He pushes my legs apart and cups my pussy. A purely male growl rumbles through his chest. “I’ve missed this.”
“It’s yours,” I whisper.
He presses harder against it. “Iknow.”
Two fingers slip into me, and immediately I tighten around the feeling of fullness within. I’ve craved his touch for so long, I can barely contain myself.
“Do you like that, Baby Girl? Do you want more?”
“Yes, oh god, yes, Ezryn.”
Another finger plunges within me. There’s no gentleness, no teasing. I can feel his desperation for my body as fervently as I feel my own. His cock is steel against my side, and I reach back to stroke it—
“No,” he growls, tossing my wrist away. “You aremineto play with. I’m going to fuck you until you can’t remember any name but mine. Until you only smell of me and my cum.”
I can’t respond, my entire body rocking on his lap with the force of his fingers inside of me. A relentless pressure builds in my core, sending my body tingling.
Ezryn uses his other hand to cup my hanging breast, tugging and pinching the nipple. The added sensation makes me cry out. I can practically taste my impending release. I’m right there on the edge, about to explode into oblivion—
Ezryn pulls his fingers out.
I crane my neck to look up at him, a horrified expression on my face. My body still tingling with anticipation.
He holds eye contact as he licks his fingers clean, an evil mockery of what I did earlier.
Oh, my mate thinks he’s soclever.
I move.
The primal energy he’d embodied earlier sinks into me, and a growl resounds through my own chest. I push him to the bed and straddle his hips. With desperate urgency, I yank off his shirt revealing the muscled torso, dark hair, and tawny skin. I know if I sit back and stare at him as I so want to, he’ll take control again. I’m too hungry for him to wait.
I duck my head into the expanse of his chest and inhale. He smells of mahogany wood, musk, and rain-kissed foliage. The heady scent sends my head spinning.
I look up at him. “I need to come all over your cock. Right now.”
He looks down at me with an expression more wolf than man, and I know he’s not done with me yet. Slowly, his large handgently caresses my chin before his fingers wrap around my throat. “How much do you want my cock?”
I exhale. “So much.”
His grip tightens. “Take off my pants then.”
My fingers shake as I pull apart the lacing of his trousers. This moment is one I cannot rush. I grab the waistband and slowly, ever so slowly, pull down.
When his cock is freed, it springs outward, bobbing against my face. My heart throbs against my chest, and I lick my lips as my eyes run up its base. I can’t help myself. I lick the tiny pearl on his tip, before sucking the head into my mouth—
Ezryn tightens his grip on my neck and pulls me upward. “You have a job to do, Petal,” he growls. “Come on my cock. Now.”
Well, I can’t say no to that.
I position myself over him and take a deep breath. Already, the girth of his head pressing against me has my body trembling.
“Take me, Baby Girl,” Ezryn says. “I am yours.”
I plunge myself down upon him.
My mate’s cock fills me so completely, I cry out. Each thrust on top of his cock sinks me deeper into a state of blissful surrender.
His hands glide down my body, and then without breaking his rhythm, he flips us. I’m on my back as he continues his relentless assault of my pussy, reminding me just how at mercy I am to this fae’s strength.
