Destiny Found (Epsilon Chronicles Book 1) Page 15

  “Well, I’m glad then. So are you sore? Do you need me to…rub you down?”

  He gave a salacious wink, obviously wanting to touch her, more than what he was already.

  “Well… I guess,” she said suddenly shy.

  Even though she was excited, she was nervous. She still hadn’t told him she was a virgin. She wasn’t embarrassed or anything, but she just didn’t know how to tell him, a little apprehensive about what he would say.

  He started rubbing her shoulders, kneading the muscles in her arms and upper back. It felt so good, she moaned, unable to stop the sound from escaping. He gave her a gentle push, making her bend forward as he made his way down her back to just above her bottom.

  He hesitated there, clearly uncertain if he was allowed to continue, but taking her silence for assent, cupped her butt, squeezing and kneading.

  She gasped and arched against his chest, a surge of heat flaring up and shooting through her. Clearly, he felt it because he gasped, too.

  He brought his hands up and around, taking her breasts in his hands, tugging on the nipples and biting her neck. She grasped his wrists, moaning louder as he grew bolder. He allowed his hands to trail down her belly, stroking her skin before cupping her sex.

  She jerked against his hand, mewling when he just held her. They were both breathing heavily, his panting the only sound in her ears.

  “Is this okay, alaila? Are you ready?”

  “Please,” she moaned, so ready she was about to explode.

  His fingers parted her, teasing her clit, rubbing in a circle before swiping up and down.

  Natalie had never felt so much pleasure in her life; it was so intense she could scarcely think, could barely breathe.

  His finger slipped down, the tip breaching her opening making her give a small squeal.

  “You okay?” Taavi’s panted question sounded in her ear.

  “Yeah, sorry, you just surprised me. Keep going,” she moaned again.

  He played with her clit, pumping his finger deeper inside her.

  For a moment it was slightly uncomfortable, a thickness that had never been there before, but as he played with her, teasing her, she grew wetter, his finger sliding inside her easily as her body adjusted. When his finger was gliding easily into her, he added a second finger, slowly pumping them, increasing the pace as her body accepted him.

  He was muttering in her ear, “I can feel you, alaila. I can feel you sucking me in. Let go. Let go and feel it. I’ve got you.”

  After the second time of him saying it, pumping his fingers harder and thrumming faster, she felt like she was standing on the edge of something huge. Something a little scary, but long awaited. As she fell over the edge into bliss, her body clenched, her lungs seized, and she may have screamed a little.

  She came to, aware of Taavi kissing her neck, muttering, “I love you, alaila. I love you so much,” as he gently moved his fingers inside of her before pulling them free.

  He grabbed soap and washed them both, obviously in a hurry to get into bed.

  “I love you, too,” she murmured dazedly, drifting on the post orgasm glow.

  He stood, pulling her up with him and emptied the tub, drying her off.

  He dropped a kiss onto her lips, muttering against them, “It’s time. I need you, Natalie. I need you so badly.”

  He took a step back, admiring her body before swooping her up in his arms and leaving the bathroom.

  Chapter Twenty

  Taavi dropped Natalie onto the bed in his haste, causing Natalie to squeal and clutch at him.

  “Hey! Watch it there, buddy. You scared me.”

  She gave a small chuckle and he dropped down on top of her.

  “Sorry, alaila. I was a little over-excited. You ready to make love, to complete the bond?” Taavi asked, his eyes shadowed.

  Natalie could feel his nervousness at her answer, his trepidation and fear that she might reject him.

  She smiled softly, brushing her hand across his cheek.

  “I’m ready, honey. I want this. I want you. I love you.”

  Taavi’s face lit up with a brilliant smile before he swept in to kiss her.

  Their tongues dueled as their teeth nipped each other’s lips.

  Taavi’s fingers wound around her wrists, bringing them up over her head and pinning them there. He easily held both her wrists in one hand, leaving his other hand free travel down her body, skimming along her soft skin, tugging her nipples before moving on.

