Her breath blowing over him raised goose bumps on his arms, and he delivered a sharp tug to one of her braided pigtails. “You’ll need the time.”
In response she licked him, her unwavering gaze locked on his as she dragged her tongue up his shaft with every indication of blissful enthusiasm.
The wet heat combined with the look in her eyes dragged a moan from deep in his chest.
“Again. Slower.”
She gripped his hips and obeyed, every lick a tease and an offering rolled in one. Too soon, the leisurely licks left him starving for more. Again, he tugged at her braid. “In your mouth, Sera.”
“God, I thought you’d never ask,” she whispered. Her hand closed around his cock and she sucked him deep with a groan.
Julio slid his hand to the back of her head, and it took every ounce of his self-control not to pull her closer, thrust harder. “Oh, hell yeah.”
Her whimpering moans were their own sort of vibrating torture. She licked and sucked and stroked her fingers up and down his shaft, but her eyes held a hungry invitation. The tighter he gripped her head the louder those noises got, turning pleading and encouraging.
Shuddering, he drove just a little deeper and then pulled her head back. “More?”
She dragged her tongue over her lower lip as she panted for breath. “I don’t know if I can take all of you, but I’d get off on trying.”
“Would you?”
Sera dropped her hands to her lap and parted her lips, silently offering him total control.
Julio dragged in a harsh breath and shook his head. “Behind your back.”
Her breathing sped as she obeyed, tangling her fingers together as he’d instructed. “Like this?”
“Shh.” He took himself in hand and rubbed the head of his cock against her lips. She whimpered and parted them again, straining forward to take him into the heat of her mouth.
He started slow, with tiny movements of his hips. When she shuddered and sucked him hard, Julio gritted his teeth and applied gentle pressure to the back of her head. “More.” This time, it wasn’t a question.
Heat blazed in her eyes. She tilted her head back and let him push deeper, trust spun out between them so tightly it was almost tangible. Her magic was tangible, a seductive whisper that grew louder when he pulled her head back by her hair and thrust forward again.
Her body trembled. Her eyes fluttered shut. His next advance took him all the way into her throat, and Julio jerked back with a shudder. “On your feet, sweetheart. Up.”
Sera staggered upward on unsteady legs and would have toppled over if he hadn’t reached for her. “Sorry,” she whispered, clutching at his shoulders. “I’m on another submissive bender.
Or I’m just high on—” He cut off her words with a kiss as he backed her toward the high bed. When she fell onto the mattress, he yanked at the button on her shorts and dragged them off her hips.
“You’re hot when you’re impatient,” she murmured.
“Then I must be smoking about ninety-five percent of the time.” Julio teased one finger under the edge of her panties. “Too nice to rip, huh?”
She laughed. “Fuck it. You can rip anything you’re willing to replace.”
She probably expected him to tear the delicate fabric, so he coaxed her legs up in the air and peeled off her underwear slowly. “I hate to be predictable.”
“You’re not.” She dropped one foot to his shoulder, her knees still pressed together almost shyly. “You’re perfect. This is perfect. Can you feel it?”
He could, and not just with her skin bare under his hands. He felt it driving down the road, when she slipped her hand into his without a word. And he felt it in the hours before dawn as he lay curled around her, listening to her heart beat, slow and steady. “I feel it, Sera.”
“I’m yours.” Almost a question.
“Mine.” He parted her legs, pushed her knees to the bed and left her open to him. “Should I show you?”
She sucked in a breath and squirmed, tried to wiggle away and groaned when he dragged her back. “Yes. Prove it. I need you to prove it.”
He reached over and dug a condom out of her bag with one hand, the other locked around her ankle like a vise. “I’m going to make you come. Then I’m going to make you scream.”
“In that order, huh?”
“In that order.” He rubbed his shaft over her clit, rocked against her as he tore open the foil.
After a moment’s pause to sheathe himself, he pushed lower, harder, slicking through wetness and parting her with the head of his cock.
Sera groaned, her fingers curling helplessly in the quilt as she tried to lift her hips, tried to position herself so he’d slide inside. When he eased away just far enough to stop her, she snarled. “Julio!”
“Sera.” His own voice was a reverent whisper, one that made him smile when he heard it.
It did something to her too. Softened the edge of her impatience, even though she was still wet and hungry and squirming in his grasp. She tilted her head back, baring her throat with its lingering marks from his teeth. “I forgot. You already know that teasing gets me crazy hot.”
“So does this.” He began to thrust into her, and she was so wet it didn’t take long. She shivered, and he held her still, held her until his hips met hers and he was completely buried in her body.
“Yours.” A satisfied sigh escaped her, riding a wave of that giddy submission that was more shifter than human. “I think I get it now.”
He braced his hands by her hips with a groan. “Get what, love?”
Her voice turned dreamy. “The human kink is hot. But it can’t give me this.” She stretched her hands above her head and arched her back, leaving all of her body vulnerable and exposed to him. “She’s safe. She knows she’s safe. We both belong to you.”
There was no room for halfway, no way to please only half of either of them. “Both,” he agreed, flexing his hips. “Do you know what that means?”
A whimper. “Super-hot sex?”
He shook his head. “It means more. It means not fighting yourself, sweetheart. Getting what you need.”
She clutched at the covers above her head and stared at him, her chest lifting with each unsteady breath. “What does it mean for you?”
No more running, no more distance. “It means I want to be in your life,” he whispered. “And I want you in mine. I love you.”
Sera went utterly still. Even her whispered plea barely stirred the air. “Say it again.”
“I’m in love with you.” The revelation of their days on the road, the vague possibility made fact. “I don’t know when it happened, exactly, but it’s true.”
She surged up in a graceful movement, crashing into his upper body as her arms tangled around his neck. She clung to him, halfway to upright, and her mouth closed on the front of his throat in a vicious, bruising bite. “Mine. ”
His throat throbbed, and his teeth scored her lower lip when he caught her mouth in a kiss.
She snarled against his mouth. Her fingernails dug into his back, pricking the skin.
She said something, something muffled by his lips, then said it again. And again. A bite, a kiss, a mumbled word, until he realized she was chanting the same thing over and over as she kissed him with single-minded purpose. “Love you. Love you.”
“I know.” He lowered her to the bed and straightened, pulled her a little higher with a hand under her ass. “Sera.”
Another hungry growl, and she shot back up, her teeth snapping shut on his shoulder this time. There was no keeping her still, so Julio clutched her to his chest and dropped to sit on the edge of the bed with her in his lap.
She nuzzled his throat and bit his chin, then rocked her hips with a whimper. “No one’s ever been mine before.”