The desperation in my voice was pathetic, but that shit was real. I felt it all the way down to my bones, that deep ache for her, the feeling that she belonged to me in ways that went beyond the mate bond. Ways I wanted to show her right the hellnow.
A soft breeze whispered across the balcony, making her shiver. Her nipples hardened, and she leaned her head back and let out a sigh of pleasure.
And finally—fuckingfinally—Haley lowered herself down, her hands fisting my hair, holding on for the ride.
My mouth was on her in a heartbeat, stealing the taste I’d wanted for so long, licking and teasing and kissing her and… fuckme. She started moving, rocking her hips—slow at first, then grinding down against me as she lost herself in the pleasure.
Pleasure I was more than happy to give her.
I was so turned on, all I wanted to do was grab my cock, stroke, and fall right over the edge with her. But that would mean taking my hands off her ass, and some motherfucker’d have to chop off my arms beforethatwould happen.
So I ignored the ache in my stone-hard cock and focused entirely on her, on making her squirm, on making her gasp as I licked and sucked and devoured her until I finally got my wish.
There was no other taste in the world but her.
And when that sweet little tremble I so desperately wanted to feel finally rippled through her thighs… When she tossed her head back and gasped my name over and over as she came all over my face…
Hell, if I wasn’t already halfway in love with her before?
That did it. That fucking did it.
30
HALEY
I’d always wanted to be ravaged.
And as it turned out, my sweet teddy bear—my fated mate—was a ravager.
The sounds of his deep, gravelly moans vibrated through me, his beard tickling my thighs, his demanding mouth so fucking amazing…
God, I wanted it to last all night.
But Hudson was too good, his kisses too intense, and it wasn’t long before the first ripples of pleasure were already rolling through me.
When I finally came, I gasped, calling out his name, tears flooding my eyes, my heart thundering until slowly, beat by beat, it settled back down.
I pulled back, lying down to curl up beside him.
When he met my gaze again, his eyes were dazed, his mouth curved in a sweet and sexy grin.
“You gave me what I want,” he said softly. “Now tell me whatyouwant, babygirl.”
“As if that wasn’t enough?”
“Apparently, it wasn’t.” He ran a thumb along my lower lip, shaking his head with a mock frown. “I don’t hear you singing.”
“Give a witch a minute, Gargs!” I laughed, everything in me buzzing and light. “I’m still trying to catch my breath!”
“Don’t bother. I’m only going to steal it again.” He captured my mouth in another kiss, his beard still damp with the evidence of what he’d done to me, and the thought of him wearing my scent like that…
It sent another jolt of pleasure right through my core.
I wanted him inside me.
Now.
I pulled back. Grinned up at him. “So, about those wings…”
