Page 49 of The Secret Mate Society

"Please," I whispered, not even sure what I was begging for.All I knew was that I needed more of him, needed to feel his skin against mine.

His hand slid lower, fingers dancing along the waistband of my boxers."Tell me what you want," he demanded, his voice rough with desire.

"You," I gasped as his thumb traced circles on my hipbone."I want you to touch me."

The sound he made was purely animalistic, somewhere between a growl and a moan.His hand slipped beneath the elastic of my underwear, wrapping around my aching length.I cried out at the contact, my hips bucking involuntarily into his grip.

"Feel good," he asked, his lips finding the sensitive spot just below my ear.

“Mm-hmm,” I hummed back.“Don’t stop.”

His strokes were slow and deliberate, building a fire in my veins that threatened to consume me.I reached for him, my hand finding the hard outline of his cock through his boxers.He hissed at the contact, his hips jerking forward."Off," I managed to gasp, tugging at the waistband."Take them off."

We moved together in a tangle of limbs and desperate kisses, shedding our remaining clothes with clumsy urgency.When we were finally skin to skin, both of us naked and wanting, I thought I might die from the sheer intensity of it.

Calder's body was magnificent in the moonlight, all hard muscle and golden skin.Dark hair dusted his chest, trailing down to where his impressive length stood proud and ready.I reached for him, wanting to explore every inch, but he caught my wrist.

"Not yet," he said, his voice strained."I won't last if you touch me like that."

Instead, he pressed me back against the pillows, his mouth trailing hot kisses down my throat, across my collarbone.When his lips found my nipple, I arched off the bed with a sharp cry.The sensation was electric, shooting straight to my groin.

"Calder," I panted, my hands fisting in the sheets."Please, I need?—"

"I know what you need," he said, his breath hot against my skin.He positioned himself so that our cocks were aligned, the heated length of him sliding against mine.The friction was exquisite, sending waves of pleasure coursing through my body.

"Is this what you want?"he asked, his voice rough with need as he began to move against me, our cocks sliding together in perfect rhythm.

"Yes," I gasped, my hands finding his shoulders, nails digging into his skin."God, yes."

He captured my mouth in another searing kiss as he ground against me, the pressure building between us.I could feel the slick heat of his arousal mixing with mine, creating a delicious friction that had me teetering on the edge already.

"You feel so good," he murmured against my lips, his movements becoming more urgent."Sofuckinggood."

I wrapped my legs around his waist, changing the angle and creating even more delicious pressure.The sound he made was purely feral, his control slipping as he thrust against me with increasing desperation.

"Calder," I breathed, feeling the familiar tightness building in my core."I'm close."

"Cum for me," he commanded, his forehead pressed against mine, those golden-flecked eyes boring into me."Ineedto see it."

His words were my undoing.With a cry that I barely recognized as my own voice, I came hard between us, my release coating both our stomachs as my body shuddered with pleasure.The sight of me losing control seemed to push him over the edge, and with a deep groan, he followed me into bliss.We lay there afterward, breathing heavily, our bodies still entwined.Calder's arm tightened around me possessively, and I felt him press a gentle kiss to my temple.

"Ethan," he said softly, his voice filled with something I couldn't quite identify.Wonder, maybe.Or fear.

"Yeah?"I replied, still catching my breath.

"I..."He paused, seeming to struggle with the words."I've never done anything like that before."

I turned in his arms to face him, seeing the vulnerability in his expression."Did you like it?”I asked, wanting to make sure everything was okay.

“Yeah,” he nodded, still a bit bewildered.“It was a lot better than I thought it would be.”

“I’m glad,” I smiled, leaning up to kiss his chin.“I don’t want you to regret it.”

“I don’t,” he said simply.Then something shifted in his gaze then, becoming more intense, more possessive."You're mine," he said, the words coming out like a declaration rather than a question.

The certainty in his voice should have frightened me, but instead it sent a thrill through my already sated body."Am I?"

"Yes," he said firmly, pulling me closer."And I'm yours.No matter what anyone says.”