He stopped at the
kitchen only long enough to put their mugs into the sink before he took her
upstairs to his bedroom.
He closed the door and locked it, then came to stand in
front of Jaren. “Now where were we before we were so rudely interrupted?”
She smiled and put her arms around his neck. “I think you
were kissing me.”
“Hmm, I mustn’t have done a very good job of it if you only
think I was. I’d better try harder.”
Kajakti put his hands on Jaren’s hips and tugged her so she
stood flush to him, lowered his head and claimed her lips. He thrust his
renewed erection against her to let her know how she affected him. She moaned
and threaded her fingers in his hair at the back of his head.
He deepened their kiss as he slowly walked backward toward
the bed, taking Jaren with him. She sucked his tongue into her mouth, and
Kajakti growled low in his throat. Her scent, taste and the feel of her against
him made his cock throb. He wanted to be buried deep inside his mate, taking
her in hard thrusts as he pushed her to her climax more than once.
Kajakti lifted Jaren off her feet. She wrapped her legs
around his waist, bringing her pussy in direct contact with his cock. She locked
her ankles at the small of his back and rubbed herself against the hard bulge
in his pants. His need to have her ramped up even higher. He held on to her
bottom and arched his hips into her, increasing the pleasure that surged
through him.
Turning, he climbed up onto the bed, placed Jaren on the
center of it and followed her down, settling on top of her. Her grip on his
hair tightened, and her legs squeezed his waist harder as he braced himself on
one bent arm while he shoved a hand up her shirt to palm her breast. He pinched
her taut nipple through her bra.
Jaren tugged at his t-shirt before she pulled her lips away
from his. “I want to be skin-to-skin with you.”
“I have no problem with that,” he said huskily.
Kajakti grabbed his shirt by the back of it and roughly
dragged it over his head. With a toss, he sent it flying over the side of the
bed. It didn’t take him long to strip Jaren’s off as well. He looked down at
her bra-covered chest, bent his head and licked the top of each of her breasts.
Her nipples were hard little points that stood out, just begging for his mouth.
With his arm around her waist, Kajakti sat up and positioned
Jaren so she straddled his lap. He traced kisses along her collarbone as he
reached behind her and undid the clasp on her bra. Jaren dragged the
undergarment off, then threw it away to land on the floor.
Jaren put her hands on his shoulders and arched her back in
offering. Kajakti cupped one of her breasts and lifted it. He circled the taut
peak with his tongue before he sucked it inside his mouth. His mate moaned,
riding his erect cock through his jeans.
Kajakti switched to her other breast, sucking it hard, while
he dropped his hands to the top of her pants and undid the button and zipper.
He brushed a fingertip along the soft skin of her belly just above the
waistband of her panties. The scent of her arousal increased.
He released her nipple, and with his hands on her hips,
urged Jaren off his lap to kneel between his spread legs. He took hold of the
top of her jeans and pushed them down past her hips. Once they reached her
knees, she helped him peel them the rest of the way off.
Kajakti skimmed his palms along her sides until he reached
the top of Jaren’s panties. He circled one hand to the front and ran a
fingertip down the lacy material. He stopped at her pussy and stroked her
there. She sucked in a breath, her legs spreading a little wider to give him
better access.
“You’re already wet,” he said as he continued to play with
her through her panties.
“And you’re hard.” Jaren reached down and cupped his
erection.
“That feels good but I’m not done with you yet.”
Kajakti pulled Jaren’s hand off him, then slowly lowered her
onto her back. He hooked a finger