Page 105 of The Betrothal

He snarled into the kiss, increasing his pace. I shuddered with the impact.

“I’m going to come now, Firecracker, but I don’t want you to.” His fingers caressed my clit, my eyes fluttering closed at the waves of pleasure.

I could feel it, so close.

“Not yet, Izzy,” Alex growled, slamming me onto his lap and stilling, throbbing inside me with a moan.

His hold relaxed and I found my hips rolling, softly at first, then more urgently, chasing the pleasure.

Alex chuckled, panting heavily against my mouth.

He twitched inside me, fullness returning to his cock and I found the angle I wanted, taking him as deeply as I could, riding him.

“So needy,” he growled before running his tongue over my lip, dipping inside briefly.

I nodded.

“That’s okay, Firecracker, I got you,” he soothed.

I looked to him, breaking our kiss, letting him see the desire and need in my eyes, and I caught something akin to a gleaming possession reflected in his. One that didn’t frighten me.

“Stand up, Izzy.”

I whimpered.

“Hush.” He bit his own lip, the calmness of his release abating and turning into a visible, coiled hunger.

I got to my feet unsteadily and Alex followed. The rolling planes of muscle shifting as he did so. He stalked forwards, backing me up, one hand trailing down my side steady enough to support me, while the other caressed me.

Lips, chest, nipples.

He nodded to the staircase and I stepped backwards onto them.

“If you aren’t in my bedroom in the next few seconds, I’ll fuck you on the stairs,” he growled.

I waited for him to smile, laugh, even a smirk to tell me he was joking.

His eyes narrowed and I turned, racing up the stairs. The pounding of his feet pursued me as I tore towards his bedroom, flying through the door and into his space.

I saw dark curtains and soft bedding lit by a large lamp before his hands were on me, earning him a squeal of surprise.

I struggled in his hold only to be thrown down onto the mattress, landing gently. I scrabbled backwards, looking to the open door then to Alex.

“It’s open so they can hear, not so you can run away.” Alex placed a knee onto the bed, smiling menacingly he gripped my ankle and dragged me over the bedding towards him. “Ready?” he growled.

I twisted my leg to no avail. Who was I kidding, I was desperate for him.

I smirked and kicked his hand loose, my smile a challenge to him. His widened in reply, eyes shining with excitement, I saw his erection kick upwards.

My games were turning him on.

He palmed his visible arousal, cocking a brow at me.

Launching himself towards me while I remained still, he snatched me up, his body coming to cover mine.

I ached everywhere for him and he pawed at me, kissing and biting along and down my body with enough force to mark.

“Ah!” I arched at the tug of his teeth on my breast, seeing the red imprints of his teeth on my pale skin.