her threat didn’t sound quite as effective when followed by a shriek as he applied pressure to her nipple and clit at the same time.

Another lazy ripple of pleasure flowed through Nadia’s mind and up and down her body.

He inhaled the increased scents of her arousal. He needed to taste her. He would die if he didn’t take her taste.

Letting go of her nipple after one last strong pull with his lips, he kissed his way down her torso, tracing her musculature and marveling at the strength in her womanly body. As he explored, he kept his fingers, now three in total, in her sex, scissoring gently, stretching, preparing her for the breadth of his cock. Nadia moaned and quivered as he lavished all his attention, his focus on her.

When he reached her belly button, he nuzzled it before tracing a path over her lower abdomen. One spot on her right side caused Nadia’s breath to hitch. Every muscle in his body tensed and his heart pounded as he explored the area. He wondered over it, but idly checked it off as her pleasure coming to him over their mind-link.

Since it gave them both so much pleasure, he did it again. He lavished kisses and tender nibbles over the area and then laid his cheek over one particular spot. It was hot to the touch, far warmer than her normal skin temperature. He swore he could feel a throbbing against his skin; swore he could feel an answering heat and throbbing above his heart where a mark would appear if it could.
Strange.

After placing one last, lingering kiss on the spot, he then licked his way to her clit.

He removed his fingers from her vaginal opening, and at her whimper, he patted her hip.

“Shh,
lubha
, I’m not going anywhere.”

She moaned, and her body shuddered. “I need to come now, Huw.”

“And you shall.” Huw stroked her hip as he began to worship her sex with his mouth. He began slowly. He traced patterns all around her opening with his tongue as he’d done earlier with his finger. He suckled and teethed her labia, bringing the fleshy lips to a rosy-red color and making them swell. When his cock entered her, they would be sensitive to his every stroke and goad her pleasure higher, faster.

Purposely, he avoided her tightly budded clit as he prepared her for the joining.

When her hips followed the movement of his mouth and teeth, and the cries coming from her throat were low and raspy, and the feelings her mind sent to his scorched his brain, he knew she was ready.

He stroked three fingers back into her needy opening and pulled her clit into his mouth. As he suckled her, he began a shallow, fast rhythm with his thrusting fingers.

Nadia’s cries were constant now, breathy, grunting sounds as she reached for her pleasure. She was a creature of sensation in both body and mind.

Briefly removing his mouth from her sweet little nub, Huw growled out. “Come for me, Nadia.” And he followed his order by grazing his teeth over her clit and then sucking it into his mouth. He thrust his fingers more deeply and applied pressure to the spongy bundle of nerves in her vagina.

“Oh God … Huw!” Nadia arched into his mouth and fingers and came with a guttural moan, breathy gasps of air, and a lot of creative swearing.

Huw chuckled around the throbbing bud in his mouth; the vibrations tipped his love over the edge. Nadia screamed and screamed and screamed as her orgasm reverberated through them both. Huw winced and forced his mind on her pleasure and not the seeking of his. It was a battle, but it was one he was determined to win—for her.

As Nadia’s climax wound down, he released her clit and nuzzled her mons and her thighs, soothing her through the smaller after-contractions. He slowed his fingers, drawing out the mini-climaxes until her body relaxed into the bed. Pulling his fingers from her carefully, he patted her clit lightly and drew another full body tremble from her.

Nadia’s eyes were closed. Her naked body was flushed rosy and glistening with a light sweat from her orgasm.

Huw, the primitive Huw he had sublimated while he’d seen to his mate’s pleasure, growled his satisfaction. He’d fulfilled his woman’s needs and now he would claim her, mark her with his seed and scent. He wished he could mark her as a Prime—but realized mark or no mark, he was as bound to Nadia as he would have been with any Prime woman. Their mental link was strong and his heart, fully committed; they were already on their way to having the ideal mind-body-soul trinity. It was good—and he was blessed.

*

As Huw crawled back over her body, Nadia’s pleasure-swamped brain re-engaged— sort of. Her eyes slowly opened. She gazed down his strong torso and found his cock, long, thick and oh so ready to rumble. “That looks like it might be painful.”

God, her voice was a mere croak. All the screaming had done a job on her vocal cords. But it was a small price to pay to realize Huw cared enough to give her screaming orgasms—before he gave in to the primitive need she felt boiling just under his skin.

Huw grunted in response.

Nadia touched his mind and found a fiery space, all red heat and … hunger. Male sexual need that would no longer be denied.

“Huw?” Nadia stroked his face, traced his mouth. “It’s okay,
sladkie
. Take me the way you need. I trust you.”

Huw’s eyes closed and his lips moved as if in a silent prayer. And when his eyes reopened, Nadia gasped. His golden eyes were dark, the color of Gliesian honey and in their depths, his desire raged and burned … for her. Plain old, Iceberg, Nadia Petrovich.

Then he lowered his head and took her mouth in a tongue-plunging kiss of ravishment. Her man couldn’t talk, but he could kiss—and he did.

Her tongue tangled with his and she pulled him closer. He shared the taste of her and sent her images of how he wanted to pleasure her. She conveyed to him the words he needed, the answers to the questions her big strong, proud Prime male was afraid to ask.

