"Horde Wars 4 - Sacred Eden" - читать интересную книгу автора (King Sherri L. - Horde Wars 4 - Sacred Eden)

Even after nearly five years with this woman, her human ways still gave him pause. It took him a moment to remember this ‘Christmas’, but when he did, he gave a chuckle. “This present is one to last you the whole year long,” he grinned back at her.
“It is definitely long enough to last.” She smiled seductively, but the humor was gone from her tone. Her breathing deepened, pupils dilating, lips rosy and full. These signs told him all he needed to know about the state of arousal his mate had reached. But it was not enough. For him, for them both, it was never enough until he was buried balls deep within her dripping channel.
“Spread your legs, baby,” he commanded gruffly.
Cady’s breath rushed out shakily as she complied. Her nipples stabbed towards the sky, long and thick and hard, and her legs trembled with her aching desire. The wind was cool upon the hot, moist flesh of her cunt, and her clit was tingling and full and begging for his touch.
 Settling his weight between her legs, but careful not to give her what she wanted—the full press of his cock—his hands stroked up and over the mound of her stomach.
They burned her with their heat as they moved to cup the fullness of her sensitive breasts, and she could do nothing to contain the moan of pure need that escaped her tight lips.
“I love your nipples. So dark and so long.” He moaned hoarsely and dipped his shining onyx head down to taste her.
The full pout of her nipple prodded against his puckered lips. He slurped her in noisily, using his teeth and tongue to bedevil her until she was squirming beneath him with a crazed lust that nearly equaled his own. When she tugged on his hair, yanking hard enough for him to see stars, he chuckled against her and moved to her other tasty nipple. This one he took deep, as far as he could, sucking hard upon the full globe of her breast.
Cady keened wildly and nearly bucked him off with her excitement.
“Patience, love, patience,” he crooned around his mouthful of quivering flesh. “I have only just begun.”
Cady moaned brokenly and tried her best to prepare for the exquisite torture of her husband’s magical hands and mouth.
His teeth bit teasingly into her nipple, tugging on it. He released it suddenly and licked her from the bottom of her breast, up over her nipple, to the rapid rise and fall of her chest. He moved to do the same to the other breast, and the wet trails he left behind only served to make her skin all the more sensitive to each and every breath he tickled over her.
“You’re killing me,” she sobbed.
Obsidian’s teeth were brilliantly white in the dim light as he smiled. “You are such a baby,” he teased softly.
Cady punched his shoulder, but he only laughed. His chuckle sent his cock bobbing deliciously against the hot core of her need and she bowed beneath him, seeking him out unabashedly. With a hiss that showed her plainly just how affected he was by all this play, Obsidian jerked away from her.
It was Cady’s turn to laugh. “Turnabout is fair play and all that, you know,” she giggled.
“Just for that…” He rose, grabbed her ankles and pushed them up around her head. At this angle it was easy for him to bend his head and lay his mouth fully upon her pussy.
Cady screamed.
“So syrupy sweet,” he moaned against her. “This is my pussy, baby, all mine. And I am going to play with it all…night…long.” He pressed his lips hard against her clit, so that she could feel the firm ridge of his teeth.
She shuddered and tried to lower her legs, but he was far too strong to dissuade from his lustful purpose. The position she was in left everything bare to him, leaving her no secrets, no defenses. As if she’d ever had any where this man was concerned.
From their very first meeting she’d wanted him, just as much as he’d wanted her. Theirs was a match that had been destined from the first. She, who had never really believed in such things as happily-ever-after, was eternally grateful for the bliss she had found with her mate. Sid was everything she’d ever wanted in a man and more. He was her world. Her everything. And always would be. Even if he was the most stubborn thing she’d ever laid eyes on.
Besides herself, of course.
Cady watched, helpless, as the long, silken, black locks of his hair formed a curtain around his head as he buried it between her legs. She felt the fierce burn of his breath as he drew her scent deep into his lungs and back out in a rush. His tongue was liquid fire as it laved her in one long swipe from her clit to her hole and down to her anus.
“ЎMadre mнa!” she screamed, bucking wildly against his face.
“I am going to make you come so hard, baby, you won’t see clearly for days,” he promised, his lips moving over her as he spoke.
One of his long, graceful fingers probed into her, hooking and seeking for that secret place within her that he knew would push her right over the edge. He found it unerringly, and they both felt the intense contractions of her pussy as the honeyed walls clamped down upon his wriggling finger.
