Still perched over his shoulder, she couldn't help but admire the master suite, the little she was able to glance at anyway upside down.

Adorned by heavy deep blue remote operated curtains covering the floor to ceiling windows, and double glass french doors leading up to the penthouse terrace with it's infinity edge pool overlooking a breathtaking view of Central Park.

The bedroom itself was massive, and she wouldn't be surprised if it was bigger than her condo, but the custom made humongous four poster bed still dominated the room.

Gliding down his hardboard chest, her swollen breasts pressed hard against him with his arms still wrapped around her waist. There planted firmly with her toes curling around the soft plush carpet on the floor, she was suddenly very aware of where she was standing.

Gosh he was a beautiful man.

From this close she could easily make out specks of gold in his piercing green eyes underneath those envious long eyelashes.

He hadn't given her so far any reason not to trust him, and they've spoken about safety words and stuff, but in reality could she trust him? Could she really let herself be that vulnerable? What if he didn't adhere to the rules and ignores her pleas?

What if...?

Her body stiffens in his arms with her old fears rearing their ugly heads in. She couldn't help it.

One of his hands traveled from the small of her back, up to her neck where he held her for a second, and placed a soft kiss on her forehead.

"You are thinking too much baby" he whispered against her temple.

Her breath hitched at the sound of the word of endearment. It sounded nothing like the sleazy ways she is used to hearing it from the morons out there cat calling her while walking down a street.

The way it fell out of his mouth, the word was drenched with something she couldn't quite understand yet, but it nonetheless made her shiver.

A slight whimper escaped her mouth surprising her, her mind finally aware of his long fingers deep inside, lost within her hair massaging her scalp.

Her legs gave out on her and she would certainly fall if he wasn't still holding her tightly around her waist with his other arm.

"I got you." he says in velvety smooth tone that makes her inside quiver.

She then realized what he was doing.

He'd sense how nervous she had suddenly become, and he soothed her.

She opens her eyes and looks up at him.

She had to force herself to keep her gaze locked onto his.

He had a powerful aura that she could imagine would make anyone submit to him. But she was determined to really look at him.

How could a man like that want her?

And want her he really did. If the almost painful look of need plastered on his face wasn't convincing enough, the hard length she was feeling between them sealed the deal.

His fingers were magical. She oughta pay him for this amazing head massage. Her whole body relaxed and she breathe out a sigh of contentment.

He chuckled lightly, and kisses the tip of her nose, then her eyes, her cheeks... Pauses.

Just hair breath away from her lips, he lingered.

Everything around them seems to freeze, and he could clearly hear both of their hearts echoing through the room. Then she took the last step and crashed her lips to his.

Her lips so soft, brushing delicately against his, teasing him.

She detached their lips, stretches her arms around his neck drawing him closer, while he gladly cups her lush globes grinding her against his hard cock through their clothes.

Their noses touching, his gaze fixed on her lips, his body lost on the warmth of her embrace, then he took his lips against hers.

Kissing her was better than he could have ever imagined.

And fuck if he wasn't mad that it took him this long to feel those lips against his. He slipped his tongue in her mouth and when they touched, a soft moan escaped her sending shock waves straight to his cock. Everything drifted away. Only she matters, only those lips, her tongue.

For the first time he wasn't trying to dominate. Their tongues danced together perfectly. His hand now rested on her neck, with his thumb rubbing along her jaw, he kissed her like he needed her to breathe. Like her sweet nectar was the essence he has been waiting for all his life to become whole.

How much can one convey from a kiss anyway. Because more than anything he had the sudden urge to make her understand how he l...

Fuck!

***

It was the sheer desperation of the kiss that almost knocked her on her ass. Never has she ever been kissed this way before. Never has she felt butterflies at the pit of her belly because of a set of lips. Never has she ever felt so safe, so warm, so complete. She was floating and never wanted to come back down. He sucked on her tongue, then she heard a woman's moan and it didn't even register that it was her.

They could have been kissing for a minute or ten hours, it didn't matter. Nothing else mattered but being held by him.

