The Dryad in Her Pool (7 page)

Chapter Five

Hours later, Quinn found herself wrapped in Reece’s arms while his lips devoured hers in a hungry, heated kiss. They’d just finished a long shower where they’d each come several times, but she already needed him again. Since she’d only managed to pull on her underwear, Reece had little clothing to stop his wandering hands.

 She dropped her towel and pressed her hands on his chest. She fisted the soft cotton of his shirt as she tried to draw him closer, his mouth slanting over hers for a deeper angle. With just that touch, her body went up in flames, her pussy aching to be filled again. Their previous encounters had only succeeded in whetting her appetite for more of Reece—his touch, his taste and his cock.

She kissed him back eagerly, sucking on his tongue as she tunnelled her fingers through his dark, thick hair. He groaned, pulling her tighter against his hard body and equally hard cock. Wetness pooled between her legs at the thought of having him thrusting inside her over and over again. She wanted him to take her until the craving clawing through her was appeased.

Quinn keened low approval in the back of her throat as Reece swung her into his arms. Just another thing to make her fall even deeper under this immortal’s spell.

Once in her bedroom, he deposited her gently on the wide, soft mattress. Not breaking contact between their lips, he lay his weight on top of her eager frame, wedging his hips between her spread legs. Quinn moaned at the feel of his hardness pressing against her swollen clit. Reece rocked his hips against her while driving the flames of their passion higher and higher.

He made short work of stripping her now damp underwear. Quinn’s nipples tightened as Reece stared down at her flushed chest. His bright blue eyes practically glowed as he looked at her heavy breasts. Placing a hand under each swollen globe he circled his tongue around each tight nipple in turn. “I can’t get enough of you.”

Going to his knees, he dragged his damp tongue across Quinn’s sensitive stomach. Her abdomen involuntarily drew in as he swirled his tongue inside the sensitive dip of her belly button. When he reached the top of her underwear, Reece carefully took them between his teeth and slowly pulled them down her body before tossing them over his shoulder. “No more underwear, mate. Like you naked and ready for me.”

“Um…okay.” If any other male in existence had tried that line on her, Quinn would have introduced his balls to the back of his throat. But Reece’s words had her feeling sexy, cherished and desired.

When he ran his callused palms up the inside of her legs, she automatically spread herself even more for him. He pressed kisses to the dip between her hip and upper thigh as she speared her fingers through his long, silky hair.

Rivers of heat streaked from Reece’s mouth to her quivering pussy, and her juices trickled from her inner lips. Sucking in desperate gulps of oxygen, she caught Reece’s worshipful gaze as he glanced from her eyes to her pussy. He gave her a smouldering look as he parted his lips. “Your sweet honey is addictive, mate. I can’t get enough of your taste.”

Her cunt convulsed in remembered pleasure the second before his mouth lowered to her eager flesh. He was ravenous as he licked at her opening and flicked his tongue against her clit, torturing her with his teasing, then pulling away. The man had learnt all her hot buttons and didn’t hesitate to use that knowledge to drive her insane with need.

A hungry look grew in his eyes as he opened his mouth and latched onto her clit and sucked hard. Each pull of his mouth set fire racing through her veins. She threw her head back and screamed her pleasure to the universe as her pussy pulsed and clenched, needing more while a powerful orgasm washed through her.

Legs still shaking, Quinn blinked open her eyes to find Reece still kneeling before her, his lips shiny with her juices. She desperately wanted him inside her.

“More,” she said, panting, tears trailing down her cheeks as her emotions overwhelmed her. “Need you inside me now.”

Reece looked into Quinn’s heated gaze, her face damp from their passion, and his heart skipped a beat at the trust and vulnerability he saw in her eyes. He moved his fingertips up to her cheekbones and traced them before sliding his hands into her silky brown hair. He couldn’t wait to see all those glorious locks spread over his chest, or, better yet, his thighs as she sucked his cock down her throat.

He stood up, drew his mate into his arms and kissed her while caressing her back and ass. “Always,” he responded to her demand. “You’ll always have me, as much as you need or want.”

