Pure Desire [Pure 3] (Siren Publishing Allure) (40 page)

Noor grinned. “Magnus men don’t grovel. But.” He sank to his knees, encircled her waist, pressed his lips against her swollen belly, and kissed his child. He looked up and his eyes locked with hers. “I’m on my knees, if that is sufficient.” His smile was indulgent.

Allura raked her fingers through the curly waves created when Noor didn’t have his hair plaited and banded behind his head in a ponytail. The wavy curls hung and brushed her belly teasingly when he leaned over her. She enjoyed the feel of spun cotton on her bare flesh. “Maybe.” Noor raised his brows fractionally. Allura laughed softly, caressing his hair between her fingers. “I still haven’t decided just how easy to let you off.”

“Madam, you drive a hard bargain. The saving grace—no pistol.” He ran his fingers up her thighs and patted her bottom. His grin was cheeky. “So I can assume I’m relatively safe.” Noor stood towering over her.

Allura pouted. “Did you just pat me down…is that what you call searching a perp?”

Noor swooped down and stole a kiss, a light brush that sent pleasant, hot tremors racing up Allura’s spine, making her feel warm and tingling all over.

“Nope, what I did was grope you. If I were still an agent, I would have charges against me for handling you so. Come.” He patted her bottom and led them deeper into the love nest.

He stopped at the embankment, framed her face, and kissed her hard yet sensually, sending shockwaves of pleasure and sparks of heat bursting alive between Allura’s thighs until she felt hotter than a cat on a tin roof.

“Up. Up.”

Allura raised her arms, and Noor pulled her blouse up and over her head, tossing it somewhere in the grass. She giggled when he ran his fingertips downward, from the wrists to her elbows, and then he started over again more slowly, leisurely seductive. He kissed her endearingly with so much emotion Allura’s eyes misted.

He ended the magical moment. Adept fingers unfastened the band of her skirt and slid it down her legs. She balanced hands on his shoulders while he helped her step free. “Why are you crying?”

“I’m not.”

“Liar.” He divested her frilly bloomers and a sheer covering over her breasts since wearing a corset was out of the question while her belly was extended.

She let him remove each kidskin boot and stocking. “I have been kissed before.”

His expression hooded, shrouded by the faint light, and he darkened his eyes. Noor spoke with compulsory leniency. “Your past dalliances do well to stay that way.”

“Calm down. I merely meant you kiss me as if…” She found this more difficult then she imagined. Noor could shatter all her whimsical hope by a single response. Inhaling and releasing slowly, Allura continued. She needed to know. “You kiss me as if you love me.”

He was a handsome devil, an allure magnified by his full smile he bestowed on her. “I do love you.” He sealed the commitment with a kiss.

All was right in the world.

Noor braced against moss-covered rocks, Allura in his arms and between his thighs, the ripple of water flowing soothingly over their bodies. He cupped his hands and poured the warmth over her breasts, and then massaged the liquid into her skin in a small kneading pattern. The trickle of water coupled with the heat of his hands caused flagrant pulses to heighten her already inflamed vagina. They had shared intimate moments orally with mutual masturbation, but otherwise he hadn’t had sex with her in so long she forgot about the last time.

As if he read her thoughts, his voice entered the silence. “It’s not because I haven’t wanted you.” He shifted, and she cradled against his shoulder. He caught her hand in his and glided it along her swollen belly down between her thighs, which she spread willingly, wanting his touch where she needed him the most. Nearly crazed, she felt a deep-rooted desire surface strong and pound through her pussy. It left her body screaming to feel his engorged cock and exquisite feel of penetration.

Noor obliged, entering Allura with two fingers, deliciously deep, filling and tantalizing with slow progression. He plunged and withdrew, repeatedly submerging to the depths until she sobbed for completion. “Okay, baby.” He coaxed and cajoled until she held tight as a rubberband and then snapped in a volatile orgasm that left her breathless.

