Ecstasy in Darkness (Alien Huntress #5)(103)
Author: Gena Showalter

“Spread your legs for me, as wide as they can go,” he commanded, even as he stood. She obeyed, and he quickly disposed of his shoes and the rest of his clothing.

She watched unabashedly, pinching her ni**les before delving her fingers between those mouthwateringly beautiful folds. Her hips arched up. Her teeth nibbled her lower lip, those amber curls splayed around her delicate face. The most erotic sight he’d ever beheld.

He was pretty sure he’d thought that about her before, about something else she’d done, but each new thing she did revealed a new pleasure to his eyes. Therefore, he was confident he would change his mind again, think the next thing she did was the most erotic.

“Want to join me?” she asked huskily. “I need you. Missed you.”

He fell back on top of her. She gasped, and he thought he might be crushing her so he flipped them over, allowing her to take the lead. She did. Eagerly.

Up she sat, placing his c**k at her sex. Down she slid, unwilling to wait a moment more. He filled her, had to grip her hips to still her before she could begin moving. The exquisite pleasure … He was ready to come from that alone. She surrounded him, enclosed him, held him tight.

She flattened her palms on his chest, gaze meeting his. “I love you like this,” she whispered. “Mine for the taking.”

Oh, the words she used. Love. Mine. “More?”

“Always.”

Up and down she moved, and he was lost, wild, needy, hers, desperate, arching up, thrusting deep. Her head fell back, hair tickling his thighs. Little hisses were escaping him, his claws so long they were probably cutting her, but he couldn’t stop, couldn’t even slow.

She didn’t seem to mind. No, she seemed to love everything he did. Hips swirling, meeting him, taking him, demanding more. Have to taste, have to taste. McKell jerked upright, and as she sank deeper, he claimed her mouth with his own. Their tongues tangled, rolling together, dueling for supremacy.

Soon she was moaning every few seconds, gasping; he swallowed the sounds, loving how they hummed through his body, connecting them on yet another level. He was feverish, and she was both the fuel and the cure.

He reached between them and strummed her clitoris with his thumb. She bucked wildly, then, wrapping her arms around him, nearly choking him, shuddered her release. Screamed.

Her orgasm made way for his, and he jetted inside her.

“Ava!” he shouted, muscles clenching painfully.

When the last drop left him, he fell backward on the bed, those muscles finally loosening their grip. Ava tumbled with him, remaining on top of him, utterly relaxed and, he liked to think, completely sated. He petted her hair.

“You didn’t drink from me,” she said with a pout.

“I’m saving that for round two.”

McKell did bite her during round two. And round three. But their connection wouldn’t be complete until she bit him. Ava knew that.

She lay utterly exhausted on the mattress, her man perched above her, staring down at her. They’d been too busy relearning each other’s bodies to talk, but now that she’d been reintroduced to every inch of him, it was time.

“Those three days without you were miserable, you know,” she said softly. “I want you now, later, for more days and years than a human life can give me.”

“Oh, sweetheart. There’s no happier man than me in this world or any other. Believe me.” Love shone in his eyes. So much love. And in that moment she knew beyond any doubt. He would never leave her, no matter how cranky she was. He would always want to be with her. Human, vampire, she was his.

A girl couldn’t ask for more than that.

“But I’m not going to turn you yet,” he said firmly. “Not until you’re ready.”

Was it any wonder she loved him? “Thank you. And I will be. Ready, I mean. Soon. First, I need to work some things out with my job.”

“Good. Just as long as you never realize you’re far too good for me, as a human or a vampire, I’ll be happy.”

“You keep saying things like that, and I’ll quickly become your slave.”

His lip quirked at the corners. “Impossible. There can only be one slave in a relationship, and I’m already yours.”

“There you go again.” Grinning, she caressed the curve of his cheek. “I won’t wait too long to vamp it up, I swear. Believe me, I’m not going to become an old hag while you walk around so gorgeous.”

Suddenly serious, he rubbed two fingers over his chin. “So you think I’m gorgeous, huh?”

She playfully punched his shoulder. “Just hush that beautiful mouth. You know I do. I’ve been hot for you from the first moment I saw you.”

“Prove it.”

“If only I had the energy, you lech.”

“A vampire would have the energy,” he teased. She’d never seen him in so playful a mood, and she loved it.

That was why she spent the next half hour proving exactly what a human could do. And then, after round four, she was really exhausted.

Now, back in their previous position, a sigh slipped from her. “So what do we do now?”

“Round five?” He sounded as exhausted as she felt.

“You wish.”

He thought for a moment. “Now we love each other, prepare AIR for the return of their greatest enemy, and then love each other some more.”

“I like that plan.”

“I hoped you would, sweetheart. If you hadn’t, I would have had to switch to Plan B.”

“And what was that?”

“Tying you up with my whip, loving you, warning AIR, spanking you, and then loving you again. By the way, where is my whip?”

“I think Noelle stole it.” She laughed, so happy she could have burst. “Who would have thought I’d end up with such a master strategist?”

“Me. Obviously I’m the smart one of this pair. I fell in love with you, didn’t I?”

“Yes, but that’s because you’re also the pretty one.”

“And you did want a cute husband. You’re so lucky,” he told her with a grin.

“I know,” she said, sobering. “I really do know.”

“Sweetheart,” he replied, leaning down to kiss her. “I’m the lucky one, and I’ll prove it.” And just like that, they spiraled straight into round five.