Page 53 of Dark Sold Mate

She tasted like heaven. Like a fucking drug he would never get enough of.

Elle orgasmed as soon as he slipped two fingers into her wet heat, and Silas was quite certain that the whole pack heard her scream. He worked her through it, drawing out her pleasure until she was trembling and oversensitive.

“Holy shit,” Elle panted. “Where did you learn to do that?”

“Natural talent,” Silas smirked, kissing up her thighs.

Elle laughed breathlessly. “Cocky bastard.”

“You love it.” He froze up at those words, but Elle didn’t say anything, just pulled him into another kiss.

“Shut up and take off your pants.”

He didn’t need to be told twice. A few seconds later, he was completely naked as well. Elle looked at him, wide-eyed, and Silas felt a surge of pride.

“We will make this work,” she sounded less confident.

“We’ll make it work,” Silas assured her and positioned himself between her thighs. “If anything hurts, let me know. Understood?”

Elle nodded.

Silas slowly pushed into her, allowing her to get used to his size. Elle was hot, tight, and perfect around him. He could hardly restrain himself. But this was his first time with Elle, and he intended to make it good for her. When he was fully inside her, Silas paused, letting her adjust.

“Okay?” His voice was strained.

“More than okay.” Elle moved her hips experimentally, and Silas groaned. “Move, Silas.”

Silas started to thrust slowly, but Elle wasn’t having it. She threw her legs around his waist and matched him thrust for thrust. “Harder,” she whimpered.

Silas’ control snapped. He held her by the hips, and he drove into her till the bed shook. Elle cried out, tearing his back with her nails. Silas rolled over until Elle was above him. The sight of her riding him was almost enough to make him blow his load. Her breasts were moving with each motion, her head thrown back with delight.

“Look at you,” Silas groaned. “Fucking gorgeous. Taking me so well.”

“Is that all you’ve got?” She smirked.

Silas arched his brow. The challenge in her voice made his wolf roar with approval.

He flipped them over again. This time, Elle was on her hands and knees. He held her hips tight enough to leave bruises and drove into her from behind. This new angle allowed him to go deeper.

Elle screamed into the pillow as her entire body trembled. Silas gave her ass a hard slap

And his eyes followed the jiggle of the flesh.

Elle pushed back against him. “Again,” she gasped.

Silas spanked her even harder, and her inner walls tightened around him. He growled, trying to think of anything but how good she felt or how he’d come before her.

He pulled out and flipped Elle onto her back again, needing to see her face. She looked thoroughly ruined, her hair a mess, her lips swollen from his kisses, her eyes glazed with pleasure.

“Beautiful,” Silas breathed, sliding back into her. “So fucking beautiful.”

He intertwined their hands over her head, giving her long, deep, hard thrusts, while maintaining eye contact.

“Silas,” Elle gasped. “I’m going to…”

“Come for me. Come on my cock, Elle. Let me feel you.”

Suddenly, Elle made a sound that did not sound like it came from pleasure.