  Letting his lips travel to her neck, his fingers dipped between her legs. He lifted his face away when he got to her shoulder and looked into her eyes. Gently brushing a kiss over the scars there, Natalie could feel his anger and determination to keep her safe.

  He nipped her shoulder over where Imhal had bitten her, circling her clit at the same time, forcing a moan out of her, and swallowing it when his lips met hers once more. Testing her, feeling her wetness across his fingertips, he eased two inside her, groaning as her body sucked them in.

  Natalie thrust her hips higher, impaling herself even more on his fingers.

  She had always thought it would hurt, but apart from the initial discomfort in the bathtub, it had been nothing but mind-blowing pleasure, and she wanted more.

  When she started a rhythm with her hips, he started to thrust himself against her thigh. She could feel how hard he was, how big he was against her, and it just made her excitement grow. She could feel herself getting wetter; hear the sounds of Taavi driving into her.

  He pushed her once again to the brink of that precipice, except this time she knew what lay on the other side – pure unadulterated euphoria.

  She couldn’t help herself when he kept going; she struggled to break his hold on her, wanting to touch him, to wrap her arms around him.

  Her restrained hands seemed to heighten her pleasure and she found herself pleading with him.

  “Baby, I can’t. Oh I need it, but I can’t. Stop. Wait, no, go faster, harder. Taavi, help me,” she sobbed, unsure of what she needed.

  “I’ve got you, alaila. You have to trust me now,” he breathed and he released her wrists and slithered down her body, never missing a beat.

  His lips skimmed down her chest before taking a nipple into his mouth, sucking on it hard, while his hand tugged on the other.

  Natalie’s body bowed, trying to shove more of her breast into his mouth, anything to get closer to that sensation. He let go of her nipple with a strangely erotic pop! while he gravitated toward the other one. Taking her other nipple into his mouth, this time, he bit down.

  Natalie gave a small scream, pain and pleasure adding yet another layer to the storm raging inside her.

  Taavi allowed his lips to trail down her stomach before reaching their intended destination. He moved his hand slightly, and tipped his head up to make eye contact with Natalie.

  Natalie knew her eyes were as wide as saucers, but she never in a million years thought a man would finger her, let alone go down on her. She had heard many things from other women, but she had never experienced it first hand, and she was as excited as she was unsure.

  “Relax. Do you trust me?” At Natalie’s hesitant nod, Taavi smiled. “Then lie back and relax. You’ll love this, I promise.”

  As Taavi lowered his head, his tongue swiping over her, Natalie threaded her fingers in his hair.

  She tugged gently, at first, but with increasing strength as his tongue danced over her.

  Her breathing stalled at the wet slide of his tongue over her most intimate place. Her fingers pulled on his hair as her hips involuntarily rocked into his face. His chuckle, and the resulting vibrations, had her jerking against him. His clever tongue and hard fingers were driving her toward the finish line.

  The wet sounds of his fingers inside her intermixed with his occasional hum and her moaning, permeated the room making an erotic sound track that just made her feel hotter. When his lips surrounded her clit and sucked in, the waves of pleasure crashed over her; pleasure s
o intense her vision actually dimmed.

  Coming back down, Natalie felt Taavi abruptly sit up, gently remove his fingers for her, and move away to sit on the side of the bed. He brushed the back of his hand over his chin, glanced at Natalie in confusion before looking away again.

  Natalie could feel his frustration and upset, all directed at her.

  Did I do something wrong? I thought that was what he was trying to do! Maybe I was supposed to wait to come, Natalie thought as she slowly sat up, reaching out to touch Taavi’s shoulder.

  When her hand made contact, his whole body stiffened, causing her to jerk her hand back. They sat there in silence, and just when she was starting to feel really self-conscious, Taavi turned to look at her over his shoulder, idly licking his fingers.

  Natalie could see a small spot of blood on his fingers and knew.

  Crap.

  He knows.

  He turned around once again, facing the window.