Quinn sighed happily as he pressed his still hard erection against the heated silk of her pussy. He rubbed his chin against the top of her head, wanting their scents marking each other everywhere, luxuriating in the softness of her hair. He felt her smile against his chest as she snuggled deeper into his side. This tiny human female with the will of a warrior and the brain of a scholar was his destiny. He’d known it instinctively, but somehow the more time they spent together, the more right everything seemed.

Reece wanted to express everything he was thinking, to tell Quinn everything going through his mind and the emotions in his heart, but he didn’t have a clue how to start. In the end, he simply bent and pressed a kiss to her forehead, each eyelid, her nose then finally her lips.

When he lifted his head, Quinn blinked her eyes open slowly. They glowed softly—taking on more and more of his dryad traits each time they came together. She’d never looked so beautiful.

She smiled softly at whatever she saw in his expression.

If he couldn’t find the words to say, then maybe she’d understand his body language.

“Let’s go to bed. I want to try and take it slow this time.” Not that he thought there was a chance in hell, but Reece at least wanted to make the attempt. To show his mate he had good intentions to start with as his blood began to heat.

Sliding him a wicked smile, Quinn winked as she followed him from the bathroom. “Think we’ll make it?”

“I’m going to try my hardest, but that means no touching.”

Immediately she stuck her lower lip out. “But I like touching you.” To prove the point, she explored his chest and abs with her hands. A trail of fire burned everywhere she touched. She worked her way down, her path and intentions clear as day. Reece nearly exploded when her hand wrapped around his throbbing shaft. The minx swallowed his moan with a kiss. He could see her power over him fanning the flames of desire even higher.

He sucked in a breath at the heated look in her eyes. “Yes, and I love you touching me as well, but if I want this to last longer than the time it takes me to get you on a flat surface, you can’t touch me.” Then he kissed her again, but this time it revealed all the banked passion and heat he’d barely contained last time. He wanted all of her—body, heart, and soul.

Quinn moaned and pressed against him as they kissed, her clasping his shoulders. But when he finally tore his mouth away to taste the tender skin of her neck, she pulled back and whispered, “I want to taste you.”

His cock jumped in total agreement with the idea, but common sense demanded attention as well. “You touch me and it’s all over. I need to tie your hands down if I hope to last more than five minutes in bed with you.”

“Next time,” she promised in a husky whisper. Then, with a small push to his chest, Quinn sent him toppling onto the bed. Deciding to relinquish control, he relaxed back on the bed and prayed he’d keep his hands to himself long enough to let his mate have her time in the driver’s seat.

Gritting his teeth, holding back his release by the edge of his teeth, he watched her every move. Though he was desperate to have Quinn, he wanted to give her the chance to sate her desires. When she leaned over him, kissing and nipping her way down his throat to his chest, Reece didn’t think he’d live through the pleasure.

When he reached for her, unable to stop the desire to have her in his arms, she lifted her head and shot a heated smile at him.

“Not done yet,” she warned with a seductive smile that made all his blood rush straight between his thighs. Then she pushed his hands down and continued what she’d been doing, paying attention to first one nipple then the other before continuing downward.

Enraptured, he watched as she licked her way across his stomach. He moaned and shifted under her teasing, his hands fisting in her hair as she nipped at his tanned skin. But as Quinn moved lower, he caught her long curls up in his clenched fingers so it no longer blocked his view of her beautiful face and talented mouth. He wanted to watch her nibble her way along his body.

By the time she focused on his erection, it practically bobbed with anticipation. Quinn caught it in one slim hand and ran her tongue from base to tip where she lapped the small bead of pre-cum gathered there. He groaned and closed his eyes, unable to bear the dual visual torture and tensile sensation. When she took his cock in her warm, wet mouth, he released her hair in favour of grabbing the sheets.

Nothing had ever felt this amazing. Then again, he couldn’t remember a single woman before Quinn.

From the moment he’d woken up with a raging hangover, Reece had been obsessed with her. Something about her called to him—touched his soul, as corny as it sounded—and she’d never left his thoughts after that. Hell, he’d even dreamt of going down on her when he’d been asleep in her bed. Maybe the scent of natural perfume had inspired the dream?

