She alternated between a shriek and a laugh as he hauled her to the end of the bed. He tugged her up until she was on her knees, then he teased her with darting kisses until she grew frustrated, grabbed his head in her hands, and kissed him for all she was worth. Just as he liked it.
He pulled her tight against him, her soft skin pressed into his aching dick. She raked her nails up his back, tiny claws digging in, spurring him on. It took a while, but he finally tore free from her kisses.
“Turn around.” It came out as a bit of a growl, but she didn’t seem to mind. She turned, then immediately looked over her should to give him a saucy grin. Damn, he loved this woman.
He set his hand on her ass and ran it slowly up her back, pushing her down. She teased him with token resistance, but lowered until she was braced on her elbows. He caressed her beautiful ass, and she wiggled it at him. He bit back a laugh and tested her wetness.
“So wet for me, baby. I guess you really do have your second wind.”
He speared two fingers into her.
“Told you,” she panted.
He couldn’t resist the temptation, so he leaned in and bit her butt cheek.
“Hey!” she cried out, but leaned back into him for more.
“Hold still now,” he said, fitting himself at her entrance. Her slick heat beckoned him, inviting him to thrust in hard and fast. An invitation he was happy to accept.
She cried out as he buried himself deep within her channel. He leaned over her, kissing his way up her back. She rose until her arms were straight, bringing her neck within reach. He sucked and nipped, not moving inside her until she was calling his name.
“Jonas, please. I need you, Jonas.”
He braced one hand on the bed beside her and brought the other to her hip, holding on as he began to pump in and out, in and out, until he couldn’t think of anything except her sweet, sweet, heat. She came apart underneath him, around him, clenching tight as he fought to move. Dropping back down to her elbows, she moaned his name one more time.
Standing up straight again, both hands on her hips, he slowed down, gave one last furious thrust, and released within her. “Cindy. Fuck! So sweet.”
She looked back at him, her expression pure bliss and love. “Need help lying down?”
He laughed, pulled free from her, eliciting another gasp. Putting his hands under her, he helped her back to the top of the bed, then fumbled to get the covers down so they could get underneath. “Maybe we need to plan this out better next time.”
“I think it worked out just fine.” Her voice was sleepy again as she snuggled in next to him. “What did you think of the other visitors tonight?”
“You want me to talk right now? With logic and thought?”
She giggled. Not a sound he heard from her often, so he memorized it now.
“I liked Becky and Soo a lot. Janet, not so much.”
“Agreed.”
“The Changs would be great, especially for Tasha.”
“Yup.”
“You already know that if we weren’t mated, I’d be asking Miss Latisha if I could move in with her.”
Another giggle. He was going to have to get her this tired more often, if this was his reward.
“You should get some sleep,” he told her.
“Yeah. But I like this. Building our pack. It was great tonight. It felt like we were a real pack, for the first time.”
He might have answered, but instead he just smiled when her breathing evened out into sleep.
“You know who makes the best breakfasts?” Cindy asked when Jonas had barely opened his eyes.
“Um. Not me in the next ten minutes, I hope.”
