Page 58 of Remington’s Mate

He stroked her skin, softly, over and over, loving the almost catlike noises of pleasure she made. He kissed her belly and her hips and her thighs. All so soft and welcoming. Running his fingers up and down her thigh, he teased closer and closer to her core.

Jaeda gave a tiny growl. He loved that. “I want more, evil shifter,” she said. “I don’t want to wait.”

Remy smiled. “I thought you were all about the waiting.” He kissed her core. “And the planning…” He kissed it again, swirling his tongue over her clit. “And the delayed gratification…”

“Don’t make me get out my knives.”

Just the thought made his dick throb. “Mmm. You in black leather, me taking your weapons off you one by one… I’m so looking forward to that. Even more than the handcuffs. But not tonight.”

Instead, he teased her with his fingers, sliding them up and down her hot, wet slit. She clutched his shoulders, fingernails digging in, her soft moans making him crazy. Using his hands and his lips and his tongue, he pleasured her, taking his time, letting the sensation build inside her until she was writhing, head thrown back. Finally, he pushed her over the edge.

Blue light danced over their skin as she climaxed, feeding his desire. He’d never experienced such a mix of sheer animal dominance and heartbreaking tenderness. He felt like it would tear him apart.

Jaeda reached for him, pulling him to her, holding him close. “You okay?” he asked, brushing back her hair.

“I. Am. Amazing.” She punctuated each word with a kiss that pierced him to the core.

“Yes, you are,” he said. “Want to see how amazing I can be?”

She ran her hands down his shoulders. “I don’t see how you can possibly live up to the McCall hype.”

“Just wait, babe.” He smiled, and she traced his lips with her finger.

“There’s that cocky grin I love.”

Love. She said love. Happiness exploded through him.

Jaeda rolled them both over, pulling up the hem of Remy’s t-shirt. “My turn,” she said. “I have to check your belly for tats.”

“Afraid you got the wrong twin?”

She smiled wickedly. “Little known fact: ever since the two of you came back into my life, I can tell you apart. Every time.”

Callie could too. Mate.

She kissed his belly, moving south and running her tongue just underneath the waistband of his sweats. His boner was about bursting the seams, and ripples of pleasure shot through him.

She peeled the sweats back just a bit, and her tongue swiped the top of his dick. His whole belly clenched. “Holy fuck. I am totally in your power. I’ll do anything.”

He loved that wicked look on her face. “Sit up so I can take your shirt off.” She took her time, peeling it off with more kisses, stroking his chest.

“Now the shorts.” Remy felt like he was about to explode. Jaeda ran her hands over his hips, kissed his hipbones and thighs, used her tongue to explore his balls and his dick.

He clutched the sheets. Every touch was like an electric shock, mixed with the most intense pleasure he’d ever felt. He tried to say something, but all his words were gone.

Finally she kissed her way up his chest. “Now, make love to me,” she whispered, and pulled him into her arms.

The first thrust was like coming home, knowing beyond a doubthe was exactly where he belonged, where he’d always belonged.

Jaeda wrapped around him, enveloping him in warmth and love. Desire rose in him with an aching longing, for everything he’d almost missed or thought he would never have.

She gave a little sigh, like she’d been waiting for him too. Moments before he’d wanted nothing more than to bring them both to the peak and jump off into oblivion, but now he wanted it to last forever. They moved together, slow and easy and perfect.

He kissed her neck, her lips, felt her hands on his back and the curve of his butt, every touch sending ripples of blue fire across his skin.

He watched them glow brighter, felt their bond starting to form. It surged through him in waves, each one growing bigger and more intense. Jaeda wrapped her arms around him and pulled him in hard. With a groan he drove into her, deep in her body and her soul,

The waves pulsed and pounded, until they were poised on the crest of the final one. Remy felt himself spin off into space, no wings to guide him, just this overwhelming love and need and fierce protectiveness.