Page 105 of Star-Born Anomaly
Swallowing, he focused on where their bodies joined. The sight stole his breath. She took him so well, stretched open and pink. It was a view he could stare at for hours. More magical than nebulae. More mesmerizing than star clusters.
But he also knew there was more pleasure to give. Hands tight on hips, he lifted her slightly, then guided her down. They groaned in unison. Her eyes fluttered closed, and she tipped her head back, exposing her delicious throat.
Had he ever paid attention to someone’s body the way he was becoming obsessed with hers? He could not remember a single instance.
He lifted her again, then brought her down harder. Explosive lightning ricocheted through his body.
“Oh, stars,” she breathed, her eyes opening to focus on his face.
He liked that, her entire focus on him. It caused his heart to pound like he had raced a hundred kilometers.
Then she moved on her own, and he didn’t think he had ever experienced anything so profound in his life. In and out, her fevered body sheathed his in an erotic slide of flesh. Their essences fed off one another, rising in a tidal wave of pleasure. Each give and take connected them more. The yielding of their bodies made it impossible to know where she began and he ended. Emotions entwined in a concrete tangle, building until they roared in his head.
“Yes,” she breathed, pushing his threadbare control right through his fingers.
Smooth motions turned frantic. He slammed upward, needing more friction. Bursts of light bloomed behind his eyelids at how good it felt. His testicles tightened.
“More,” she moaned, rotating her hips. “Harder.”
His vision blurred. In the next instant, he rolled, keeping himself inside her, until he was on top. Her arms wrapped around his shoulders, and her one knee lifted. He grabbed hold of it to angle himself, then snapped his hips forward again and again.
Breaths puffed from between her lips. Her fingers bit into his scalp, shooting tingles across his shoulders, and he understood how she could find pleasure or solace in pain.
She wrapped her other leg around his waist to take him deeper. Each jerk of his hips brought them closer. She cried out his name, then her teeth dug into his shoulder. Her inner walls clenched around him.
Iax was not sure how another being could be so perfect.
The heat grew inside him until he could hold back no longer. He thrust inside her and came in a hot jolt. An explosion shot off behindhis eyelids. She tightened around him again, and he groaned her name into the crown of her head, his body convulsing.
He held her this way, straining, until he collapsed and his body covered hers from top to bottom. He turned his face into her throat and inhaled her scent deep into his lungs. Despite her time on the CORE warship, she still smelled of earth and warmth.
When she twitched beneath, he propped himself up on his elbows to stare down into her eyes. Though he softened inside her, he did not want to separate. He also did not want to crush her.
He rolled again, taking her with him, and settled his hands on the globes of her ass, keeping her solid and safe on top of him.
She huffed out a gentle laugh. “All right, then,” she said, then tucked her face in the crook of his neck.
Iax closed his eyes and exhaled a slow breath. If they could stay this way for the remainder of their lives, he would die content.
“You know,” she said, the words vibrating against the skin of his throat. “You were pretty good at that for being your first time.”
“Could I not say the same of you?”
She lifted her head to meet his gaze. “I don’t know. Could you?”
His chin jerked in a small nod. “You, this experience, has changed me on a molecular level. For the better.”
Her eyes widened, then she licked her lips. “You really have a way with words, you know that?”
It seemed like a rhetorical question, so he did not answer, only squeezed the flesh of her bottom again.
A huff left her as she dropped her face into the crook of his neck. A hush enveloped them while his thoughts circled on how to remain secluded, just the two of them, for as long as possible, taking and giving pleasure.
Unfortunately, they would run out of air after too long.
Wynn pulled him out of his hypothesizing when she shifted away from him.
“Washroom,” she murmured, and he forced himself to release her lush curves.
