“No, I’ve already contacted them. We’ll go there tomorrow before I have to go to work. We’ll pick up your personal items. You also have forms you need to fill out to officially join the CA.”
I wanted to grab that finger. “I need to sign-up for the intelligence unit’s exam, too.”
“I read in your file that’s where you wanted to be placed. I think you’ll be a good fit there if you pass the exam.”
“You read my file?”
“Of course.”
He leaned and bit my shoulder. Just a love bite. With his teeth holding on, he grinned up at me. His finger finally touched my flesh, dipping under the sleeve of my t-shirt. He ran the pad of his finger in lazy circles on my skin.
I closed my eyes. “You are going to ruin me.”
He let go of my shoulder and placed his lips against my throat, whispering, “In the best possible way.”
Godric lifted me into his arms as he stood, carrying me to his bedroom. He placed me gently on his bed and stared down at me with sensual hunger in his golden eyes.
I sucked in a harsh breath as he silently undressed me. His fingers brushed my sides, the tops of my breasts, my inner thighs, and the side of my neck. I trembled underneath his light touches.
The comforter was soft beneath my body as he lifted and resituated me, placing me in the center of the mattress.
He removed his clothing just as slowly as he had mine, standing on the side of the bed. His golden eyes devoured all of my skin on display, his chest heaving by the time he crawled over me.
I expected the soft touch. I shouldn’t have.
He grabbed a fistful of my hair and yanked my head back, his mouth landing on my neck.
I groaned in pleasure, “Godric.”
He nipped my neck softly, even while he kept his brutal hold on my hair. “You smell so damn good. Like home and sex and passion.”
“Cherries are better,” I moaned.
I ran my fingers down his flexing back muscles.
Godric chuckled and pressed his hard chest against mine. The heat from his skin was scorching, and the scent of him overrode thought. He ran his free hand down my side to pull my leg over his hip and ground his erection against my wet core, pressing against my clit with each thrust of his hips. His cock was soon coated in my wetness, and I trembled under him, wanting him now.
He moaned in pleasure, his fist tightening in my hair. His face lifted and hovered over mine, his breath fanning my face. Only pure carnal need etched his hard features as he touched his lips to mine, his tongue surging into my mouth, exploring his mate with abandon.
It was intoxicating.
I lifted my face up as much was allowed with his cruel grip in my hair, and shoved harder against his lips, craving the man who I was bound to forever.
The lion inside him growled, and he tipped his hips back, placing his cock at the entrance of my soaking core. Even while he ate at my mouth like he was starving, he pushed his cock inside me ever so slowly.
I rocked my hips, trying to get him inside me faster, needing to be filled and fucked with his large cock.
“So greedy,” he whispered, biting my jaw.
His hips pumped a little faster, almost all the way inside me. He was torturing and teasing me.
“Fuck me,” I begged.
He drew his hips back, retreating. Staying there.
“No,” I cried out, arching against his body.
He chuckled and thrust home with savage strength.
