“Ephraim, please! I need you!” Madison was panting with need. She wanted him back inside.

He chuckled against her skin. His tongue darted out, running over her skin as he made his way to the center of her. “Mmmm.” She tasted better than he remembered. He sucked on her swollen little nub, teasing it with the tip of his tongue.

Madison looked down her body. His eyes were focused on her face. He liked to watch. That made her brave. She wanted to please him so badly the way he was pleasing her.

His mouth lowered to her entrance where he licked her greedily. She moaned loudly. Her eyes never left his. He watched her feeling each moan down to the tip of his erection. He shoved his tongue inside of her.

“Oh, baby, yes!” she cooed. Her h*ps rose in the air. His hands clamped tightly on her h*ps and brought her down so he could feast on her.

She ran her hands through his hair, over her stomach and her br**sts. When she pinched her own ni**les his h*ps thrust into the bed. He growled low and deep, sending the most erotic sensations through her and setting off another powerful orgasm. Her body arched off the bed.

Before her body fell back on the bed he was back inside of her in one hard thrust. He felt harder than before. She wrapped her legs around his hips, afraid he was going to pull out again. His thrusts were no longer shallow or slow. He moved like a man possessed.

He kissed her greedily as he thrust inside of her. Madison cupped his face as she kissed him. Her fingers gently caressed his skin. It made him feel like a king by the way she was touching him.

She liked to see him out of control and right now he was dangerous. He moved on her like a madman. She whimpered as another cl**ax came and went leaving her boneless and panting, but still he didn’t stop.

His jaw was clenched and the muscles in his neck were taut. He looked like he was in a great deal of pain. That’s when she noticed the tears in his eyes. He looked frustrated.

She cupped his cheek. “Baby, what’s wrong?”

He shook his head. “I can’t….I can’t…..fuck I’m so close!”

“You can’t come?”

“No. I don’t know what’s wrong. It’s been so long.” He moved harder inside of her, bringing her closer to another orgasm. She needed to help him or she was going to die of pleasure.

She pulled him down, tilting his head to the side. “Let’s see if this helps.” She pressed wet kisses to his neck. Her tongue traced his Adam’s apple and up to his chin. His thrusts slowed down into a uniformed cadence. He moaned deeply as her teeth scraped his skin.

“That feels so good,” he groaned.

Her hand slid between them. The next time he pulled out she snaked her hand between them and gripped him tightly while her arm circled around his neck and held him down.

She was gripping him so hard. The sensation of sliding through her hand into her wet tight pu**y was too much. The triple combination was too much too soon. He wanted to pull away from her and take control again, but she held him tightly against her. The sensation was pushing him past the edge. The build up to the cl**ax he knew was coming was too strong.

His body began thrusting wildly into her. She never wavered in her grip. She licked his neck and moaned along with him. “Stop! Madison, stop it’s too much!” She only tightened her grip and swirled her h*ps beneath him. He broke.

He threw his head back and roared. His h*ps slammed into her, making her remove her hand or have it broken. She held onto him as he carried her into another cl**ax.

She gasped as he bared his fangs and struck.

Chapter 17

Ephraim was gasping in the crook of her neck. “I’m so sorry.”

“Shhh, it’s okay.” She gently rubbed his damp back. “It’s okay.”

“I’ll replace it. I promise.”

She watched as a feather slowly drifted down towards her face. She blew out a stream of air, sending it back up. “It’s just a pillow.”

“Thank god.” He kissed her neck.

“Is it always like that?”

He shook his head. “Never like that.”

“Do you always bite in the end?”

He shrugged. “I’ve never had to bite before. I’ve never come inside a woman before you. It’s never been that powerful before either. You, oh baby, you don’t know what you do to me.”

“So, do you always have a problem coming?” she asked shyly.

“No, I didn’t, but then again I think the last time I had an orgasm was back in the nineties.”

“Oh, so like ten to twenties years ago? That’s not bad I guess.”

“Wrong century. Try more like a hundred or so years.”

“That’s a long time.” She couldn’t hide her smirk.

“Yeah, I guess I had a clog.” He laughed and pulled out of her. He looked down at her body as he climbed out of bed. She was covered in feathers. “Let me just go end the charade next door and then I’ll help you wash those feathers off.”

Ephraim pulled on a pair of dark khaki pants that looked recently pressed and a white tee shirt. “I’ll just be a few minutes, baby.” He pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead. “I love you, baby.”

He felt the change in her. She stiffened under his touch. Her breathing ceased. He swore inwardly. She wasn’t in love with him. “Madison-“

She climbed off the bed. “Let me get dressed,” she said nervously. Her hands shook as she searched through her drawers and pulled on a tank top and flannel pajama pants.

Warm firm hands gently cupped her shoulders. She began rambling nervously. “You know I really should go in there with you. It’s my fault this whole thing happened in the first place, well not really. Candy did all of this, but I don’t think she would come in here and help. I mean, we could ask but she’ll most likely throw something at our heads. She hates to be woken up. Do you think we should wake her? Because I can go get her if you think we should. I think she’ll just get in the way and-“

His hand covered her mouth gently. “Shh, baby, I didn’t tell you to send you into hysterics. I’m going to take my hand away now so just let me speak, please.”

She nodded against his hand. “Okay.” He lowered his hand and wrapped his arms around her waist. His lips pressed softly to her neck.

“Now, I’m going to tell you that I love you.” She stiffened. “Shh, Madison, let me continue. I didn’t say it because I expect you to say it. I knew you wouldn’t. You can’t, sweetheart. I’m not going to assume you love me and I didn’t say it because I wanted to hear you say it. That would make me a bit of a cad.”

Tags: R.L. Mathewson Pyte/Sentinel Fantasy
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