Obsidian let her legs down gently. One finger was replaced with two and he began thrusting his hand into her, impaling her ruthlessly as she quivered and moaned in the onslaught of her release. Deep suctioning sounds echoed in their bedchamber as his fingers moved in and out of her. The noises aroused them both even more. Obsidian thought his shaft would surely burst—it was so hard and full of need. And Cady thought she’d died and found heaven, so intense was her climax.
“I wanted to wait,” he growled, spreading her quivering legs wide to accommodate the width of his hips.
“Don’t wait,” she begged. “I need you now, please.”
“I am going to fuck you so hard,” he moaned as he sank the thick, wide head of his dick into her. “I can’t help it. You make me want to ride you until we’re both bruised.”
His words inflamed her. Her pussy quivered, her breasts tingled, and her nipples, still wet from his kisses and his tongue, felt like stars fluttering on her delicate skin. “Bruise us then. I need you hard and fast too,” she gasped.
The thickness of him never ceased to shock her. He stretched her so tight and so full, she thought she might be ripped in two. He was so incredibly big. So breathtakingly huge. His length reached up inside of her to places that were so secret and so hidden, even she hadn’t known of their existence, but Sid always seemed to know how to seek them out. How to make her feel so much each time that she feared she might die from sheer sensation.
It was her sacred Eden, here in his arms. Like this. Always so perfect and so right.
Tears filled her eyes and spilled. Obsidian bent to taste them, to capture them with his lips, sipping the manna of her emotion.
“Come on, baby,” he crooned softly. His hands stroked the fine, sweaty strands of hair at her brow. “Can you feel me? Can you feel me filling you? Stretching you?” He rocked deeply into her.
“Yes,” she breathed unsteadily, wrapping her legs and arms around him to hold him close. “Yes, I can feel you, my love.”
“I love you more than life,” he vowed, pressing a soft kiss to her lips. For all his earlier, explosive passion, he was as gentle as a summer rain with her now, and it made her heart swell.
“And I you.” She gave the vow back to him.
His hips thrust hard into her, the force scooting her upwards beneath him. She gasped and tightened her hold on him as he stunned her with his deep, swift impalement.
Sid rained kisses down upon her face. Tender, gentle kisses to her eyes and her temples and her cheeks. Hard, wet, seeking kisses to her mouth and her neck and her shoulders.
“I want you pregnant,” he growled. His lips moved back to hers and his tongue filled her mouth even as his cock filled her pussy. She was burning from her head down to her toes.
Burning…burning…burning…
The smell of acrid smoke filled both their lungs, but neither of them cared. Obsidian pulled back—but only enough to gain more leverage—and began pounding himself into her welcoming body over and over again.
They both felt it at the same time. A release so all-consuming that they could do nothing to stave off the onslaught of it. Cady bit Obsidian’s shoulder, screaming around her mouthful of taut skin. Obsidian threw back his head and roared so loudly that the sound echoed off the stone walls of their room. The burning hot scald of his seed flooded her, filling her like a shot that she felt all the way to her heart. Her body tightened, clenched, and gripped his spurting cock so that they both winced with the exquisite agony of it.
Shuddering, sweating, and breathing heavily, they collapsed into the deep down of their bed, holding on to each other for dear life.
After their heartbeats had slowed enough for rational thought, reality intruded, along with the lingering smell of smoke. Looking to the side they realized that—once again—Cady had lost control of her Incinerator abilities. The bed sheets were smoldering. Tiny tendrils of gray smoke and ash flew up into the air, and pinpoints of flickering embers still glowed in the black hole that had been singed into the bed.
They both sighed, thinking the same thing. “Agate is going to be so pissed.” Cady winced. “Between me and Cinder, she hardly has time for anything but mending lately.”
Unable to contain his mirth, Obsidian chuckled. Cady joined him after but a heartbeat of lingering chagrin at her loss of control. Soon their chuckles turned to guffaws, and then side-splitting laughter. And then all changed to sighs and moans as their love and lust took over once again.
The sheets were forgotten as desire flared as hotly as the gift of fire that lived forever bright in Cady. The knife-edge of lust that was as sharp as the blades that slumbered beneath their Shikar flesh cut them both deep as they mated long into the night.
All was perfect. All was love.