God it felt good to being held by him. Her heart shook at the realization. But fuck it. She didn't want to let go.

Please don't let go.

But they had to breathe at some point.

Their lips parted, and for a moment all they could hear was their ragged breath. He took two steps back, leaving her shaking slightly after losing the support of his strong arms.

"Take off your dress Natalia."

She could feel his eyes never leaving her, not moving an inch. He didn't even look like he was breathing anymore. He stood there watching her, waiting for her to do as she was told.

She took off the spaghetti straps and unceremoniously let the dress fall down at her feet.

***

Naked.

Jesus.

She was fucking gorgeous. Lush and thick in all the right places.

He licks his lips thinking of all he wanted to do to her body. If only she could read his mind, she'd run for the hills.

But tonight was not about him. Danm the ache in his pants. He'll have to endure and control himself, because tonight he wanted her to feel... everything.

He walks back up to her, after taking his sweet time inspecting every inch of her with his eyes. Now it was time to explore with the rest of his senses.

He stalks toward her and graze the back of his hand on her nipples. Goosebumps erected all over her body. Her big beautiful hazel eyes looking up at him...pleading.

"Get on the Bed ma belle and lay down" he says in a barely above whisper.

She was sprawled out for him. Bare for his enjoyment. He wanted nothing more but to dip his cock into her sweet core, but instead he reached for an edible massage body oil on one of his nightstands.

"Henri..."

"Shh baby, let me take care of you." he whispers in her ear. "Close your eyes and just relax."

His voice was so soothing and without questions she closed her eyes.

After hearing a few shuffling around, a few seconds later she felt the warm feeling of the oil trickling down all over body. The sweet aroma of almond and honey engulfed the room which calmed her down even more.

She let out a small yelp when he yanks her by the ankles towards him closer to the edge of the bed, and went on to thoroughly rub her down from her toes to her ears.

Her body putty in his hands, her pussy drenching wet. All doubts were gone or any comprehensive thoughts actually. She was reduced to nothing but a moaning mess under his masterful fingers, and he hadn't even started fucking her yet. He's just spent his sweet time bringing her over the edge over and over again refusing to let her come.

She was just about to lose her mind when he flipped her around, spanks her at one moment, massages her globes at the next, then bit them, kissed them then right back around to spanking them. It was a constant bombardment for her senses. Her mind could no longer think, so she was left with nothing else to do but to feel.

Feel it , when he spread her butt cheeks and used her pussy juice to lubricate that entrance and slipped his thumb in.

Feel it, when he continued to pump more fingers in an out of her puckered hole and bent down to her ears and promise to fuck and use every holes she has soon and claim her over and over again.

Feel it, when he flipped her around again and spent another torturous session of his lips and tongue on her skin, her nipples sucking, tugging and pinching them sending a slew of electricity through her body.

"Please Henri" she begged.

"Open your eyes baby."

She blinks a few times to adjust to the lights in the room. Her gaze immediately focused on the Greek god in front of her. Sex on legs she should start calling him. Chris Hemsworth has got nothing on him.

His long hair still flowing freely against his tan skin all around his broad shoulders down his hard pecs. His chiseled abs and the unholy V thingy that was forging the sinful path straight to heaven earth was begging and screaming at her to dive in and lick and memorize every inch of his body, because no way is this fine specimen real.

She pouted a bit once she noticed he was still wearing his underwear.

***

Fuck!

if she kept looking at him this way, this was going to be a real embarrassing night. He already had to think of all kind of crazy shit when he was massaging her, listening her moans and groans in order to keep from shooting his loads early in his pants.

"Tell me what you want baby."

"Henri please... You know what I want."

She was definitely not used to verbalize what lewd acts she wanted to be done to her.

"Communication is key ma belle. This wasn't a request... Tell me what you want."

"Fuck me."

"Fuck you?... With what? Where baby? Do you want me to slide my dick down your throat and face fuck that beautiful face of yours. be specific"

His fingers were still relentlessly pumping in and out of her and he expected her to be able to express what she needed from him coherently?

