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The pillows should have stayed.
Now that I had felt part of him inside me, I became unhinged. I was losing control. I wanted him. I needed him. I had to claim him as mine.
I turned to face him and found myself slightly disappointed when I discovered that he was dressed from the waist down, yet still appreciative that he was. My emotions about everything with us were conflicting. I wanted him in sinful ways, and at the same time I knew I shouldn’t.
Except right then.
Right then, my judgment was clouded with uncontrollable desire, the logic of reasoning left behind and overpowered by my divine need for him.
I toldhimto behave, as if he was the one who needed to get a hold of his control. But at that moment,Iwas the one who lost control. Driven by something greater than either of us. The bond roared inside me, demanding to be sealed.
And I wanted it.Desperately.
I studied his immaculate body, lightly running my fingers across the muscles of his torso, tracing the outlines of his tattoos. Caressing the column of his neck with the tip of my nose, I inhaled his scent, taking in the very essence of him. His lips twitched and I wanted to taste them.
I knew I should stop. But I couldn’t. I needed more of him. All of him.
But I needed him awake to do so. I wrapped my leg around his waist and pushed him onto his back, straddling him with my thighs around his hips.
I leaned down, my hair falling to the side of his face. Gently touching my lips to the shell of his ear, I spoke in a soft and low, sultry voice, “Wake up, my shadow.”
He opened his eyes, squinting with sleep, before they flew open and locked with mine. His heart started to race, I couldsee his pulse pumping faster beneath the skin of his throat. His hands braced my hips and his breathing became erratic, matching mine.
I studied him, watched his features turn from confusion to understanding, debating.
He didn’t say a word. He held my stare with heated eyes and his jaw clenched.
I felt him harden right under where I craved him, the heat in my core building at the feel of his cock throbbing. My mouth parted when he took in my body sitting on his.
I ripped my shirt off, tossing it aside and leaving only the thin linen wrapped around my breasts, which did nothing to hide my peaked nipples. His eyes trailed up and down my exposed skin, releasing a shuddering breath through his nose when those silver irises met mine.
Unable to stop myself, I rocked back and forth across his length, the thin material of our clothes allowing me to feel the ridges of him. I moaned softly, causing him to tighten his grip. His face was hard, almost pained with restraint, but he wasn’t stopping me. My heart raced in time with his.
I rode him shamelessly, it felt too good to stop. I could feel the evidence of my arousal soaking into our clothes.
Ryker groaned deep in his chest. The sound had me grinding myself on him harder and faster. He sat up and gripped the hair on the back of my head in his fist, pulling it gently until I was looking at the ceiling. I gripped his shoulders, digging my nails in to give me more leverage to go rougher, needing more friction.
His hot breath on my throat sent a shiver down my spine and straight to my center. He sucked and licked and kissed my neck hungrily, moving his hips in time with mine, giving me what I silently asked for.
His hand came up to cup my breast and pinched my sensitive nipple between his fingers before rubbing his thumb over it soothingly. I arched into his touch, but it still wasn’t enough.
“Ryker,” I breathed. “Claim me. Please.” I was aching with the need to be filled with him.
“Kya…” he moaned pleadingly. “Don’t. Don’t ask that of me. I can’t tell you no.”
He pulled back to look into my eyes, resting his forehead on mine.
“We—fuck,” he grunted when I started moving myself in circles over him.
In the next breath, he flipped me over on my back, pinning my wrists above my head. I trembled with anticipation.
His body was on top of mine, and we froze for a moment. Our faces were close enough that our panting breaths brushed against each other’s lips.
I held his stare before I wrapped my legs around his waist and started grinding against him again. As if he couldn’t stop himself, he moved with me, and the pressure in me built higher and higher.
I let out a loud, breathy moan.
His pupils dilated and he pressed himself against me harder, growling.
