He shuddered against her, inadvertently pressing his cock into her belly.The rub of the silk toga against his chest had him jolting to attention.“We can’t dirty the robes,” he told her somberly.
Her eyes widened with suppressed amusement.“God forbid.”
“We can dirty you though.”
She chuckled, opened her arms, and fell back against the bed.“I look forward to it.”
He’d never expected her to be like this.Never expected they would come together with laughter and smiles, but he was glad of it.Glad she could surprise him.Hoped that would never change.
Carefully pooling the silk on the floor, he stepped toward her, kneeled against the side of the bed, and climbed onto the mattress.It rocked a little, but he didn’t care.He just looked at her.
All of her.
Bared to him.
He growled under his breath.“You’re fucking perfect.”And she was.Her cheeks tinged bright pink, and he loved it.
Loved her at that moment.
Adored that she was capable of lying there, fully nude, every part of her exposed to him, and yet, so innocent with the becoming blush staining her cheeks a healthy pink.
“You’re like whipped cream,” he teased her.“I want to eat you all up.”
She grinned.“Like on pumpkin pie?”
“Exactly like that,” he said seriously, then spoiled it by diving down to anoint her nipples with a teasing kiss.She let out a squeak that had him shooting her a grin, but he ignored it to trace his tongue down the central line of her torso, not stopping until he could kiss the soft curls at the apex of her thighs, and then could dive down to taste her sweetest parts.
She immediately clamped her legs around his head.“What are you doing?”she said with a little shriek, her hands coming up to grab a hold of his hair.
“What does it look like?”he asked, cocking a brow at her.Then, he made a show of sniffing her and licking his lips.“Hope you taste as good as you smell.”
Her hands moved from their attempts at scalping him to covering her face.“You did not just say that.”
Laughter roared from him, and he reached up to pull her thighs aside.“Let me at ya,” he commanded, then ignoring her squeaks, sought out the honey both man and beast wanted to taste.
When he did, both sides of him, for the first time in forever, were at peace.
Jesus, she tasted good.Like sugar and spice and all things nice, he thought mockingly, as he curled his tongue around her clit and sucked down hard.As he supped from her, letting his tongue slide through her folds, teasing her as he went, he thought about how perfect she tasted, how right she was for him.
He slurped at her clit, loving the noises she made.The ‘Ohmigod’ and the swearing...Christ, she swore like a trooper, and he loved it.Loved all of it.With a moan against her clit, he whispered, “Come for me, baby.”
The vibrations had her rearing up, her hips flexing as she jerked at the sensation.Then, she rode his face, rocking her hips back and forth as she sought her pleasure.When it came, her hips jerked off the bed, jarring him away from her pussy.He growled at being denied her release, but quickly grabbed a hold of her thighs, dragged her down, and pressed his cock to her cunt.
She moaned at the fullness, but quickly swallowed him up.Jesus, she took all of him.All he had to give, and the inner pulsing of her muscles nigh on drove him insane.He grunted as she tightened around him, hard, and then whispered, “Fuck me, Ryan.Please.Make me yours.”
He’d not come to find her with this on his mind.He’d never expected the day to end with him having taken his mate, but he was fucking glad this had happened.
With a roar, he began to fuck her.Doing as she’d asked, giving her all he had to give.
The bedhead rocked against the back wall.The mattress squeaked.And her moans were loud enough for everyone in the Pride to hear.
Neither of them cared.
Neither gave a damn.
Nothing mattered but them.
She came with a loud wail as he impaled her on his shaft, filling her, giving her every inch of him.She curled up as she climaxed, clutching at his shoulders as they rode the waves of bliss together.He soared as she started to come down from her own high, but sweet Jesus, the way she fluttered around him, the way those silky inner muscles caressed him from tip to base had him seeing stars.