  “I’m not mad at you, so stop freaking out; it makes my chest hurt,” he said, rubbing his chest absently. “Why didn’t you tell me? Did you think I would be mad?”

  He turned around and grabbed her hand, pulling her onto his lap.

  Natalie laid her head on his shoulder, sighing.

  “Well, I was going to tell you before we actually got to that, but I thought that other stuff,” she mumbled, feeling her cheeks go red, “was okay without having to talk about being a virgin. Does that turn you off?” she asked worriedly.

  His eyes rounded as his eyebrows shot up his forehead.

  “Of course it doesn’t. I’m pleased I’ll be the only man you’ll ever have,” he said shaking his head, his face a mask of confusion.

  “Then why are you so upset?”

  His face cleared, understanding taking over.

  “It wasn’t because of you, never you, Natalie. I was frustrated and upset with myself, because for a brief moment, I wanted to take you anyways.”

  Natalie felt her face scrunch in confusion.

  “But isn’t that the whole point of what we were doing? You were getting me ready, right? I wouldn’t have cared if you kept going.”

  Taavi gave her a small shake, his earnest eyes piercing hers.

  “Natalie, I love you, but you’re an idiot.” At her affronted expression, his softened. “Alaila, I know you would have been okay with it, but that’s not the point. I want this to be good for you. You only ever get to have your first time once, and I want our first time to be… something neither one of us will ever forget. If I had kept going, I would have probably hurt you. You need to be stretched first. I’m a lot bigger than my two fingers,” he said, chuckling when Natalie’s face flushed as she tried to cover her nakedness.

  “But it didn’t hurt just now, or in the tub. I was kind of…distracted. The only reason you would have had blood on your fingers is because you broke my hymen.”

  She flushed a deeper red, even more embarrassed at her matter of fact tone when talking about her broken hymen. She got her arms across her breast, hunching forward to cover herself more fully.

  He gently tugged her arms down and looked into her face, smiling.

  “Alaila, I’ve already seen you naked. No time to be shy. I just had my face between your legs, eating you out, and you’re blushing,” he chuckled, shaking his head.

  When Natalie tried to maneuver her arms out of his grasp to cover herself once more, he firmly stated, “Don’t hide from me. You’re always safe here. Never forget that,” before dropping a searing kiss on her lips.

  When Taavi lifted his head, Natalie kept her eyes closed, a blissful smile on her face.

  His chuckle, followed by her sudden weightlessness, had her eyes flying open. He placed her down in the middle of the bed, on her back, settling on top of her, rubbing his nose along hers.

  “You still ready?”

  “Yes, please,” she said, a playful look entering her eyes. “I need at least one more before I’m ready…and I may have a suggestion.”

  Taavi played along, leering at her. “Oh? And what would this suggestion be?”

  Natalie felt her face flush again, knowing her neck and chest turned red as well. She pushed through her embarrassment, focusing on his hungry expression and allowing his feelings to envelop her.

  “I want you to use only your tongue, no fingers, unless I say.”

  His eyebrow rose at the challenge, his lips quirking.

  “Challenge accepted.”

  He started off by dropping small, sweet kisses over her forehead, nose, eyelids and cheeks before landing on her lips. As he gently coaxed her mouth open, tongues entwining, she could taste herself on him.

  She didn’t know how she felt about it, but was also strangely turned on by the carnal taste of the both of them, together. He lightly moved his hips between her thighs, his shaft rubbing through her folds.

  She gasped; gripping his hips so tightly she was sure she broke through the skin.

  He leisurely made his way back down her body, worshipping her breasts, before coming to rest right where she needed him most.

  He held his hands up and rested them on her inner thighs, forcing them apart.

  He looked up at her, and with a devilish grin, said, “Look. No hands.”

  Natalie choked on the laugh that erupted straight from her gut.

  She looked down at him and shoved his head.

  “You idiot. Get to it.”

  He lowered his head, keeping his eyes on hers, slid his hands up her thighs to part her, and gave a long, slow lick.

