“I’ve known you for like a month or so,” I said weakly.
“Doesn’t matter.” His voice dropped, commanding. “You’re mine. I’m yours. This is how it works.” He pressed a kiss to my hip, just above the edge of my underwear. “I’m proud to wear your name every single day for the rest of my life. You own me, Riley.”
“That’s... that’s...”
“The truth.” Another kiss, lower. “Now stop thinking about it.”
“Stop thinking about the fact that you permanently marked your body with my name after knowing me for a month? No, not months. Scratch that. After knowing me fordays?! Just... stop thinking about that?”
“Yes.” He looked up at me, eyes dark with promise. “Never mind. I can make you forget myself.”
I frowned and opened my mouth to arguehowhe could make me forget, but then his fingers hooked in the waistband of my underwear, and the argument died in my throat.Oh.
“These need to go,” he said, voice rough. “Now let me taste what’s mine.”
He pulled them down slowly, reverently, pressing kisses to my thighs as he went. I was trembling with anticipation, and when he settled between my legs, I forgot how to breathe.
“Caelan...”
“Be quiet.” His breath was hot against my core. “Let me worship you.”
And then his mouth was on me, and I stopped thinking entirely.
He ate me out with single-minded focus. I was the only sustenance he needed. His tongue was relentless, traveling around my folds, from my seam to my clit, sucking sharp and smoothing it with quick strokes of his tongue. He found every sensitive spot and ravished me, working me with devastating precision. He licked, sucked, devoured me as if he was starving for this.
I was writhing, gasping, hands fisting in the sheets because if I grabbed his hair I might rip it out.
“Oh god... Caelan... fuck...”
He growled against me, and the vibration sent sparks up my spine. Then he slid two fingers inside me, curling them, finding a spot deep inside my pussy that made me see stars.Yes.Fuck, yes.
“So wet,” he groaned, not lifting his mouth. “You taste better than any nectar from the gods.”
His fingers thrust deeper, his tongue circling my clit, and I was climbing fast. Too fast. My thighs were shaking around his head.
“I’m going to... I’m...”
“Come,” he commanded, the alpha in his voice undeniable. “Now.”
“Caelan, yes!” I shattered. The orgasm crashed through me in waves, my whole body shaking as he kept licking and tasting, drawing out every last tremor until I was boneless, gasping.
When he finally lifted his head, his chin was wet and his eyes were glowing amber.
“Beautiful,” he said, satisfaction making his tone ragged. “And all fucking mine.”
“Get up here,” I demanded, reaching for him. “Now.”
He obeyed. Crawled up my body, trailing his lips over my stomach, the valley between my breasts, my collarbone, my neck. When he reached my mouth, I pulled him into a deep kiss, tasting myself on his tongue.
“I need you,” I whispered. “Inside me. Now.”
Caelan paused, his thick cock positioned between my thighs, the head rubbing against my wet slit in a delicious way, and hesitation flickered across his face.
“Wait... should we... do you need protective-”
I blinked, trying to get my brain to function through the haze of desire. “I’m clean. And I’m on the pill.”
He frowned. “Clean of what? Diseases?”
