Not one to be outdone, Kira reached for him. She ran her nails over his chest. His muscles shivered.
He spilled them onto the bed. Kira yelped as she landed on her back. Graydon holding the bulk of his weight above her. He ground his length against Kira's core, dragging it over her clitoris until she saw stars.
Her breath caught, her eyelids fluttering.
"How's that, cheva nier?"
Graydon did it again.
Kira lost patience, grabbing his head and digging her fingers into his hair. She dragged his face down to hers. They nipped and sucked as they fought for dominance.
Kira needed to be closer. In his blood and in his bones.
She couldn't be the only one to lose herself.
If he wanted to, Graydon could destroy her like no other. Obliterate her.
He was her person. Now and forever. Her port in a storm. So rare that she sometimes felt she'd dreamed him up.
Except her dreams had never involved love or companionship.
Graydon divested Kira of her pants. Her body writhed as he pressed a kiss to the indent of her hip. Needy sounds escaped her mouth as he moved lower. Until finally, his lips closed around the sensitive bud at her center.
Kira sucked in a sharp breath, the sensation almost too much to bear.
Especially when Graydon inserted a finger into her warmth and flicked.
Kira's hips rose. Graydon subdued her, holding her still as he tortured her with his mouth and fingers.
Warmth pooled in her lower belly, coiling tight.
"Graydon!" Kira snarled.
Graydon pressed his tongue hard against her clit and massaged the front of her sex.
Climax tore through Kira. Her back bowed as her inner muscles fluttered.
Graydon wiped his mouth, rising over her with a chuckle. "My beautiful mess."
Kira's glare was halfhearted as she found herself distracted by the way his muscles flexed and stretched over his frame.
She hooked her leg around his, reversing their positions as she rolled him onto his back. Graydon relaxed against the sheets, watching her with an obsessiveness that made her core clench.
She wanted this man. Now.
But first, she'd return the favor he'd given her.
She bent, her eyes on his as she pressed a kiss to the center of his chest. The look in his eyes changed, naked need on his face.
She moved to one nipple, nipping it before moving down his body. His stomach tensed, making Kira smile against his skin as she moved lower.
She cupped Graydon, wrapping her fingers around the base of his cock. She rubbed her thumb over the tip, smoothing the pre-ejaculate into his skin before giving an exploratory lick.
The muscles in Graydon's legs tightened.
Kira blew on the spot where her tongue had just touched. Graydon whispered a muffled curse.
With a smile, she leaned forward, taking him fully into her mouth. Kira bobbed, every so often stopping to lick the tip again before swallowing him down.
Sounds came from Graydon. Desperate and needy as she worked to drive him out of his mind, the same way he had her.
It wasn't until he tugged at her hair that she stopped. Crawling up his body, Kira settled over him. She started to guide him inside her.
His hands splayed over her hips as his breath shuddered. "That's it, coli."
Kira's eyelids fluttered as she sank down, the sensation of being stretched almost too much.
Tendrils of ki floated out of Graydon's body. They brushed against Kira's skin, dipping beneath it to coax her own ki out to play.
The sensation brought a moan to her lips. The experience of their ki intertwining sending a flood of warmth to her center.
"Graydon," Kira moaned, her hips rising and falling almost against her will.
She couldn't take it.
His rough hands caught her, lifting her before yanking her back down. Their bodies slapped together. Pleasure exploded through her, filling her veins with magma.
Their ki speared her body. Kira came with a startled cry.
Graydon's movement grew frenzied as he flipped them, pounding inside of her. Kira's inner muscles fluttered around him, sending her into another climax. He followed her with a cry.
Kira's skin still felt too tight for her body as she blinked up at the ceiling. "I think you broke my brain."
Graydon buried his face in her neck, letting some of his weight rest on her. "Trust me, coli. Yours isn't the only one in jeopardy."
He pulled out to rest beside her.
Kira stretched, her muscles delighting in the slight pull, evidence that they'd been well used.
"We should have been doing that months ago. You're better than any session with Quillon," Kira purred.
She felt renewed. Her body pain free and her mind clear in a way it hadn't been since all this started.