Hi all! I know that I’ve been slacking off with the Holy Wow feature the last few weeks, but I haven’t really seen or read anything that’s completely blown my mind. Luckily, though, Kresley Cole has changed that. You may remember that I said the sex in A Hunger Like No Other was crazy hot, so I’ve decided to share some of it with you. If this little snippet doesn’t have you racing to buy this book, nothing will.
This is the first time Emma and Lachlain have actually had sex, although they’ve had sexy time before, and it doubles as a sort of claiming ritual. Lachlain is a bit of a talker which, coupled with the accent, makes him so extremely hot.
To her relief, he stopped thrusting, though she wondered how he had when she could feel his body shaking all around her, his shaft so huge and throbbing within her.
He drew her up as he went to his knees, putting her back against his chest and taking her arms to guide them up around his neck, locking them there. “Hold on tae me.”
When she nodded, he skimmed his fingers from her shoulders over her breasts and down, then dipped both of his hands to cup and stroke her between her legs. When her wetness returned in a rush, he still refrained from thrusting. Instead he thumbed her nipples and palmed her breasts for long, long moments until she was panting again, feeling a desperate lust like she had when he’d teased her that night in the bathroom. No, worse than that, because now she knew exactly what she’d been missing.
Remembering her frustration that night and fearing he’d subject her to that again, she wriggled her hips against him.
He growled low in her ear, “Do you want more?”
“Go tae your hands again… let me give it to you.”
As soon as she did, he clutched her hips, slowly withdrew, then eased deeper within her. She cried out, this time in pleasure. When she arched her back and worked her knees wide again, he groaned her name in answer, but his voice had changed. Still deep but guttural, grating. Almost… snarling.
Another thrust inside her, this time more forceful. Groans, growling. Hers as well?
Thoughts were growing dim as the pleasure increased. Each measured withdrawal made her whimper, each time his skin slapped against hers as he bucked into her made her cry out for more. Her lips curled when the air charged with electricity, and she gloried in the sky, in the scents, in Lachlain wedged deep inside her. He stretched down over her back, and she felt his mouth on her neck. Felt his bite, but not like hers, not piercing the skin, but she reveled in it as if she’d accomplished it.
“Going tae come so hard,” he snarled against her skin, “you’ll feel it like a thrust of my cock.”
She climaxed once more, screaming in ecstasy to the sky, throwing her head back to his shoulder, wanting his mouth at her neck.
“Ah, God, yes,” he yelled, then returned to his bite… She did feel him ejaculate, forcefully, pumping his seed so hotly inside her.
Yet when he was finished, he didn’t stop thrusting.
Chapter 26, page 254-255
This scene carries on for at least three more pages. It was smoking. All I can say is that Emma is one lucky, lucky, girl.