Sea Haven 01 - Water Bound

and when she moved in that slow, sensuous ride, he felt hot liquid bathing the very head of his cock.
    Her feminine sheath, tight and hot, gripped and moved as if alive, surrounding him with living silk, wrapping, milking, strangling and causing heated friction as he slid nearly out and then she was once again seating herself to the hilt. Tension grew, coiling inside him like a hot spring. His toes, his legs, his thick thighs, shuddered with arousal. The boiling magma pooled and heated, the pressure building in his jerking, pulsing cock and his tight, relentless sac.
    With a low moan, he gripped her hips and took over. He slammed into her, deep and hard, bottoming out, bumping her sensitive cervix so that she cried out and dug her fingers into his shoulders, preparing for a wild ride. He gave it to her, switching from those slow, rising waves, to a crashing stormy sea, surging into her again and again.
    Her music started, those soft little whimpers and moaning pleas he found himself waiting for. Her voice blended with the sound of flesh coming together and the beat of the rain shower. He lost himself in her, allowed her 239

    to wash him clean, to drive away people, places and the things he’d done and seen. He was just Lev Prakenskii, consumed by the woman he loved more than anything or anyone on earth. Thunder roared in his head. His heart pounded, and his blood scorched his veins as the magma boiled hotter and began to build in his balls. He felt her first tremor, then the ripple, the quake, sweeping him with her tremendous orgasm, so that he lost all control and emptied himself in her, deep and hard and so satisfactorily.
    For a moment his lungs burned and his heart nearly exploded. His legs shook. He eased her against the wall to keep both of them from landing on the floor. Pressing his forehead against hers, he fought for breath.
    “Ya tebya lyublyu, Rikki,” he murmured softly. “I love you. I know you think it’s too soon. And I don’t want to frighten you, but it’s true and I have to tell you. So I’ll tell you in my native language and you can’t be afraid.”
    Her dark eyes swallowed him, and then she leaned forward and took possession of his mouth, a sweet, tender kiss, pouring herself into him. “I love you right back,” she whispered, pulling back to look down into his face.
    “Maybe it is too soon. All my sisters would think so. But I’ve never felt like this. Not ever. Don’t think I have to hear pretty words, Lev, I’m not asking for forever ...”
    “I want forever.” He tasted the word. “I’d never considered that I’d have a chance at forever. I like the sound of it. I’ll take that. Forever with you.”
    She kissed him again. While the ripples of pleasure ran over their shared body, her fingers slid into his hair and she rode him gently until they were both completely spent. She lowered her legs, reluctant to part with him.
    “I love when you’re inside me.” Her hand stroked his bare chest. She bent forward to capture a drop of water clinging to his hard pebble of a nipple.
    He cradled her head to him. “I love being inside of you.”
    Picking up the shampoo, he washed her silky hair, his fingers gently massaging her scalp. Rinsing, he took his time soaping her body with her shower gel, lingering in every place that made her jump or shiver with need.
    “I could spend all day here with you,” he told her, sponging the soap from her skin.
    She took over. Her hands were familiar now, moving over his body with such tenderness, he ached inside.
    “It won’t be so fun when the hot water turns cold on us, which it’s about to do.”
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    Her hands stroked lovingly over his groin, slippery with soap, washing him thoroughly before she rinsed him off. He grinned at her, gathered her into his arms and kissed her again. She looked so tempting, with those dark eyes and slicked back hair, her lips slightly swollen from his earlier kisses.
    “You’re right. The water’s turning cold.” He turned it off and handed her a towel before drying off himself.
    A bird called. Another answered.
    “Let’s just sit on the back porch and watch the sky tonight. A small storm is supposed to make its way over the ocean inland. I love to watch them come in. It’s not a big system, but the sky is always so great with churning clouds. They get heavier and darker, and you can just feel the rain in the air.”
    “Someone’s here, laskovaya moya ,” Lev whispered. He put her gently from