Chapter 96: Her Serakai (1)
Nova followed Yoa’s thumb over the silver marks under her collarbone. She inhaled deeply, and released a long breath as warmth seeped into her chest from where he touched her. The delicate trace of the Serakai mark tingling along her limbs and directing liquid heat in her lower belly.
Eyes heavy-lidded, Yoa’s gaze lingered like a brand on her skin, roaming along her body, heat scorching her skin and seeping deeper. Her nipples hardened and he couldn’t even feel embarrassed for his arousal remained hard and already aching for her. Now more heat flooded his veins, pooling low as his length throbbed beneath her.
Nova suddenly felt parched under that heated gaze, feeling extraordinarily beautiful while bare and sitting on top of him. She’d never felt so comfortable like this and with a man of his size between her thighs, she could only bite her lip, and barely refrain from pouncing on him.
Yoa smirked devilishly, his gaze darkening as though he’d read her mind. Instead of pouncing on him though, Nova held his gaze and lowered her lips, so they brushed over the mark. His breath hitched, and they both moaned softly to the sparks of desire ricocheting in their bodies from the intimate touch. She remained like that, her tongue ghosting over the area as her hand slid between them, her fingers tracing along him, the sensitive, teasing touch causing him to hiss through his teeth.
A groan escaped his lips as she wrapped her hand around him and a smile played on hers.
"Mmm my vixen," he growled, low and seductive, as his hand slid up her throat to the nape of her neck. His touch soft and tender, the roughness of his palm sending a shiver down her spine. Then he gave her hair a firm tug, lifting her mouth from the Serakai mark and claiming her lips in a commanding kiss.
A surprised moan left her lips as took charge of her mouth while she pleased him with her hand before positioning him where they were both aching. Yoa’s hands gripped onto her waist, his fingers spread out as he watched, surprised and not-so surprised now that Nova, his little mouse, wanted to give him as much pleasure as he did for her.
He’d been brought up and taught about how a female needed to be readied first. She’d used her mouth on him yesterday, blowing his mind, and now she straddled him, like a goddess taming a beast. He did not care one bit. The view was spectacular, her soft curves highlighted by the bright stars beyond her body, and his gaze slid to that mark that told everyone she was taken.
Yoa groaned as he watched his mate begin to ride him sensually, taking her sweet time enjoying every inch of him. She took him so well. She was such a tiny thing after all and sank so deeply on top of him. He laid back, not minding one bit as his hands explored her body, worshipping every curve while she moved above him. Sparks danced between them, desire building with each breath, not that it hadn’t already been blooming but it was reaching its peak. When Nova’s grinding began to quicken, his thumb slid down, teasing slow circle over the bundle of nerves at the apex of her thighs.
That’s when she went wild, moaning, head falling back, her hips rocking. He lifted his hips up and she gasped, breathless as he hit a spot deep inside of her. Their movements became frantic from then, hips moving, hands gliding along each others bodies.