Mating Hunt (23 page)

Groaning with pleasure, he lay back as she took his penis into her mouth, swirling her tongue. Suddenly he could stand it no longer and pushed her away. Surprise flared on her face.

“I know you want me as much as I want you. I can smell it on you, Ari, smell your arousal. You’re wet between your legs. Hot and wet and ripe.” He paused and kissed her sweet mouth.

“You ready?” he asked thickly.

“I’ve been ready all my life. Just didn’t realize I was ready only for you.”

The savage animal inside him suddenly surged, blood rushing to his engorged shaft. “Turn over,” he growled.

She did as he asked, her plump ass cushioning him.

“I will not let any of them claim what’s mine. You.” Kyle brushed aside her long, blond hair, fangs exploding in his mouth. “It’ll hurt, sweetheart, but only for a minute.”

And then he sank his fangs deep into her neck. Sealing his mark upon her, sealing her as exclusively his own.

The shocking, erotic sting made her cry out, the aching between her legs intensifying. Arianna had never felt this sensually aware. The full moon had caused his testosterone to surge, releasing the primitive male who now marked her exclusively.

Sizzling heat speared her as his warm tongue flicked over the bite. Kyle flipped her onto her back and slid a hand between her legs. He stroked a long finger across her drenched cleft. Intense pleasure seared her, thickening the tension riding low in her groin. She gasped, pushing her hips upward in a nameless pleading for more.

Deftly he slipped a finger inside her passage as his thumb circled her engorged clit.

The agonized pleasure between her legs exploded as he caressed her. She arched upward and climaxed hard, her body convulsing.

Arianna lay on the mattress, shuddering in little ripples of pleasure. A beam of silver moonlight washed into the bedroom. Kyle reared back and snarled, tossing the hat to the floor.

And began to change into his Satyr form. Unafraid, she watched, then beckoned to him, her arms held wide in welcome.

Eyes glowing amber as if lit from behind, he placed his hands on her knees, spread her legs wide and stared at her glistening sex. His nostrils flared, and she knew the scent of her arousal cranked up his need. Dropping her gaze, she studied his penis, now as thick around as her wrist, the purple head dripping with pre-cum.

“I love you,” she told him softly, sliding her palms over his.

Moisture glistened in those amber pupils. Kyle placed a single, sweet kiss on her mouth, his beard tickling her skin. Then he growled. “Turn over.”

She did, rising on all fours. He was in full mating frenzy. Biting her lip, she surrendered to the fevered animal passion. She opened her legs wide in the traditional mating position and braced herself.

His heavy body settled atop her, the edge of his cock nudging her soaked slit as he wrapped muscled arms around her waist. He nuzzled her neck, and then dragged his tongue over her sensitive skin. Kyle kissed and caressed her until she felt ready and open. Wriggling her rump, she spread her legs open wider.

“Now,” he murmured.

He pushed his thick shaft deep. Her howl of pleasure was silenced under the penetrating thrust of his tongue as he turned her head toward him and kissed her. She felt melded to him and wanted more. Her feminine tissues clung to his cock as he hammered deep inside her, their wet flesh slapping together.

Arianna dropped her head, tension riding in her loins as he squeezed and kneaded her hips, riding her hard. Then Kyle fisted a hand in her long hair and slammed into her even harder, making the bed shake and pound against the wall.

As he arched back and shouted, she let go, the pleasure bursting deep inside her loins as he penetrated deep. Tendons and sinew on his thick biceps tightened. His neck chorded as he threw back his head and howled, his powerful body bucking and shuddering. She felt the warm spurt of his seed, each ejaculation causing new ripples of pleasure that stroked into small orgasms, sending waves of fresh pleasure inside her cunt.

Finally he eased out. Arianna turned over and saw he’d resumed his normal Skin form. Kyle pulled her into his arms, the sweat from their bodies sealing them together.

For a long few minutes, they simply lay together, the sound of their ragged breathing filling the room. Arianna’s heartbeat finally slowed and she could think straight.

She buried her head against the crook of his shoulder, trembling deep inside.

“What’s wrong, sweetheart?” he whispered. “Did I scare you?”

Moisture blurred her vision as she lifted her head and smiled at him. Her male. Her mate for life.

“No. Everything’s all right. I just realized something. I’m never going to be scared again. You’ve taught me how to be strong, and let love push aside fear. All those memories that terrified me, they’re nothing but ghosts. I’m only remembering the good ones, like my memories of my parents.”

Tenderly, he thumbed away a stray tear, his expression filled with tenderness. “I never imagined I could create a memory I never wanted to erase, not until you came into my life. Because of you, I’ll never feel alone again.”

He cradled her face in his hands and kissed her, his mouth warm and firm. Whatever they faced in the coming days, she knew they would face it together.

Their days would be filled with fresh hope, each memory created never forgotten, but cherished always in their hearts.

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