How did she feel this fucking good?
Clover was a delicious, squirming mess beneath me, taking every brutal stroke and still trying to give it back. Was it possible to fuck her so hard we became a single entity? My cock in her wasn’t enough. I wanted to plaster every inch of her to me at once, but then I couldn’t fuck her or bite her the way I wanted.
I offered her my fingers, and she took two of them between her lips, sliding her tongue along the underside of each before biting down to keep me right there.
Her moans were muffled this way, but nothing kept her completely quiet. Each time our hips snapped together, she blessed me with a new one, and I would drive into her until my body gave out so I could have that sound in my ears.
Fucking doomed.
Having her only made the craving worse. She wasn’t allowed to leave my bed after this. She wasn’t justanomega now that I’d tasted her.
Clover wasmine, and I was going to keep her.
She burst in a rush of slick beneath me, shuddering and writhing, but I kept fucking, refusing to slow until I had nochoice. My hips were already protesting, but my brain made the demandveryclear. She was getting fucked until we both collapsed.
Her whimper sent me over the edge, and I jerked back to keep my knot from sealing us together. I wanted her cunt wrapped around it, but that meant the fucking stopped. Grinding it against her entrance pitched her sounds higher, and she started shivering even more than when she came.
Every whine spurred me on. There was no finesse as I fucked her like a damn battering ram, but shelovedit, spreading her legs even wider and practically sobbing as her tongue lapped at my fingers.
She pulled away to beg, a string of desperateplease, please, pleasetumbling out of her. Clover’s shaking grew unruly as I felt the first hint of give against my knot. “Don’t stop. Don’t fucking stop. Oh mygod.”
I ground hard against her. Both of us were covered in slick, and it eased some, but not all, of my effort. Her body caved, her cunt giving way to swallow up my knot. The sensation of how tight she was gliding around me drop-kicked me over the edge. Clover’s scream abruptly cut off as she passed out beneath me and dragged me into the darkness with her.
Chapter 14
Clover
Was I dead?
No. Sore, but not dead. Every bit of me felt like it was made of lead, and I didn’t have nearly enough energy to move. Steady breathing was about all I could manage. How was every one-night stand better than the last? I was pretty certain I would perish if it got better than this one.
My pussy had been well and truly fucked. I wasn’t even sure I’d be able to walk, but it also felt fucking amazing. Sometimes I liked a reminder of the night before as I went through my day, and this experience would definitely be going into the spank bank, alongside my time with Hunter and Car Cutie.
I’d meant to leave a lot earlier. It was already daytime, but I was so thoroughly exhausted andsocomfortable that the idea of getting out of this bed had zero appeal.
Logan dragged me closer, the warm breath of his sigh making me shiver as much as his stiff cock tucked against my ass. The air was absolutely drenched with peonies and sandalwood. It was soaked into the sheets and clung to my skin, filling my lungs and making my head swim.
He planted a line of kisses along the back of my shoulder. An experimental rock of his hips told me the exact direction of histhoughts this morning, and I couldn’t fault him one bit, because the heat of him against me made my pussy clench.
“Didn’t get enough of me last night?” Wow, when did my voice get that gravelly? Apparently I’d screamed myself half hoarse.
He growled. “Never.”
I wrangled together enough energy to shift my hips and give him quiet permission. My breath choked off at the first press of his tip inside me. Goddamn. He’d fucked me into next week, but even with the tenderness, my pussy was eager to experience him again.
Logan was a lot softer this time around. His power still hung in the air as he slid his palm up my body to cradle my throat. I melted instantly at the possessive hold.
I hadn’t given either of the others a chance to show me what a morning after would be like. If it involved luxurious fucking while an alpha hottie held me like a treasure, I could get on board. I shuddered with each slow thrust. Already breathless and needy, I thought about asking him to go harder, but I was pretty sure I mightactuallydie if he gave me a taste of last night right now.
Mistakes were probably made. Logan hadwaymore possessive vibes than my last two impromptu lovers and seemed like he might put up more of a fuss when I went on my way. Except…not going on my way, or at least not for long, was pretty damn enticing at the moment. I deserved breakfast tacos after this. If I didn’t refuel, I’d be stumbling around like a baby deer all day.
My best chance to skate by unnoticed would be to disappear while he showered, sprint home—unlikely, with the barely-able-to-walk situation going on—and stealth crawl across Meadow’s yard to the guesthouse in the hope that no one saw me. I could pretend I’d been asleep the entire time. I didn’t have a hangover,but Meadow wouldn’t be able to tell the difference between that and me moving slow after being fucked six ways to Sunday.
The plan blitzed right out of my head when Logan rolled me onto my back and climbed on top, looking like he was ready to eat me for breakfast.
“Good morning, gorgeous.” His cock slipped back inside me with a low groan out of him as his lips trailed over my throat.
“Hi,” I squeaked.
