Authors: Anya Richards
StoneHardPassion (15 page)
His plunging tongue sent her head spinning, and she held on
to his shoulders, afire with yearning, lost in him, in the moment, the joy.
The first cool touch of the dildo caught her by surprise,
had her moaning into his mouth, pressing back to show how much she wanted it.
The head stretched her to the edge of pain, then deliciously breached the
tender, sensitive ring of muscle. Unable to catch her breath she broke the
kiss, arching with delight, crying out his name as the glass phallus slipped
deeper into her rectum.
“How is that?” He was panting as hard as she was, his voice
a low croon. “Is that good?”
“Yes. Oh, fuck yes.”
With an almost delicate movement, he eased it out a little
then slid it deep again.
“Will you take me too,
kelema
?”
In answer, she practically climbed him, using her arms and
legs to lift her body high enough to allow his cock to take position at the
entrance of her pussy. Vidar groaned, used his free hand on her thigh to help
her stay aloft.
They were practically face-to-face, and Jasmina forced her
eyes to stay open so she could see his expression as she slowly lowered herself
onto his cock. His lips parted on a soundless growl, his eyes, already
storm-tossed, grew even darker. Ocean-blue, pulling her in, drowning her in his
passion.
Ahh. Full. So full.
Leaning against his chest, she tried to control the
trembling of her limbs, stop the rhythmic cries issuing from her throat, but it
felt too good. Impossible to even move as her muscles tightened, locking in
ecstasy.
Vidar was trembling too. The knowledge that she could reduce
this huge, strong man to such a state never failed to arouse her even more.
Galvanized, wanting to make it as good for him as it was for her, she rocked
her hips, drawing a harsh gasp from them both. Slowly, carefully, he lowered
them to their sides, hugging her tighter as they went.
“I’m not going to last long.” He nuzzled her face, urging
her in for a long, ravenous kiss. When he broke away, she could feel the pulse
of his cock, the incredible pounding of his heart. “Do it now, Jazz.”
Overcome with desire and love, she whispered the spell.
Immediately there was the warmth of a body behind her, and Vidar’s eyes
widened, the hand that had been holding the toy dropping to her thigh. Another
whisper made the enchanted image begin to move and Vidar stiffened.
“By all the gods.”
Jasmina couldn’t answer. The intensity of the sensation
rendered her completely mute. And then Vidar began to move too, finding a
rhythm counter to the pace being set by the enchanted dildo. Jasmina squeezed
her eyes closed, digging her fingers into the flexing muscles of Vidar’s back.
He was making harsh sounds of enjoyment with each thrust and Jasmina pressed
her lips to the hollow at the base of his throat, taking the vibrations in
through her lips. They seemed to travel through her, sending shocks of bliss
straight to her clit. She’d never experienced anything like it, didn’t know how
much more she could take.
The first pulse of release took her almost by surprise, the
strength of it curling her toes, locking her muscles. Vidar growled, his
fingers clenching in her hair and on her thigh, his pace increasing to match
the waves of her orgasm, intensifying and prolonging it until she thought she
might die from the pleasure.
With a muted roar, he came too, slamming up into her,
jolting her with one last, powerful pulse that had lights flashing behind her
eyelids and wrenched a cry from her lips.
It took all she had just to murmur the spell necessary to
stop the toy, and Vidar and she collapsed together, all strength expended by
the mind-blowing experience.
Finally she caught her breath, took note of all the tender
spots on her body and smiled. “How did it feel to share your woman with
yourself?”
“Surreal.” Vidar chuckled but it ended with a yawn. “But I’m
getting used to trying new things with you.” He was silent for a moment, and
then, so quietly she almost couldn’t hear, said, “Everything has been new to
me. You’re my first lover.”
Jasmina exhaled, relief making her press a kiss to his
shoulder. It was the last secret between them, one she hadn’t known how to
bring up, although the fact he hadn’t said anything bothered her.
Rolling so she could look down at him, she grinned. “First,
last and only if I have my way, troll.”
The shadows darkening his gaze fled, and he grinned back.
“Sounds perfect to me.”
About the Author
After living a checkered past, and despite an avowed
disinterest in domesticity, multi-published author Anya Richards settled in
Ontario, Canada, with husband, kids and two cats who plot world domination, one
food bowl at a time. Having trained the humans around her to recognize the Do
Not Disturb vibes she gives off when writing, she’s still trying to get the
cats to honor her need for space. The suspicion is that they perfectly
understand, but choose those moments when she’s most engrossed to once more
prove who wears the pants in the house.
Anya welcomes comments from readers. You can find her
website and email addresses on her
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Stone-Hard Passion
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