"Say it again."

"What? That I want you inside me? That I need you to take me here?"

"Damn, Em. That does amazing things to my cock. But no, I meant say 'my love.'"

Emma used her grip on his hair to pull his face back from hers. She looked at him hard, the wheels turning swiftly in her brain.

"Elam, have I not told you how much I love you? I haven't, have I? Well let me fix that right now. I know we've had a lot going on, but there is no excuse for...Elam, I love you. I love you more and more every day. You are not what I expected when my dad dropped me off here to keep me out of trouble, by any means. But I love you.

You have captured my heart. My body needs your body like the fields need rain. I ache for you when you aren't near me. I think of you when you are away from me. You taught me to shift, to hunt, to make love, to fuck, and most of all- to love. I love you, Elam. I chose you. I chose to be your mate. I chose to be your lover. I chose to be your friend. I chose to give you my life, to remain here forever, yours, and I'm so very glad I did.

I love you, Elam, so very much already. And right now, I choose to have every inch of you buried deep inside me. I choose to love you, again and again, until I literally, physically burst with the pleasure of loving you. Please, show me how much you love me, and let me show you the same. Love me, Elam. Long, and loud. Gentle and rough. Please Elam, love me. Now."

Emma watched, word by word, meaning by meaning, as her words hit Elam. She squealed with delight as the light in his eyes grew and changed from adoring and careful and loving, to aroused and needy and heated.

His mouth found hers again, only this time his tenderness was overshadowed by need. He kissed her with primal desire. His tongue was thorough as he tasted every inch of her mouth, his hands wandering, pulling, tugging, until he found her wrists and suddenly pulled them up above her head, pinning her in place underneath him.

He kissed a path from just under her ear, down her neck and over the swells of her breasts. She was beautifully naked underneath him, and no barriers stood between them as his mouth teased a hot trail toward one pointed, pink nipple.

He teased the peak of her nipple with the very tip of his tongue before drawing it into his mouth and sucking on the sensitive nub.

She moaned her encouragement as she arched her back to press her breast more firmly against his mouth. He sucked harder, nipping the bud with his teeth before soothing it again with the flat of his tongue.

His hands released their grip on her wrists, one hand roaming over her body before cupping her other breast and aiming it toward his mouth so he could give that one equal attention, and his other arm helping to prop himself up to kiss Emma in all the ways he wanted to.

Emma decided that she wanted to take charge. She realized that Elam had tasted all of her, but she had yet to taste all of him. When she was in heat they had fucked like rabbits, but she'd never tasted him. She was determined to change that now.

Emma played with Elam, running her hand over his hard, muscular chest before pinching his nipples between her fingers and lightly running her fingernails down his chest, over his abs and back up. She placed her palm flat against his chest, and suddenly pushed.

She rolled toward him as she pushed, using his surprise as leverage to get him on his back. She straddled his hips and then his legs before he knew what happened, and was kissing her way down his chest and stomach before he even though to protest.

"You should be resting. I was going to help you relax."

She laughed, her breath against his stomach as her tongue licked a trail farther south.

"I am relaxing. Kissing you is very relaxing."

Her tongue dipped lower, following his trail of dark hair as it led to his lower abdomen, just above his thick, dark nest of hair.

She knelt between his spread thighs, kissing his stomach before working up the nerve to head lower. She'd never tasted him before, but she had touched him there, so she started with what she knew.

She wrapped her hand around his erect cock, feeling his warm, velvet skin against her palm. She started stroking him in her hand as she lightly bit and nipped the skin on his stomach and hips.

His moan above her as she stroked his cock in her hand was enough to urge her on. She angled his cock with her hand, aiming his cock head toward her lips. She looked him over as she wet her lips in anticipation. He was hard, and thick in her hand, the tip of him looking back at her in the seconds before she stuck out her tongue.

She licked him at first, starting slow. She ran her tongue over and around the tip of him, and then closed her lips over him, sliding him slowly into her mouth.

He was smooth against her tongue, slightly salty at the tip. It reminded her of a popsicle, so she decided to treat him accordingly. She sucked a little, gently, and was rewarded with a groan from somewhere deep inside Elam's chest.

Her grip tightened on his shaft as she started to bob her head, taking more of him into her mouth. She twirled her tongue over him as she stroked, exploring and enjoying the sounds he was making as she took her time.

She found an easy rhythm, one that he seemed to enjoy as well. She felt his hands slide into her hair, not forcing, but gently guiding her, showing her what he liked. She liked the rush of power that came with pleasing him this way. She loved knowing she was responsible for the sounds coming out of the back of his throat.

She started going faster, twisting her palm just so during every stroke of her lips over his shaft, but he soon stopped her by tugging slightly on her hair, urging her to stop.

"Emma, if you keep going..."

Before he could finish his thought, her eyes were already roaming over every inch of him. She loved how he looked laid out underneath her. She could see all of him that way, from his biceps and chest, tensed from making her stop, to his washboard flat abs just below her lips.

She looked lower, watched as her hand kept a slow motion up and down his cock, and she knew what she wanted to do next.

She let go of him, crawling on all fours over him until she was straddling the shaft of his cock with her bare breasts hovering over his mouth. She lowered herself some, kissing his lips as his hands explored her body just inches above his. She broke the kiss, sitting up on her knees and watching as he took himself in hand and aimed the head of his cock between her thighs.

She sat deliciously still as he rubbed the tip of his hard cock back and forth along her wet slit, teasing her with his hardness and circling her clit.

He aimed himself for her tight hole, letting her lower herself at her own speed.