  She bit her lip and fought to keep her eyes open, wanting to see his face. She watched him give another long lick before he lowered his face and plunged his tongue into her. The sensation was so foreign, and yet so erotic, that she slammed her legs closed around his head, causing him to grunt.

  He lifted his head, licking his lips.

  “You are definitely stronger than you look,” he said, rubbing his ear. “You need to try and keep your legs open.”

  At her nod, he once again shoved his face between her thighs and went to work.

  Natalie lay there, trying to keep her eyes open as the feelings assaulted her. His feelings of lust compounded her feelings of arousal, driving her to the edge faster than she thought possible. His plunging tongue with intermittent flicks on her clit pushed her right to the edge, but his teeth giving a gentle nip was what sent her over.

  He sat up, wiping his face, as he quickly moved up her body, falling to his back and bringing her over top of him.

  She straddled his hips, resting her hands on his chest as she caught her breath.

  “Why did you turn?”

  He was panting, gripping her thighs in his hands.

  “I figured you should be able to explore if you wanted…but also because when you’re ready, it’ll be easier for you to control how fast we go and how deep you take me.”

  Natalie stared at him before she gave him a naughty look.

  “Can I taste you?”

  Taavi stared back at her with wide eyes.

  “It would definitely be my pleasure if you did,” he gulped.

  Natalie felt a feminine power fill her, a confidence she hadn’t had, infusing her. This beautiful man, who loved her, was her soul mate, was eager to have her, Natalie White, touch him. She shook her head in wonder, and a virgin at that.

  Well, not for long.

  She decided to do exactly as he had done, starting with a kiss before moving down to his nipples. When she flicked one with her tongue, Taavi hissed, his narrowed eyes tracking her every move.

  Oh, I am going to enjoy this.

  She spent some time licking and nipping his nipples before trailing her tongue down his muscled abdomen. She could trace the little divots between muscles, entranced by the hardness of his abs and how tense they could get. When she skimmed her lips over him, the muscles twitched enticingly beneath the skin, making her want to linger there.

  She moved down until her chin hit his shaft. She
lifted her head a little to study him. He was large, thick and long; there was no mistaking that. The mushroom tip flared out, before narrowing, but not by much, into a heavily veined shaft.

  She knew the difference between circumcised and uncircumcised, and he was definitely the former.

  Then she giggled that she was thinking about circumcision.

  Taavi lifted his head, an inquisitive expression on his face.

  “I really hope that wasn’t directed at me…but it’s a little hard to believe it wasn’t since you’re staring at my cock.”

  Natalie ducked her head, hiding her mirth.

  “I wasn’t laughing at you. I just had a funny thought and then laughed that I was thinking about that when I should be focusing.” She wrapped her hand around his shaft in a firm grip. “Is this okay?” she asked when he tensed.

  “Yes,” he gasped. “Now you can either use your hand, your mouth, or a combination.”

  “Hmmm,” was all she said before ducking her head and giving the head an experimental lick.

  His hips jerked before stilling again and Natalie was intrigued. Maybe she could get him to lose control like he did to her.

  She moved her hand and took him into her mouth, lowering her head a little at a time, sucking the tip each time she raised her head. She did that a few times, taking him deeper each time, until she couldn’t take anymore, before raising her head to look at Taavi.

  “Am I doing that right?”

  His eyes were closed, his breathing erratic, as he answered.

  “Yes, yes that’s really good. Now just pump your hand up and down, in time with your head. You can give little licks when I’m in your mouth, too.” He grunted when she did just that. “Yes, just like that,” he groaned, fisting his hands in the sheets.

  She experimented, bobbing her head and hand up and down, adding her tongue. She took him as far as she could, relaxing her throat and swallowing. That was a move Kayla had talked to her about when she was trying to make Natalie uncomfortable.

  Apparently Taavi liked it because he shot up to sitting, pulled her head off of him, brought her up to his lap, and kissed her.

  “No more of that,” he said, nipping her bottom lip. “I won’t last if you do that again. Besides, I want to come inside you. Would you let me?”