“I don’t care.” He leaned forward and licked the water off her skin.
“Oh, that feels good,” she moaned.
“I want to make it feel even better. Will you let me love you, Finley?”
Her chest hitched. “Yes.”
She reached between them and found his cock. He groaned.
“You’re so big.” She stroked him. “I’m not very experienced or good at sex.”
“This requires two people, Finley. You can’t be bad at it alone.”
He took her mouth again and their tongues tangled. He stroked a hand down her body, over her belly and into the curls at the juncture of her thighs. He stroked.
“Oh.” Her hips shimmied
“I need to check to see if you’re ready.” He wouldn’t hurt her.
“I’m ready any time I look at you.”
He felt intense satisfaction at her words. She was wet, and moved on his hand. He thumbed the small nub of her sex. “Like that?”
“Yes.” Her voice was breathless.
“Do you want my cock inside you, Finley?”
“Yes.”
“I’ll give you anything you want.” He wrapped his hand around hers on his cock. “Come here.”
His voice was a growl. She rested her hand on his shoulder, and together, they held his cock as she positioned herself over him.
She pressed down.
As the swollen head of his cock lodged inside her, they both groaned.
“Sabin—”
Cren. “Go slow. You’re tight.”
“It’s been a while.” She bore down, her teeth biting into her lip. “And you aren’t small.”
Slowly, her body opened and took him. Sabin was shaking, fighting the need to plunge into her.
Finley made a sound, and in one swift move, she sank down, taking the rest of his cock.
“Finley,” he growled, his hands digging into her hips.
She threw her head back.
He leaned forward and raked his teeth down her neck. “Are you all right?”
“Oh, yes.”
Her gaze met his. Her hips lifted, then sank down.
Raw desire was like fire inside him. She was like a fist clamping around his cock.
“I feel like I’ve wanted you forever.” His fingers clenched on her curves. “Move, my garva.”
He buried a hand in her wet hair, and set his teeth on her neck again.
She moaned, her hips moving faster as she rode him.
He heard her harsh intakes of air, the scent of her arousal. They rocked together and Sabin thrust up, wanting nothing between them. He wanted to be as deep as possible inside her.
“Sabin, Sabin.”
Her inner muscles rippled on his cock. Her nails scored his back.
“Right here, Finley. I’m ready to watch you come.” His finger found her clit. “Feel how hard I am for you.”
“Just for me?”
“Yes, now come.” He pinched her clit and thrust up, his cock deep.
With a scream, she came. Her movements turned jerky and she rocked down on him.
With a roar, Sabin rose and turned. He slammed her onto the bed and thrust hard inside her.
His release hit him like a blinding white light. His body shuddered hard and he growled her name.
He poured himself inside her and she wrapped herself around him—arms, legs, her inner muscles.
Sabin buried his face in her hair and felt at home. His port in the darkness. His harbor from the storm.
Finley woke facedown on the bed, feeling good.
So good.
Lips pressed to her spine, traveling down her body. Her belly clenched.
“What time is it?” She couldn’t get used to being underground with no windows.
His teeth scraped her spine and she bit her lip. Sensation rocketed in every part of her body.
“Early,” he responded.
He sank his teeth into her bottom and she shuddered. A pulse beat between her legs. She was a little sore, but she wanted him again.
She turned on the bed and pressed a kiss to his chest. Sabin smiled at her and then his mouth met hers. He cupped her cheeks, and kissed her like she mattered.
Careful, Finley. She pulled back. His eyes were warm, but his face was drawn.
She cupped his cheek, feeling the rough stubble under her fingers. “Are you okay?”
“I just need some sustenance. My helian expended a lot of energy healing me.”
“Oh!” She pushed away. “I’ll get you something to eat.”
“No.” He pulled her back down on the bed. “Stay here. Naked. I’ll get it.”
Finley lay back and watched him leave the bed. God, the man was delectable. There was no sign that he was self-conscious being naked. Why should he be? As he walked across the room, she drank him in. He was all solid muscle, strong thighs, and a gorgeous ass. She shivered. As he walked out the bedroom door, she had the perfect line of sight as he raided the fridge. She watched him eat quickly and efficiently. He brought them both back a protein drink.
She took hers and moved to cover herself with the sheet.
“No.” He stopped her. “I like looking at you.”
She fought a blush. “I’ve never eaten naked with anyone.” She cocked her head. “I’ve never eaten naked at all.”
As she drank, he cupped her breast. He played with her nipple until it was a hard point.
“Sabin.”
He finished his drink in one last gulp and set the glass down. He took hers, and set the glass beside his, then he kissed her.
She moaned against his lips. She nudged him back and then remembered his horrible injuries. “Let me check your wounds.”
“You know I’m fully healed.”
“I’d like to see for myself.”
As he lay there, she ran her hand over his shoulder. There was no sign of the bite mark. She kissed the smooth skin. Next, she moved to where he’d been scratched. She peppered kisses across his pecs.
“Finley—” His hands snaked into her hair.
She found his flat nipple and licked, before she nipped it with her teeth.
He groaned.
She felt a sense of power to affect a man like Sabin in this way. A strong, disciplined alien warrior. She moved lower and pushed him back. She found his healed side, the skin perfect. She raked it gently with her teeth and then went lower.
“I wasn’t injured there,” he said.
She smiled against his hipbone and cupped his cock. Oh, boy. She licked the head of it.
He jerked and whispered her name.
Finley licked again, then sucked his hard cock into her mouth. It pulsed against her touch and she sucked as much of him as she could. She savored the salty taste of him. She really enjoyed his tense body, every single one of his reactions. She could feel the way he savored every sensation.
“I won’t last much longer.” He yanked her up his body.
“I don’t mind.”
“I’m not coming down your pretty throat, Finley. I want to be deep inside you.”
Her belly spasmed. “Sabin—”
He pushed her onto her back. He kissed her knee, her thigh, her belly. His tongue dipped into her belly button. She arched up, then his big body was over hers.
Oh, he was gorgeous. She’d never get tired of looking at him.
“Everything about you feeds my senses, Finley. Your scent, the sound of your voice, the feel of your skin.”