“No,” she whispered, telling the truth. She was way too far gone.
“Good.” He straddled her, releasing her breast after a quick squeeze that had her seeing stars. “You gonna be mine today, Honor?”
“Yeah.” Even her breath felt hot.
“Yeah,” he repeated, his hands going to the button on her jeans. He whipped them out of the way along with her panties, working her shirt and bra so quickly, she was naked before she knew it. “You about killed me last night.” Leaning over, he sucked a nipple into his mouth, hard and fast.
She cried out, trembling. He was killing her right now, and he’d just gotten started. She scraped her palms up his chest, pressing hard to feel the strength. He sucked harder, and a quaking started just inside her.
“No.” He released her. “Oh, you’re earning this one.” The dark tone shivered over her, nearly impelling her body to disobey him.
She cupped the side of his neck, feeling energy. Raw, untamed, dangerous energy flowed from him. Tingles clawed through her, heated and demanding.
He kissed her, taking whatever he wanted. She held him tight, wanting more. Wanting everything. His taste, his energy, his strength. All of it. “Sam?” This was beyond her experience, and a small part of her tried to find reason. Sanity.
“All right. Just one.” With those four little words, he slipped a finger inside her, twisted his hand, and rocketed her off the sleeping bag.
The orgasm blew threw her with the force of a charging animal, creating rippling waves that only hinted at the storm to come. She quieted, her eyes wide. “How do you do that?”
“It’s you.” He nipped her ear, not so gently.
Man, she loved that. “No. It’s you.”
He removed his finger, leaving her empty. “Maybe it’s us.”
The ache inside her pulsed to her clit, forcing her to move against him. “Enough foreplay?” Never in her life had she needed anything so much as she did him inside her. She cupped him through the swim trunks, and damn if her hand didn’t get hot. He was big and ready to go. “Sam.” It was more of a plea than a demand.
He vibrated against her, and a feminine power she’d never experienced filled her. Quick moments later, the trunks were across the tent and he was levering himself above her, slowly penetrating her. His gaze remained on hers, the silver fanning out through the green and circling it. She’d never seen anything like it. “I—”
“Just feel, baby.” He took his time, his penetration unrelenting but slow.
She moaned from the delicious pleasure. “Wait. We didn’t use—”
He nipped her nose. “Immortal. Don’t have anything, can’t give you anything, and only mates can procreate.” He licked her mouth until she opened for him, and then he dove in, kissing her hard. She reacted instantly, digging her nails into his shoulders, arching against him.
The second she did, he shoved all the way inside her.
She cried out, into his mouth. Then she panted, her body shaking. With shock…and need. He was freaking huge, and her body had to adjust. A lot.
Tension rolled from him, around them, but he paused. Waited for her. Then he lowered his head again to possess her mouth, taking her out of the moment. Letting pain move to pleasure. So much pleasure, and she wanted more. She needed more. So she bit him. Hard.
He cocked his head, and his eyes darkened. “Be careful.”
She didn’t want careful. Or gentle. Or him being the way he would with any breakable human. She wanted him. He didn’t get to hold back now. So she tilted up, taking more of him while digging her nails into his hard flesh.
“Don’t,” he growled, the sound vibrating between them.
“Do,” she countered, clenching her internal muscles around him. “Too late, Sam,” she whispered. “You can’t hold back.”
The muscles in his arms bulged as he held his weight off her and leaned down, his nose nearly touching hers. His eyes had flashed all silver, burnt with dark edges. “You’re human. Let me control the pace so you don’t get hurt.”
“Forget that,” she whispered right back, moving her hips in a tiny circular motion. Did his eyes roll back in his head?
“Last chance, little human,” he growled against her, his arms seizing on either side of her. “I mean it. One more move like that, and I’ll fuck you until you can’t walk for a week. Losing control will be absolute. I’ll make you beg, baby. I promise. Give me a damn second and then we’ll do this right and easy.”
A spasm of raw sexual electricity zipped through her. She didn’t want easy or right. The compulsion was more than physical, and what they could reach would be beyond her imagination. She knew it. “Oh yeah?” she whispered, catching back a moan. “You beg. Baby.” Then she clenched hard, twisted her hips, and slashed her nails into his chest.
He sucked in air. The atmosphere stilled.
Oops. Lesson one. Don’t challenge the immortal.
He growled, ripped his cock out of her, and flipped her onto her stomach. She gasped just as he forced her onto all fours and yanked her head back by the hair. “You’re gonna scream,” he said, shoving inside her with one hard push.
The game outside got louder, and it sounded like somebody plowed into a tree.
She arched her back and sucked in air, overcome. Then he started to pound. Hard and fast and wilder than any thought, he hammered into her, only one strong hand on her hip keeping her from careening right thorough the tent material. Live wires uncoiled inside her, and she flew away, the world sheeting white.
The orgasm stole her breath, and she came down, whimpering.
The hand in her hair twisted, turning her head so his mouth could bite her earlobe. “Not loud enough. Again.” His voice was a raw growl, and he hadn’t paused a bit. If anything, he powered even harder into her, taking all of her.
The second orgasm rushed in with an edge of pain. Just an edge that she rode until her body softened.
Somehow taking even more of him.
“Better,” he whispered, his heated breath at her ear. “Not quite, though.”
She whimpered.
He chuckled. “Nope. Not enough.” Releasing her hair, he grabbed both of her hips, partially lifting her and changing his angle. She cried out.
“There we go,” he panted, pistoning deeper inside her, his hands controlling them both. He went for so long, she could only try to breathe, and then she was climbing again. Fire, heat, lightning all combusted inside her, and she fought it, frightened of the edge that was so close.
“Now. You go now,” he ordered, lifting her even more.