when she got there. She could sate herself with his body, and be fine in the morning.
She wasn’t blind, and it wouldn’t be a hardship. If she didn’t know any better, she would accuse him of being a god. As it were, most Mirror Warriors were sexy-not usually this sexy, but still.
He lowered his head towards hers, pausing with his lips hovering centimeters away. His breathing was labored, his legs spread about in a warriors stance. It was obvious he was trying to resist, giving her time to push him away or make a run for it if she wanted.
They both knew that was no longer an option. Once this close, even the strongest of Were’s wouldn’t be able to resist. Unless, of course, they were mated. She wasn’t, and neither, clearly, was he. Not only would she smell it on him, but he wouldn’t be able to get it up for her.
Being someone’s mate meant being that person’s everything, and that person being everything to you.
“ I’m going to kiss you,” he rasped out, a statement not a question, right before gripping the back of her head in one of his large hands. He brought her up to him, his lips crushing against hers in a bruising rub. He sucked her lower lip, nibbling lightly with his sharp teeth before running his tongue along the roof of her mouth.
She gasped, reaching up to press against his back, holding him closer. She lifted onto her toes so she could rub her breasts against him.
He tore at the material then, shredding it faster then she could blink. Lace and velvet went everywhere, the tearing sounds echoing around them followed quickly by their bodies tumbling to the ground.
The thick prickly blades of grass beneath her tickled her skin, causing her to arch up towards him. When she brushed up against his cock she saw red.
“ Oh, gods.”
He was pulling the rest of the material away, her dress completely ruined beyond repair. Tossing it away he pulled back, holding himself up on one elbow and dropping his gaze to roam over her naked form. He let out another growl, running a hand up her smooth thigh.
When his fingers tugged at the raven colored curls between her legs she moaned and pressed upward again. She needed something inside of her, now. It was driving her insane being so empty.
“ Hurry,” she hissed, then threw her head back when his shoved a finger inside of her.
Jensen rammed another digit inside of her, stroking against her tight warm walls. She was so wet already that it was all he could do not to just shove himself inside her then and there.
Patience, he chided himself. It was important that he made sure she got what she needed. The fact that they’d just met made that of even bigger import. She didn’t know who he was, and though she hadn’t asked, that didn’t change the fact that he was the king she was heading off to see. He didn’t want her to think after this that he was a jackass who used and spit women out.
That confused him a little, because there was no reason he should care what she thought, but it didn’t last long because she arched up underneath him once more and his eyes locked onto her breasts.
The two orbs were round and white as snow with rosy colored areola and pert little buds. He pinched one of those nipples between two fingers and smirked when she hissed in pleasure. She mewed in protest when he pulled his digits out of her, but he ignored it.
He brought them to his mouth and licked her juices off, tightening his hold on her breast as his arousal grew even more at the tangy taste that coated his tongue. He brought his face down, splitting her folds open that same tongue.
She writhed underneath him as he sucked on her clit, flicking the tiny bud at the same time as he slid his fingers back into her. He felt her hands in his hair, tugging at the golden strands as she rocked against him, urging him on. She spread her legs wider and let out a loud cry as the first orgasm hit her.
He felt her tiny muscles clench, waiting until the last bit of climate was wrung out of her before lifting back up to his elbows.
“ I can’t wait any longer,” he told her, barely able to get the words past his lips. He felt like his head was about to explode.
“ Please.” She grated her hips against him, eyes rolling into the back of her head as she did so.
Jensen reached down, positioning himself directly at her entrance. With one quick shove he slid all way in, instantly seated up to his balls. He waited a moment, giving them both enough time to get used to it.
Before he could start up again, however, she was wrapping her legs around his waist and digging her heels into the two hard globes of his ass. She spurred him into motion, and raked her nails down his back when he started to rock within her.
He drove in and out of her sheath, slamming into her so hard that her breasts shook. His cock impaled her over and over again, plunging into her heat at a rapid rate that no mere mortal could withstand. Growling, he gripped her arm and turned her onto her stomach in one fluid motion.
Olivia rose her ass up to meet him, sticking it into the air in invitation. He could see her glistening sex peeking out from underneath, the two folds bright pink and covered in juice. She emitted a sound from the back of her throat, indicating he was taking too long.
He didn’t need to be told twice.
Ramming into her again he squeezed his eyes shut and gripped her hips painfully. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh filled the air, mimicking his rhythm. He felt her walls begin to tighten, sucking him in and attempting to keep him there. Every time he retreated only to return to start the process all over again.
Just when he thought he was about to lose it her inner muscles clenched around him tighter than before, and she threw her head back and screamed.
The warm rush that came from her was enough to topple him over the edge and with a few more quick jerks of his hips he buried himself all the way inside her groaned as he hit orgasm. He felt his cum filling her up, then the cool drips of it that seeped out to drip down her thighs and coat his balls. Through it all he continued to rock, her tiny moans mingling with his.
His chest heaved and he lost all strength. He dropped down on top of her, careful to avoid crushing her with his full weight. Twisting to his side, he brought her with him, cupping a breast as he did so. Jensen tugged her into him so that they were spooning, cradling her head in the crook of his arm and curving his body around her protectively.
He tried to blink past the exhaustion, but it over took him dragging him down into sleep the same moment he realized her own breaths had slowed.
Kris Kendall
Just the Tip: Short stories of love and lust
Chapter 3:
He woke to the sound of her hissing next to him. His chest clenched and he twisted around to see what was wrong. He didn’t question the worry that rose within him, and pushed away the thought that he shouldn’t care so much about a woman he’d just met.
Olivia was sitting in the grass, a hand pressed tightly against her ribcage, directly underneath her left breast. Her eyes were wide, and there was a slight glisten of moister pooling around the rims. She blinked, and a few tears ran rivers down her silky cheeks.
“ What’s wrong?” he asked, moving closer to her side. He frowned, unable to see any signs of harm on her body.
She snapped her gaze to his, a spark of anger igniting. But before she could get a word out an invisible force shoved him and he fell onto his back.
He watched as thin ribbons of neon green and blue appeared out of nowhere and twisted about him. Some spiraled up his legs while others jagged in the pattern of lightening. They stung as they went, like he was being shocked by electricity everywhere at once.
The magic moved quickly, coagulating over the spot directly underneath his left pec muscle. He felt the burn, like his flesh was being branded, and a part of him vaguely recalled his earlier thought about wanted to be seared.
What felt like hours was probably really only a minute, and as fast as it had come the sparks of magic dissipated. He sucked in a breath when he realized what they had left behind.
He shot his eyes back to Olivia, feeling his entire body freeze up as she slowly dropped her hand from her rib.