"Sir please... I need you cock buried in my pussy fucking my brains out... Now!"

"Good girl."

He did quick work of his underwear, and she was suddenly a little scared when his dick sprang free.

"Trust me baby, you can take it" he tried to reassure her like he could read her mind.

He moves on top of her, between her legs, and planted a breathtaking kiss on her lips all the while slowly thrusting his mushroom head into her pussy.

Inch by inch he went in, until he was balls deep and stopped moving waiting for her to adjust which he should get a medal for.

"You can move" she said in breathy voice.

And that's all he needed to hear.

He pulled all the way of her just to ram back in her in one thrust.

She held on to his bulging biceps for dear life, digging in her nails on his skin drawing blood. That twinge of pain only made him want to fuck her even harder.

She licks her lips as she watched his perfect abs contract with every thrust.

Home. That's what it felt like for Henri having his cock deep in her. She fitted perfectly. She is that missing piece he didn't even know he was searching for.

"So tight kitten, so warm, so wet. Your cunt is perfect for me. Your perfect for me."

She could have sworn his eyes flashed gold but in her state she really couldn't trust what she saw. She watched as he retreats from her and rams back into her over and over again brushing her clit everytime.

" Oh God sir, please... "

" What...are...you...begging for kitten" he plops down and put a bit more of his weight onto her, slipping his arms under her, hugging her to suck and kiss on that spot in the crook of her neck, she didn't even know was so sensitive.

"You want to come is that it kitten?... Mmm?... You want to spray your juice all over my cock and milk me don't you?"

"Yesss yes yes, please."

"whose pussy is this Natalia?"

"Oh God... Yours sir, this pussy is all yours. Please I can't take it anymore."

His pace quickened even more feeling her tight walls around him getting even tighter contracting.

"Come for me kitten.. Now... Do it now!"

As he commanded, a violent shake overcame her. She tighten her legs around his waist and arms around his neck. Head tilted back, a blush passed over her chest while her eyes rolled behind her head.

As he rode her last wave with her, he shout out a last grunt as he buried himself deeper and shot hot spunk inside of her.

They were both panting when he rolled off her afraid to squash her if he stayed longer.

"That was..."

"Yea... How can you still be hard!?"

"oh Kitten, you should be warned and get prepared because I'm always going to want more of that sweet pussy of yours... But don't worry I will let you rest tonight."

He got up and head to the en suite, came back and picked her up off the bed like she was air and headed over the bathroom.

She tried to protest to let her walk.

" Hush baby, like I said... I got you. "

That was so foreign to her. Having someone taking care of her. She had missed out on so much throughout her life, so she decided she will forever remember this moment.

So...She watched him flipped a switch and his tub filled up.

She watched him gently placed her in the tub. It smelled of lavender. Then she watched him slipped behind her in the tub.

She had to turn her head around to keep looking at him, and it was definitely weird but to his credit he said nothing. He washed both of them, when they were done toweled them dry, carried her back to the bedroom, helped her into one of his shirts and gave her night cap. And all of this times, not once has her gaze strayed away from his face.

When he'd finally join her in the bed after drying his hair, grabbed her waist and held her tightly against his chest.

The dam broke.

"Baby what's wrong? Did I hurt you?"

He must have pushed her too hard.

"No, you didn't..." sniff. "you were perfect.. I don't know why I'm crying. I don't usually cry. It was all just..."

"It was intense."

"Mmm"

"And you started feeling more than you thought you would because of that intensity."

"Yes" she mumbled.

"IT'S all normal kitten and I'm right here and not going anywhere." he says as he strokes her back and kissing the back of her neck.

She turned towards him and hugged his chest and found a comfortable spot against him.

She is OK. He sigh a little bit relieved.

Now he had something else he had to deal with.

For a split second he lost control, and he could swear he heard his lion speak.

That would be a doozy, especially since the animal spirits stopped speaking to their human counterparts ages ago. That is if it ever even really happened.

It was only found in fairytale books next to the stories of the Moon Goddess giving out soulmates.

And yet...

He very clearly heard

'Mate!.. She is our Mate!

***