Never before posted excerpt – warning…explicit 1st sex scene between the main characters in the story! The Mating Ritual.
She wasn’t afraid of rape, she was afraid of herself. It had been so long since she’d had sex, and lately the toys in her nightstand drawer weren’t satisfying her needs. This man, Cormac, was the ideal version of the Viking hero in the last romance novel she’d read. How many times had she masturbated with that damn Viking on her mind? Now here he was, in the flesh, and she was growing exceedingly horny. It wasn’t like Toni to think about doing it with a stranger, not to mention while in a situation that was beyond weird.
The next thing Toni knew she was flush against Cormac. Her nipples were hard and tingling, and a strong, undeniable feeling of desire fluttered wildly inside her belly. The arousal she saw on his face frightened her in its intensity, but what she felt was even more frightening. The way he held himself, the way his nostrils flared as if taking in her scent, trying to determine if she was receptive, made her hot. She already knew he was turned on, and with him, it was palpable. His cock was pounding against her like some medieval weapon, ready to invade her body and claim victory. Oh, lord, there was that Viking again! Staring into his eyes, filled with lust, Toni shook her head no.
Suddenly he picked her up until their faces were level. She opened her mouth to speak, but the words were locked in her throat. His warm breath bathed her face, and then his tongue was against her lips, tracing them. She gasped at the sensuousness of it, her body buzzing with hunger while she waited for his kiss. He surprised her by lifting her higher, until her breasts were even with his mouth.
Her eyes rounded and she quivered, sucking in her breath. He wouldn’t! But he did. His tongue came out and traced her hard nipples through the thin film covering them. Wet heat surged through Toni, and she knew that her body was preparing for his possession. Then he took one breast into his mouth and suckled on it as if he was getting nourishment. Toni closed her eyes and moaned loudly, suddenly coming alive.
The strong pull of his mouth caused the floodgates to open. She couldn’t believe the intensity of craving she was experiencing, what he was drawing from her love-starved body. Her heart raced. She waited with breathless anticipation when he finally moved onto her other breast, and repeated his action. A sharp sensation zinged all the way down to her aching cunt. It was crazy, but nothing seemed to matter at that moment except what he was making her feel.
Oh God! Why don’t I stop him? This isn’t real! Only it was all too real. And Toni’s emotions were wreaking havoc on her common sense to the point that she had none. She was shocked that she was enjoying his foreplay, which was amazingly erotic. How could such a man, who appeared so rough-edged, be this intuitive to a woman’s needs? To her desire?
Toni recognized that the moans echoing around them were hers, mingling with Cormac’s guttural-like sounds. She felt his long, hard, and hot cock poking against her. Good God, she marveled once again at how huge it was! If he fucked her, would she be able to take all of him? All she could think about was his warm mouth covering hers, and the rough feel of his tongue against hers. His kiss started out gentle, almost exploratory, until she squirmed against him, wanting more. Somehow, Toni had to convey her message.
She reached down and grabbed his cock through the hide covering it, and squeezed.
The growl that escaped him sounded more animal than human, and was the first sign that he might not be as human as he appeared. Toni should have been frightened, but she knew that it was a sound of pure animal lust erupting from his monstrous chest. His kiss turned rough, his tongue thrusting halfway down her throat and nearly gagging her. She was on fire inside. So many forbidden and lusty thoughts were running through her mind, the least of which was the reality that she was responding to his advances as if she’d done it hundreds of times before.
Without warning he lowered Toni to her feet, ripped off the covering from around his waist, and tossed it to the ground. Then he lowered Toni, following her down. He didn’t lay on her as she’d expected him to. He arranged himself on his knees between her legs, his eyes zeroing in on the triangle covering her pussy. She caught her breath when he hooked a finger beneath the elastic and pulled the thong from her body.
Oh God! She had to be dreaming! She raised her hips and almost came the second he inserted his long tongue inside her aching pussy. It felt so good. It didn’t matter that all she knew was his name that she was in a cave somewhere, giving herself to a man that might be part of something that shouldn’t exist. All Toni knew was that he was fulfilling a need in her that had been unfulfilled for too many months. She could think about regrets later because right now ecstasy consumed her.
Cormac pulled her hips up to his face, using his tongue like a piston, applying pleasure in all the right places. He massaged her throbbing clit with every spine-tingling jab, exploring every pleasure spot she knew of and discovering more, until Toni was barely able to breathe. How had he gotten so skilled? It didn’t matter, because the storm spiraling inside her promised to be an out-of-this-world experience.
Toni felt a powerful climax building fast. She couldn’t believe what was happening to her. If his tongue felt this good, what would his cock feel like? Just as she was on the brink of exploding, he stopped and moved up her body. It was as if he knew what was getting ready to happen. She felt his cock probing the entrance to her pussy and raised her hips, inviting him inside. Ever so slowly he inserted his sex into her, one delicious inch at a time, giving her time to stretch to his size.
Toni moaned wildly, pain and pleasure dueling for first place as the biggest cock she’d ever had was filling her. When Cormac was finally all the way inside of her he began to move, slowly at first, carefully watching Toni’s face every time he pulled out and thrust back in again. Was he afraid of hurting her? To soothe any unspoken concerns, she wrapped her legs around him and forced him deeper inside.
As his thrusts built in speed, Toni caressed his hard, muscular body wherever she could, noting that he was built like a marble statue, smooth, hard, defined. Her nails dug into his taut buttocks, urging him to go faster. He grunted, his hands moving up and down her curves and settling on her hips.
After a few moments he started to move faster and harder, releasing a roar right before Toni felt a heavy stream of cum saturate her insides. His violent release triggered hers, and she cried out with frenzied pleasure. Panting heavily, they moved against one another convulsively, and every time Cormac’s body jerked, Toni felt his cock release more semen.
He did that for what seemed like a very long time, amazing Toni. When he moved to the side, he brought her with him, remaining inside her. Her eyes flared with disbelief, he was still hard as stone.
“I hurt you?”
His concern surprised Toni. “No,” she said softly, embarrassed now that it was over. She wasn’t sorry though. She’d never done anything like this before, and she’d never felt this content after being with a man. But still she had to ask herself what had just happened. I’ve just had the best sex I’ve ever had, that’s what. How was she supposed to feel about that? Last night she’d been running from killers, and today she was fucking some kind of primitive mountain man.
As insane as it was, somehow she felt that might give her leverage over things to come.