The sight of his cock disappearing in and out of her mouth had Reece riding the edge of his orgasm. It would be so easy to give, to spill his pleasure between her willing lips, but he wanted something more. He wanted to come inside her. Even though he knew there would be no child as a result, Reece couldn’t help but want his seed buried deep inside his female’s body—the deepest territorial mark a male could make.

Pulling away might have been the hardest thing Reece would ever do in his long, immortal life, but the need to slide inside her wet pussy called to him.

Quinn made a face of disappointment until he flipped her on her back then knelt between her legs. Understanding dawned as she slid her feet and calves around his hips. She allowed him to position her how he needed, then gasped when he lifted her with his hands under her sleek back. He held her upright in his arms, her feet crossed behind him. He wanted her to watch his cock poised at her tight entrance.

Quinn clasped his arms tightly, her nails digging into the skin until Reece knew marks would be left. He’d carry each one with pride. He lifted her slightly to ensure the perfect angle then allowed her to control the speed and depth with which she took his thick shaft. Fast or slow, Quinn would set the pace of their lovemaking, at least until he couldn’t take it anymore.

She took it slow, her green gaze fixated on the sight of his stiff cock disappearing inside her hot, slick pussy. As she looked from where their bodies joined to his eyes and back again, Quinn’s face filled with an expressive joy he could almost convince himself was love.

Pushing against the mattress with her feet, she rose off his cock and moaned when she slid back down, taking him all the way in. He saw her thick honey smeared over her inner lips as they stretched tight around his wide width.

Feeling the end of his patience bearing down on him, he slipped a hand between their bodies to rub her clit as she slid back down on him.

Quinn slid her eyes shut, picked up the tempo and rode him faster. He held her tightly in the security of his arms and fucked her in an agonisingly slow pace that had him praying for patience. Still he took his time, drawing out Quinn’s pleasure, dragging his cock almost all the way out of her pussy before sliding back in until he bottomed out. Softy she cried out, begging him for more, to increase the speed, but somehow he found the strength to refuse and kept to his slow, torturous rhythm. As much as he wanted to pound Quinn’s sweet pussy, Reece also wanted take his time and for once give her a slow, rolling release.

“Come for me, Quinn. Let me feel your pleasure squeezing my cock.” It just might kill him, but he was determined to feel the ripples of her release. Tightening his hold on her, he increased the pressure behind his thrusts. Not as fast or as hard as they both wanted, but hard enough to have her arching her back and crying out his name.

“Yes, oh, yes, Reece.” She moaned out her pleasure while still pumping over his cock, his name a mantra spilling from her lips.

Panting, she rested her forehead against his sweaty chest with his cock still rock hard, speared inside her. Aftershocks rippled around his shaft, and Reece nearly bit the end of his tongue off to stave off his release.

When their eyes finally met, Quinn clutched his shoulders to pull herself straight into his shaking arms, wrapping both arms around his neck. Her peaked nipples were crushed against his chest as she rolled her hips, driving them both insane.

Gradually her pace quickened until she rode him hard, taking him all the way to the root. He held her hips to guide her motions as she reached for her peak once again. Needing to do more than hold her, Reece quickly changed their positions until Quinn lay on her back, legs spread and pushed to her chest while he slowly filled her. The new position allowed him direct contact with her G-spot and a fast release. He pushed her to another hot, wet, body-shaking orgasm. Holding his own release back by sheer stubborn will, Reece gritted his teeth and pulled out.

Quinn cried out at the loss of his cock, but he simply shook his head and directed her to her hands and knees. Without a word of protest, she hurriedly crawled into position. Reaching between her legs to finger her clit as he leaned over her, Reece whispered against the sensitive shell of her ear, “This way I’ll get so much deeper in your sweet pussy, you’ll be able to feel me every time you swallow.”

His other hand was busy plucking her nipples, pulling her to the peak again. Releasing her breast, he turned her head to face him then kissed her, possession in every stroke of his tongue.

With her juices dripping down her thighs, she whimpered in renewed need as he rose up behind her, easily spreading her legs for his control. Reece knew he couldn’t wait any longer to claim her in the way demanded by the mate bond. He slid one hand to her taut, rounded butt until he gently pressed her lower back down. He wanted that sexy part of her in the air, pointed right at him.