“I forgive you for the last weeks. I want this. I want
you
. I trust you. I love you. You
make me feel beautiful.”

Some part of his brain processed every word, because a lightening of his spirit swept from his mind to hers. Freed from his fears of rejection, Huw conquered her mouth and stroked her body back to life, preparing her for his taking.

But her man needed to hear one more thing; the one thing that would allow him to be the Prime male he needed to be—and would be for the rest of their shared lives.

“Huw … I won’t break. Take me as you need. I want it. I want you.”

Huw pulled away from her lips and nuzzled her cheek before roaring his acknowledgment of her surrender to his Prime nature. “Mine!”

He stroked her body with a sensual urgency as he kissed any part of her he could reach. Nadia moaned and gasped as her pleasure built up once more, aided by his feeding her his intense need, the need he’d restrained for her earlier. The man was a force of nature waiting to release its fury.

God, what had she gotten herself into?

“Won’t … hurt … you. Die … before I would.”

“I know, love. Make me yours.”

Huw stroked his fingers along her still-puffy labia, and a streak of pleasure shot up and down her spine. He growled and positioned his hard, hot cock to ride fully between her pussy lips. He braced himself over her and took her mouth in a quick, hard kiss. Then he zeroed in on a still-tender nipple. He scraped his teeth over and around the sensitive bud, pulled it into his mouth, and suckled.

“God, Huw…” Nadia had a mini-climax from the tenderly aggressive assault on her breast. Huw slid his cock along her slit and drew the pleasure out.

Nadia cupped the back of Huw’s neck and forced his mouth against her breast. He took the hint and continued suckling her with deeper, stronger pulls. As he did so, he moved his hips in a firm, sinuous push-pull. His cock sliding over her clit and labia and the sensations on her breast pushed her quickly to another peak.

The resulting high-pitched squeal sounded nothing like her, but it must have made Huw happy because he growled, one of his sexy growls. The vibration of his rumbling tipped her into a full-blown orgasm.

She screamed and screamed until her voice was gone and she gasped for every breath. The pleasure—all heat and sharp shards—went on for frigging forever. Her mind and body attuned to Huw; she fed on the deep primitive needs of Huw to make her his, make her come and come again. God, he’d kill her with all this pleasure.

Huw released her nipple. He pushed up on his arms and positioned his cockhead at her opening. Then he roared, “Mine” once again and buried his cock inside her with one powerful thrust.

Nadia screamed as another climax swept through her with the speed of light.

Huw grunted. It sounded as if he said, “So good.”

This was better than good. His cock buried in her was the best feeling she’d ever had in her life. He filled her and the pulsing of his cock made her body tremble in anticipation of how it would feel as he thrust within her.

Thrusting … why wasn’t he thrusting?

She squeezed him with her strong inner muscles. Huw snarled, and it seemed as if every muscle in his body tightened, but he still didn’t thrust.

What had the fool man gotten into his head now? She touched his mind and almost cried even as she smiled. He wanted this first time never to end. He was savoring the moment—relishing the miracle of her. Tears streamed down her face. He loved her.

Huw kissed away her tears, wrapping her mind in soothing, sweet love. He controlled his animal side for her.

“Let go, Huw.
Make me soar.”

He nodded once and slowly pulled his cock out of her until just the tip was within the ring of her opening. She clenched her muscles to keep him in and felt him throb in response.

Huw nipped her lower lip. Then he pushed back inside her so deeply she could have sworn he touched her cervix. She tightened around him. He groaned. She grazed the skin of his chest with her teeth. He muttered something she couldn’t hear and then pulled out and thrust back in. The sensation was incredible. Every ridge of his cock stroked her sensitive vaginal walls, sending tendrils of pleasure up and down her body.

Then he began to move without any hesitation, setting a slow rhythmic pattern her hips easily met.

His low grunts and groans told her of the strain on his body as he held back his rapacious need. The sweet man wanted—no, she read it as needed—her to gain her pleasure again—this time with him inside her. It was a primal drive as old as the universe.

“I’m close,
zaychik
. Let go.”

This time he did. He began a punishing thrusting of his hips. All Nadia could do was hold on—and feel.

“Yes-s-s! F-f-f-f-uck! God! I’m co-o-ming!” Nadia screamed her pleasure to the ceiling.

Huw was all animal now. His mental touch swept across their link and took control of her mind just as his body dominated hers. All his thoughts now were of completion. Of how she felt under him. Of her hands gripping his arms. Of her legs wrapped around his waist. Of her sex milking him with her strong contractions.

When Huw ground his pubic bone against her clit, the pleasure bordering on pain flung her into another peak.

As he drove her to even greater heights, Nadia screamed. All higher language skills were gone.

Yet Huw still hadn’t come and that would not do. Nadia lifted her head and bit his nipple and took it into her mouth, sucking him as he had her.

Huw let out a roar. For a split second … for an eternity … he hung over her, back arched, his gaze unfocused, and then he flooded her with his seed, a seemingly never-ending flow. As he shouted his orgasm, a pleasure-pain scored the skin over her ovary.

Nadia looked at Huw’s sweat-soaked chest and gasped. A marking, all swirling colors, appeared over his heart. Tears streamed down her face—they were truly bonded and she’d never be alone again.