He traced the sexy pattern that revealed hints of her creamy skin through the delicate material. “Is this new?”
“It is,” she confirmed. “I bought it from a witch in the marketplace.”
“And what were you thinking about when you bought it?”
“You.”
He smiled as his hands fell to the button of her jeans. “And what were you thinking about me?”
“That I hoped you’d like it. So, do you?”
“Oh, I do. And what do you have under here?” He gave the waistband of her jeans a small tug.
“You’re going to have to take them off to find out.”
The sexy smile she gave him caused his already hardened dick to swell further. He loved her growing confidence around him and found it sexy as hell.
“I guess I will,” he said.
He reclaimed her mouth and nipped at her lip as he slid the button on her jeans free. She kicked off her sneakers as he tugged the jeans down her hips.
Breaking the kiss, he leaned back and smiled when he discovered her lacy red underwear matched the bra. He knelt before her and pulled her jeans down over her feet. He tossed aside her socks and clasped her thighs as he drank in the enticing curves of her slender body.
It took everything he had to resist the water during the trials, but he could never resist her.
“You are the sexiest woman I’ve ever seen,” he said. “I could stare at you for hours.”
Sliding his other hand up the inside of her thigh, he nudged her legs further apart before his fingers slipped inside her underwear. She trembled as she rested her hands on his shoulders.
He spread her wetness with his fingers before leisurely teasing her clit. He relished the familiar way her body reacted to his touch.
She was made for him; he did not doubt it. She was his, he was hers, and he would possess her in every way possible.
The lycan prowled beneath the surface as it sought to claim its mate while the ravenous dark fae part of him clamored to be sated. He teased her until her hips swayed into his touch and her head fell back.
Her auburn hair grazed the tips of his fingers as her breath came faster. Everything inside him demanded he take her, but he couldn’t stop watching as she rode his hand. Her nipples stood against the lace as her fingers dug into his shoulders.
Then, with a cry that rebounded off the mirrors, she came. He pulled his hand slowly away from her. Claws extended from the tips of his fingers, and he sliced her underwear. It fell to the floor in a whisper of cloth before he clasped her ass with his hands and drew her close.
The muscles of her sheath were still contracting from her orgasm when he placed his mouth against her. She tasted as good as she smelled, and though she’d been coming down from her climax, he pushed her back over the edge as he greedily fucked her with his tongue.
The tremors from her second orgasm were still shaking her when he rose. Unable to resist her any longer, he yanked off his shirt before kicking aside his boots.
He undressed faster than he ever had in his life. Despite his growing need to be inside her, when she reached for him, he grasped her hands and turned her around.
He unclasped the bra and tossed it aside before guiding her toward the mirrors. At the wall of glass, he placed her hands on the bar lining the mirrors as he stepped behind her.
In the glass, her eyes were a deeper, more vibrant shade of green when they met his.
Chapter Forty-Three
Lexi couldn’t tearher eyes away from Cole’s silver ones reflecting at her in the mirror. Did he realize how much his control had slipped?
Even if he didn’t, she did as those silver eyes glowed like a fire burned behind them and his claws skimmed up her belly and between her breasts. When he loosely clasped her throat, she sensed the possessive lycan beneath his surface.
He pulled her head back and whispered in her ear, “You’re mine, Elexiandra Harper, and you’re going to watch me fuck you.”
A shiver of anticipation ran down her spine. He kept hold of her throat as he pulled her hips back. Though it was strange and a little unnerving to watch herself and him in the mirrors, it was also unbelievably erotic.
