“Lola,” he whispered—pleaded. “Please, let me touch you.”
Our gaze locked as I climbed back up. He gasped when I rocked my hips again, moaning as I rubbed my aching clit along his hardness.
“Oh god,Fuck.”
A grin spread on my face. “Isn’t there a rule about using the name of the lord in vain?”
His throat bobbed, one hand clasping my hip and amplifying my movements while the other reached out to close around my breast.
“God could strike me right here and there. I don’t think it would stop me from wanting to fuck you.”
I tsked, shaking my head softly. “You’re such a bad angel,” I teased, increasing the speed and pressure. Stars danced behind my eyes as hiships shifted, the tip of his finger circling my hard nipple. “Mydepraved angel. Don’t you feel ashamed about giving your body like this to a Succubus like me?”
He moaned, the sound so deep it resonated through me. “I’m giving my body to my mate,” he panted. “Nothing happening with her—withyou, will ever bring me shame.”
With a last shift of his hips, the tip ended up against my soaked entrance. His eyes were plunged deep in mine as he slowly pushed himself inside.
My spine arched in pleasure, nails digging into his chest. “Oh my—fuck,” he groaned when I met his thrust, burying his cock into me to the hilt.
So many emotions passed through his eyes as I stayed still, letting him adjust to the foreign feeling.
He felt so good. Stretching me but fitting perfectly, like hebelongedinside me.
“This is right,”he thought, his energy flowing into me from each place our body connected.“Nothing has ever felt so perfect. She’s my mate. She’s mine.”
His eyes didn’t let go of mine as I started moving slowly, increasing the speed with each thrust.
He wasn’t going to last long. The amount of energy already coursing through my body made it clear that he was close.
But when I thought he was going to come, he only let out a raw curse, lifting his hips to fuck me harder and brought his thumb to my clit to rub it gently.
I gasped at the warmth taking hold of my body. At the overwhelming sensations of feeling his cock moving in and out inside me, hitting a deep spot that only my mates seemed to be able to stir.
“Carter,” I breathed out, my head swirling, vision losing focus as my muscles tensed.
“Fuck, baby. Keep saying my name like this and it’ll be over in less than a minute.”
But I couldn’t answer, a deep moan escaping my lips instead as I was pushed over the edge, my legs trembling around his thighs. I couldn’t move. Couldn’t unclasp my fingers and nails digging into the flesh of his chest, leaving golden scratches behind.
“Shit,” he hissed, sitting up suddenly to plunge his teeth in my shoulder.
I cried out, my head falling backward in a mixture of pleasure and pain. My hips kept moving of their own accord, rotating, trying to amplify the sensations.
When he let go with a soft lick on the small wound, I was still a writhing, shaking mess, moaning and whimpering in his arms.
“You taste even sweeter when you’re coming,” he rasped in my ear, turning us over in one swift movement.
The breath was kicked out of my lungs as I ended up thrown on my back, my legs holding his sides and feet crossed at his back.
“Carter?” I panted right before he drove into me like a mad man, circling both arms around my waist to lift me up the bed and keep me flushed against him as his head went back to the crook of my neck.
Oh fuck, oh fuck, ohfuck.
“Do it again,” he commanded in my ear as he bit me once more, on the same spot he drank from a moment before.
My lower stomach fluttered, back arching even higher as another wave hit me, his name falling free from my lips in a desperate cry.
Carter growled in my neck as his own orgasm amplified mine with a hurricane of new emotions.