Basking in the moment and nicely sedated, she took a moment to speak. “That was exceedingly pleasing. However, I was hoping for something more…” Her words faded when Noor moved, and she became mesmerized by the upthrust turgid length that bobbed like a buoy in the current. Unconsciously, Allura licked her lips. “More huge, hot, and hard.”

“That is one of the things I love about you, straightforward and not a shy bone in your gorgeous body.” He nuzzled her nose affectionately, backed up, and poised on his knees. He jutted his hips outward, offering her full view of his erection. “Is this what you want?”

She laughed lightly. “I’m to grovel now?”

“You needn’t beg anything of me. I’m yours for the taking—come and get what you want,” he said in a lazy drawl that turned primal when she collapsed her mouth over his length and sucked to the back of her throat. His hands cupped her breasts and caressed gently on overly sensitive nipples, pulling at the crests and drawing whimpers from Allura. She suckled and lathed her tongue over the crown, lapping greedily at the dots of fluid that seeped into her mouth.

“Damn, I want you,” he groaned, and then withdrew, sliding out of her mouth. He looked disgruntled about something and uncertain. He ran his fingers through his hair and exhaled. “I don’t want to hurt the baby. I shouldn’t allow this.”

“We can be really, really careful. I would not think to jeopardize our child. Nor am I delicate china easily broken. Must I beg?” Noor didn’t respond. She tried to touch him and he stepped away and stood with his hands clenched at his sides. She gave chase. This was all new to her, having to resist temptation with her husband nude, gloriously available, yet so distant with the limits he put between them.

“This is not a good idea.” She heard him. She wasn’t convinced he wanted to deny her. His body was too tight, as he struggled for control. With the merest touch, she lightly ran her fingers over his hip and felt him shudder slightly. Hunger entered and seized inside her body knowing how hard Noor tried to resist her. He wanted her. She ached for him.

“It’s not as if I don’t want you, sweetie. You understand that, right?”

“I don’t want to understand. Nor do you…this.” She wrapped her arms around his waist, pressed into his back, grasped his rigid length between her fingers and squeezed eliciting a low moan to escape Noor’s lips. “I need you.”

“Damnit, Allura, you destroy me with your tempestuous appetite and propensity for not taking no for an answer.”

She smiled conciliatory. “We could bargain for an agreement based on your terms.”

Noor grunted. He turned and faced her. His fingers grazed her cheek softly. “Sweetie, we both know what that means. You get your way.”

“And you will get yours. Is that such a bad outcome?” she said softly.

“You’re not going to get what you want, Allura, so stop teasing. I won’t do anything to harm the baby,” he said brusquely.

“What if you make love to me in an unconventional way that wouldn’t require you to enter me.” She flicked a glance at him. “Well, not where I want you to be. You can take me however you want as long as you put your cock inside me.”

Inhaling sharply, his eyes darkened to smoldering and she knew he was recalling their encounter in the tub where he’d introduced her to the forbidden pleasure of anal copulation. His expression revealed he was digesting her offer, seriously.

She remembered the wanton act and a flagrant rush of wanting wiggled through her body.

“What are your terms?” His question laced thickly with arousal.

“You inside me is the only condition.”

“Damn you, you little hot blooded hellcat.” He said it smiling, as he picked her up effortlessly and carried them to a grassy area where a blanket lay conveniently.

He laid her down gently and came over her, careful to keep his weight off her stomach. He ran his fingers down and over her breasts making Allura tremble slightly. The feel of his fingers stroking her oversensitive nipples with a tender assault made her arch up into the diabolical touch heating her to the core as he teased the ripe swells with his tongue. She lifted to bury her nose into his shoulder, inhaling the fresh scent of his body, smelling like a breeze and soap and palpable. She licked the moisture from his shoulder, twirled her tongue over the strong chords of his neck, suckling at his pulse beating there.

Shamelessly, she let her thighs fall open and pulled him toward her until she felt the heavy crown glide and part her folds. She sighed pleasurably, ran a hand down between them, and cupped his erection to guide it where she wanted it to be.

