Page 57 of Dark Auctioned Mate

“Promise.”

And she kissed him. Rael felt his restraint break. His hands cradled her face, turning her head to make the kiss more intense. She gently rubbed her body against his, and all rational thoughts faded away.

He stood and led her backward until she laid on the bed. His hands were all over her—under her shirt, on bare skin, tracing the contours of her body.

“Rael,” she gasped when he broke off the kiss and started on her neck, no doubt leaving a hickey. “We must—we must—”

“What must we do?” He asked, nipping at her neck.

“Talk.”

“Or…” he pulled back, looking at her. “We could just…feel.”

He saw the war in her eyes, and for a moment, he thought she was going to say no. Though he would not have had any problem with that.

Instead, she repeated softly, “just feel,” then she pulled him down into another kiss.

This time, there was no hesitation. Rael unbuttoned her shirt, then her pants, and he saw the body he had coveted the first time at that bar. It never got old seeing her like this. Her nipples were hard, her breath quick and shallow, already aroused.

“Beautiful,” he said to himself, sliding his hands over her curves. He slowly kissed his way down her body until she was wriggling under him. His teeth ran over her nipples, his tongue immediately soothing the pain.

“Please,” she whimpered. “Rael, please—”

“Please what?” Her eyes were dark with lust. “Tell me what you want, baby.”

“Your mouth. I want your mouth on me.”

He smirked and kissed his way down her belly, along the smooth swell of her stomach, down to where she was already wet and ready. He parted her thighs, placing himself between them, and took her in his mouth.

“Oh, shit!” Alanis screamed, grabbing his hair. Rael stroked her with his tongue, round and round her clit, inside her, everywhere he could discover that caused her to gasp and moan. He thrust two fingers inside her, while his mouth sucked on her clit. It took less than three minutes for her to come, her thighs shaking around his head.

But Rael didn’t stop. He continued working her through the orgasm and the next, until his fingers found that spot inside her that caused her to scream. Now she was pleading, unintelligible whimpers with his name, and he was loving each moment of it.

“I can’t—too much—Rael.”

“You can take it.” He inserted a third finger, opening her up, getting her ready, as his tongue massaged her clit ruthlessly. Within seconds, she clenched around his fingers, her body trembling.

Rael tapped her hips. “Turn over.”

She obeyed and rolled on her stomach. Rael paused for a moment to look at her—flushed and trembling, her ass in the air and purely at his mercy.

He grabbed her ass, kneading it softly, then he leaned forward and kissed her from behind.

“Rael!” She tried to move, sounding shocked. “What are you—”

“Trust me,” he whispered, keeping her still. “Just trust me.”

His tongue moved through her folds deeper, in this new position. Then his tongue moved to the ring of muscle behind.

Alanis tensed. “Rael, I don’t think—”

“Do you want me to stop?”

She said nothing for a minute, then: “No. Don’t stop.”

He grinned against her ass and went back to work, thrusting his tongue in and out of her ass, while his fingers glided in and out of her pussy, until he got her off again, making her sob his name into the pillow.

“Good girl,” he growled, his own cock straining against his jeans. “Such a good girl for me.”