Sarina panted, arousal making her moves languorous, her heart beat faster. Her pussy felt swollen and needy, and her breasts ached to be held. Her slip of cotton panties were the only thing separating her completely from his searing gaze.

Vane spread his legs further against the tight material of his jeans. His mate was driving him crazy. He never should have asked her to get naked while he played; he hadn't even thought it out, just asked. God she was beautiful, all smooth skin, perfect curves and planes in all the right places. Her nipples were so hard he wanted to leap across the room and latch onto the hard bud. He could smell her wet arousal from across the room, thick and vanilla. How easy it would be to push her down to the ground, spread her wide, and take her until she was trembling and shuddering below him.

Fuck yeah did he want that.

Sarina felt his darkened gaze watching every inch of her, and delighted in the power she held over him. He was so big, so strong. There was something exhilarating about controlling such a strong man. She twirled to the music and stopped with her derriere facing him.

She performed her own special dance for him then, leaning and arching, pushing and dipping all the while her hands grabbed the soft cotton panties and lowered them inch by inch. She thought she heard a growl, but it was hard to tell over the racing of her heart and the cello. Her panties slid to her thighs where she let go and let them float around her ankles.

The music stopped suddenly, the vibrating tones echoing off the walls as the last note rang. Before she had time to turn, his hands were on her. He cupping her breasts and ran a hand down her stomach to cup her wet pussy. He rubbed soft circles over her swollen lips, then pulled back to travel a hand over her thrusting ass to squeeze the rounded flesh.

Want and need were dark spiraling thoughts that clouded her mind. She panted at his roaming hands, the sound loud and ragged.

"God I need you. I can't wait." She heard the rustle of his shirt as he took it off, and the hiss--of a zipper being pulled down. Then she felt his hard, hot cock prodding her creamy entrance. He nudged in just a little. Her wet pussy closed around him. "Fuck, you're so wet. I can't wait anymore, baby. I'm going to take you." He thrust inside filling her deep on a long, agonizing groan. Her own moan followed.

The position was awkward. She was bent forward with nothing to hold on to, but she didn't care. He was inside her, filling her with his thick cock, pounding her towards the relief she craved. His hands were everywhere, holding her hips as he tunneled in and out, squeezing her breasts, and pulling her nipples as his balls slapped against her.

"Ohh!" Her sex was tightening, her skin shrinking as molten heat built to a roar inside her.

"So fucking good." She heard him groan and the sound spurred her pleasure. His hand traveled down her stomach, found her creamy cunt, and rubbed her sensitive clit in fast circles.

She exploded into a million pieces. Her sex clamped down on his tunneling cock making him thrust in short bursts through the tightened muscles. He groaned wildly, and then she felt the distinct spray of his hot cum shooting, filling her deep.

Her legs shook and she would have fallen if not for him holding her upright. Their ragged breaths chopped through the air. He pulled out on a groan and scooped her up into his arms. He took her to his bedroom and set her on the bed. He came down after her, sprawling her across his chest with a satisfied nod.

"That was…" Sarina cuddled into him, rubbing her cheek across the crisp hairs of his chest.

"Fucking amazing," he supplied.

She laughed. "Yeah, something like that." Feeling naughty and more than a little bit mischievous, Sarina threw her leg over his tree trunk one and propped herself up on her elbow to smile down at him. "You know, a female must wonder about her husband's stamina when, in fact, both times he's been with her it was quick. Amazing but quick."

Eyes darkened and hands came up to clasp her bottom to him. "Oh yeah, quick?" He growled, tickling her side ferociously. Sarina howled with laughter and tried to get away from him. "Beg for mercy!"

She laughed until her sides hurt. "Mercy! Please, no more. I can't take anymore." He relented, hesitantly.

"If my speed is the problem, you have only to blame yourself."

"Uh! How so?" She couldn’t stop grinning like a fool.

He climbed on top of her and gave her a dizzying, sexy kiss that softened her body like butter. "For being so damned sexy."

"Oh," she murmured, her eyes closing as his lips and tongue found the sensitive skin at her neck and made a home there. "I wasn't, oh that feels good, I wasn't mad, you know? Just teasing." She gasped sharply as his lips found her hard nipple and danced his tongue along it. She grabbed the back of his head to let him know he wasn't going anywhere from that very perfect spot. "I love how you make me feel."

"I don't know. It seems that my manhood is in question. For my pride's sake, I'll have to show you how very wrong you are."

With that dark threat, he moved further down her body, letting his tongue lead him. Sarina's stomach tightened in response and her hands strayed from his hair down to the bedding. His lips found the delicate bone of her hips and kissed the creamy skin there. Sarina wouldn't have thought such a simple thing could cause such a riot of sensations in her body. It was as if fireworks were going off inside of her.

His big tan hands spread her thighs so he could fit his shoulders between them. Sarina watched raptly as his dark-haired head disappeared between her thighs. She could only stare at him, anticipation riding her body hard, making her mouth dry and goosebumps spread over her skin.

"You know, I've wanted to do this since I first saw you from that cabin window. You were watching that very naughty movie and your little fingers were right in this spot."

He punctuated his point by spreading her swollen lips with his tongue and licking a searing path up her cleft to flick across her clitoris with delicious precision. She gasped and squirmed below him, but he only wrapped his arms around her legs and held her down for his ministrations. He licked a flat-tongued against her creamy sex and groaned at the taste of her, pure woman with a hint of vanilla.

"Watching you made my cock so hard I ended up taking it out and jerking off right there. I came all over the cabin."

Sarina moaned and hissed in a breath of pleasure as his clever tongue found her clitoris focused on it. She had to fight to catch her breath. The simple touch was devastating. She’d never felt anything like it before. It was soft and firm, yet so incredibly intense inside her.

“Oh my god, you did? Sexiest thing ever.” His chuckle disappeared into firm licks that had her heart thudding in her chest and her body priming for orgasm. And that was on top of the image he just gave her of him stroking that sexy, hard cock of his. She pictured him stroking it, coming while watching her, and it increased her pleasure even more. She wanted to see it, to see him losing control and know that it was her that drove him to it.

"You like that don't you, baby?" he growled deeply, then plunged his tongue deep in her core, eating her creamy arousal up like a delicious dessert.

Sarina tried to form the words to tell him yes, but couldn't seem to make her lips work. Her body was tense, her mind numb with pleasure. Somehow she managed a whisper of sound.   "Please."