“Oh, no, by my terms remember?”

“Of course, whatever you desire, Noor.”

“That’s what fucking bothering me. You should deny me, Allura, because I’m not sure how accommodating I can be at this moment with the rage of desire strumming hard inside me. I don’t want to hold back.”

“Then don’t,” she whispered, caressing his jaw, tenderly.

“You’re going to be the death of me.” He grinned. His mouth made contact with her nipples where he suckled. Then he reared back and looked fascinated at her breast. “There are droplets of milk leaking.”

Allura looked at him, smiled, and framed his face and put it back to her nipples where he enclosed both globes between his fingers and suckled. She moaned captivated by the new surge of lust feeling him feast at her breasts, licking, sucking until she twisted in rapture and begged for more. “Wonderful…more,” she murmured tangling her fingers in his hair, her mind wrapped in bliss.

Forever obliging, Noor gave into her demands for satisfaction, and cupped her ass. He lifted covering her mound with his hand, fingers delved into her pussy until she soaked his fingers. Then he eased the lubricant between the tight tunnel until she eased and he could invade unhampered.

She went wild, feeling desperate, craving. “Don’t you dare make me wait,” she said sharply. Her need driving the brisk demand and she knew Noor recognized this and smiled benevolently.

She gazed down between them watching with abated breathe as he wrapped his palm around the bulging head, squeezed, and pushed forward to enter her. She shut her eyes, daring to breathe, and her eyelids fluttered open as he pressed inside her. The wonderment of feeling crammed pleasurably filled her with an untamed need, striking chords of heat to surface, as eagerness immerged strong and intoxicated her senses.

“Noor.” She sobbed. When he completed his entry, she lost all coherent thought, and started shaking. The tremors increased as he masterfully thrust, a steady ebb and flow, extending her unbelievably until she became pliant and accepted his forges with relish. She clutched his arms, digging her nails into his flesh leaving indentions, as wave after wave rolled over her and Noor made her frantic. The scream of pleasure caught in her throat…he rubbed the pad of his thumb over her clit in slow circles as he repeatedly pumped inside her ass. She panted, and gust of air escaped her mouth, as he thrust with measured strokes leaving her teetering on the brink.

Then when she felt she was about to expire, he pushed to the depths and simultaneously drove his fingers into her pussy, she cried out in delirium and climaxed so hard she couldn’t stop quaking. It took every ounce of her energy, but she fell backwards into the grass and lay dazed. Noor came over her, his arms balanced on either sides of her face, his weight safely off her belly, and he moved up and picked up the rhythm that began another round of throbbing to surface inside her pussy.

She writhed, dug her nails into the grass, and raised her thighs that drove him deeper still. He kissed her mouth, hotly, lips sensually demanding, and continued fucking inside her. Feverishly succumbing, wilting under the attention, she feel once again under the spell of Noor and lapsed into another orgasm that shattered through her. Noor quickly followed in her wake, his great body heaving, struggling for constraint that he lost—he came hard pouring an endless amount of semen inside her ass in total surrender.

* * * *

There was no denying the woman anything and somehow he managed, to his distress. He brought her to climax too many times to recall. In the end, even after he released twice, inside her mouth and rear, his cock was still hard and demanding attention. He quickly dismissed the yearning knowing he couldn’t make love to her like she wished. It was the foremost thought inside his mind along with the belief that maybe he hadn’t pleased her. Lately, he breathed to please Allura to the point he felt nerveless in her presence to refuse her anything.

“Are you satisfied?”

“I’m getting there.” She purred.

Noor intentionally dramatically groaned, and she laughed.

He had bathed them sufficiently, helped Allura wash and rinse her hair, and then rested back and enjoyed the ripple of water caress them as they relaxed in the steamy water that kept their bodies warm from the slight breeze.

He held her close. She laid with her back against his chest and he wrapped his arms securely around her belly. Occasionally, he let his fingers drift over her swollen stomach before he cuddled her there.

Allura said. “I want to stay here forever.”