Page 73 of Forged in Shadow

She was naked now, and so was he. His erection hung before her, proud and massive and mouth-watering.

Bending his head, he took one of her erect nipples into his mouth, rolling it slowly between his tongue and lips until she moaned with pleasure, closing her eyes. He did the same with the other, before trailing hot molten kisses down her belly. He kissed the outer lips of her pussy, kissed her inner thighs, and kissed the wet folds inside, finding her throbbing clit. He rolled her precious nub between his lips, sucking it back and forth, teasing out a kind of pleasure that was so delicious, so rare, so orgasmic, that Arin arced her back and thrust her hand through his hair, twisting it as she bucked and writhed, needing him more and more.

Then he would flick his long tongue deep inside her and fuck her with it, before returning to caress her exquisitely sensitive clit with his mouth. He skillfully drew out her orgasm, and then cheekily held her at the precipice, denying her climax as he watched her.

He stared at her from below, enjoying his moment of mastery over her body. He watched her with his searing gaze until she was forced to close her eyes and little by little, he teased her back towards the edge.

She was in agony and ecstasy as he built up her pleasure, then relented.

So close.

“Please,” she cried, “please, Rykal.”

He hit her in just the right spot and pushed her over the edge.

She cried out as the wind howled outside, her bodytwisting and glistening with sweat as he moved to straddle her. He kneeled over her, looking proudly upon her as she pulled him forward, taking his cock into her mouth.

She kissed the glistening tip of his erection, then moved her lips down his hard length, taking in every inch of him, back and forth, back and forth, until he broke his silence for the very first time with a cry of pleasure.

His voice cracked, and he moaned in delight, pushing his fingers through her short hair.

She gave him what he needed until he was close to breaking point, then she slowly withdrew, running her tongue along the sensitive base of his cock, eliciting a great shudder from him.

He rocked back on his haunches, grabbed her around her waist, and pulled her up towards him.

“Turn around,” he said, caressing the curves of her ass and her muscular thighs as she did just that. He grunted in satisfaction and slapped her ass hard before wrapping a strong hand around her neck and pushing her down, thrusting into her from behind.

His thick length slid between her wet lips with ease, and it felt so damn good. He slid his hands up along her stomach, cupping her generous breasts and fondling her nipples as he settled into a fierce rhythm, and then proceeded to fuck her into oblivion.

The storm howled outside, and they both sang their pleasure through grunts and moans, their voices combining in a primal harmony as they moved together, their bodies becoming one.

He thrust inside her, going deeper and deeper, burying himself to the hilt, faster and faster until she began to release full-throated cries. The sound of her voice seemed to spur him on even more, and he went wild with her, pushing her to the absolute limits of pleasure, gripping her breasts tightly, tasting the salty sweat against the delicate skin of her neck ashe sank his fangs into her ever so slightly, marking her,claimingher.

And then he fucked her over the edge as pain mingled with pleasure to create the single most wonderful sensation she’d ever experienced.

She screamed her release, and he overlapped her cry with his own deep roar as he climaxed inside her with all the pent-up fury of a savage storm.

CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX

Later, when they lay in each other’s arms, he kissed the top of her head and curled a lazy, possessive hand around one of her breasts. “I spent all day cooped up in those fucking catacombs, hunting Xargek that didn’t want to be found, and all I could think about was you. Everything was pissing me off. The heat, the larvae, the infernal sand. I couldn’t wait to get home to you. That’s why I hid at first. I wanted to try and cool down, but when I saw you, I lost it. I had to have you. I wasn’t trying to irritate you or anything like that.”

Arin snuggled up against him, warm and safe in his arms. “You should never try and hide that from me,” she said. “Ever.”

“I know.” He tipped her chin up and kissed her on the lips. “Sometimes, I just have trouble restraining my emotions. I can be… impulsive.”

“Not impulsive. Passionate.”

“When it comes to you, always.”

“We’re good together, aren’t we?”

“The best. I will never know another.”

His words infused through her like warm, delicious honey, and Arin curled her arm around his waist, holding him tight. “I don’t want anyone else but you,” she declared. “Not now, notever. Whatever happens, whatever the Empire or the Federation or the Universe decides to throw at us, we’ll deal with it together.”

“Always,” he agreed, holding her close.

“Always,” she agreed, clutching him tightly as the storm finally died down outside and the dust settled upon the constantly shifting sands of the endless desert.

And even though the Universe was constantly shifting around them, throwing into motion changes that were way beyond their control, Arin felt a sense of calm amidst the storm, because Rykal was by her side, and when she was with him, she felt truly invincible.

Together, they were complete.