His mouth curled into a wicked smile. He unbuttoned her blouse and palmed it open, tugging the cups of her bra lower until her breasts spilled into the cool air. “Perfect.”
Oh no, she wasn’t about to let him have all the fun.
She undid his button and slid his zipper down, and his cock sprang free. Ash closed her fingers around him—loving the feel of him—hot, slick, impossibly thick. His jaw clenched, and his eyes burned like living flames as she stroked him from root to tip. She reached up and bit his chin?—
A low, sexy groan ripped free. He picked her up, and her legs tightened around his hips.
“Put me inside you, heart-fire.”
She positioned him, and with one sharp thrust, he seated himself within her.Ohhh, a gasp caught in her throat at the incredible stretching.
“Christ! I keep forgetting just how enormous you are.”
His answering laugh vibrated through her. “Should I pull out?”
“Not if you want to keep breathing?—”
His mouth back on hers, he carried her across the room, each step driving him deeper into her. He braced her against thethick hanging tapestry and thrust hard, each stroke demanding—grinding his pelvis against her throbbing clit. And her body coiled tighter and tighter.
Ash clawed his shoulders, lost in the steady slap of skin on skin, his cock setting alight every nerve ending. She moved with him, faster now, her nails digging into his shoulders as she chased after her orgasm.
“That’s it. Mark me, heart-fire,” he growled, his fingers biting into her hips. He gave her no quarter, plundering into her. A whimper broke free. Her inner muscles clamped around his dick. His heavy-lidded stare shifted to hers. “Watch your sweet body swallow me…”
His words dragged her gaze to where his thick cock impaled and retreated from her core, gleaming wet. “You feel so fucking good?—”
He angled his hips and thrust up. His thumb found her swollen nub and rolled it.
“Race—oh, God!” Pleasure exploded as her orgasm crashed through her, her thoughts scattering, hurling her into blinding sensation.
He pumped once, twice, and with a roar, he followed, his release breaking free, his heated seed flooding deep into her…
Chest heaving, he rested his brow against her shoulder.
She huffed a breathless laugh. “I’m not sure I’ll walk after that.”
He licked his mate mark on her, his touch slow and possessive. “Didn’t I promise you wouldn’t?”
“What?” She blinked, her pleasure-filled mind a little slow to follow. Then she remembered him telling her in the cave that she wouldn’t walk for days when he truly fucked her. And this…this had been right out fucking.
She shot him a sultry look beneath her lashes, heat tangling through her.I wouldn’t mind if you did that again.
Growling, Race closed his mouth over her nipple, tonguing the peak while his free hand squeezed the other. A tremor swept through her.
Her heart thudded. Then she frowned as something else registered. “You…you don’t knot again after the first time?”
He gave another firm tug of her nipple, and her body clenched around him. Ash groaned.
Smiling, he lifted his head, his lips damp, eyes molten. “We knot the first time we claim our mate. It seals the bond.”
“So, it won’t happen again?” she asked, unsure whether it was disappointment or relief fluttering in her chest.
A low laugh rumbled free as he nuzzled her throat. “Only when the rut takes over, and I put a young in you.”
“No, no. No, babies. Yet.” She gripped his hair. “I want more time with you.”
“As do I, heart-fire. As do I.”
She glanced down at where they were still joined. “Okay, so I understand about the knotting, but why, may I ask, are we still joined?”
