and shifted the fall of her hair so that it fell down her back.
“Climb onto the platform, Ceelie. Place your arms above your head and part your ankles.”
She was mortified. “But—”
“Do it, Ceelie.” His tone didn’t allow for negotiation.
Nervously, she climbed onto the springy and soft platform. His eyes glowed as she followed his orders and she lifted her arms above her head.
When she parted her ankles, he groaned and she felt Hassoi’s energy spike in her.
Vines snaked around her wrists and ankles, pulling her thighs further apart and arching her back. It wasn’t uncomfortable, but she had never felt so exposed and erotic before and it was having a riotous effect on her senses.
Under her avid gaze, Rimeer removed his clothing swiftly before moving toward her. The glow of the moss under and around her lit his body in a fearsome outline and cast his cock in a harsh light. It seemed more weapon than masculine as he approached her and when he joined her on the platform, she quivered as it came closer.
His kiss started on the inside of one ankle, trailing up to the joint of her thighs, parting her sex and licking inside.
The suddenness of his mouth on her caused her to shriek, but when his tongue took up an undulating rhythm, she moaned.
Her hips rose to meet his mouth over and over, but when she was on the edge of release, he withdrew.
“Not until I am inside you.”
She shivered at his words whispered against her inner thigh. He began again at her other ankle and worked his way up once again, this time, bypassing her weeping sex and working his way across her torso. Her nipples felt the sharp edges of his teeth, the slope of her breast, the curve of his lips and the swipe of his tongue.
She whimpered as his teeth tugged gently on her neck and sighed as he sucked her earlobe. Ceelie could feel his cock pressing against her opening, parting the lips of her sex and working into her inch by inch.
Rimeer kissed her as he shifted his hips and plunged into her completely. She felt so full as he started to move that her breath came in pants, her lips pressed against his at each soft, whimpered sigh shared with her lover.
He thrust into her in a hard beat, their bodies slapping together wetly as the spray from the spring coated them.
Ceelie arched to meet him, the sliding friction of his flared head inside her warmed her and stroked each nerve ending that she had. Her cries took on a high, desperate pitch and finally, she froze, her body clutching at him and squeezing hard, stroking his cock from head to base.
Rimeer groaned and his body shook against her.
She felt the jet of heat inside and wished that her arms were free to wrap around him. As soon as she expressed the wish, her arms were free and she ran her fingers through his hair, bringing his lips to hers in a frantic kiss. She wished for her legs to be free and the moment that the vines released her, she wrapped her thighs around his, holding him inside her.
“I didn’t say you could move your arms, Ceelie.” His growl sounded against her throat.
“You didn’t say I couldn’t. I wanted to hold you and the vines let me go.” She stroked her fingers slowly through his hair and he moved his hips, sliding inside her once again.
He wrapped an arm around her waist and rocked back on his heels.
She held onto his shoulders as he cupped her hips and lifted her, slowly lowering and raising her again and again. The forest glowed around them, blues joining the greens and spots of light flitting past in a lovely dance that complemented Rimeer’s movements inside her.
She kissed at his neck, jaw and stroked his shoulders and arms as they moved together. The heat built up inside her until her fingers tingled, her feet curled and she was helpless to forward her pleasure.
“Tell me what you want.”
“Please.” Her voice was a whimper.
“Tell me.”
She shook and tried to concentrate. “You. I want you, Rimeer. Hard, fast, anyway you want