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My body tensed in anticipation. I slightly jumped at the first swipe of his tongue. He purposely dragged it up slow, pushing the tip between my lips. When he reached my clit he flicked it, rolling the bundle of nerves in a circle. I groaned, placing my hands on his shoulders.

“I need to be deeper,” he mumbled to himself.

Abruptly, he grabbed my thighs and whirled me around. He tossed my body onto the bed and took hold of both ankles, spreading my legs wide before hooking them over his shoulders. With a light kiss placed just above my navel, he lurched down and buried his face between my legs. Stubble grazed my skin as he opened and closed his mouth, quite literally eating my pussy.

“Alaric,” I whimpered his name, threading my fingers through his soft, silky hair.

“There you go,” he rasped, pushing his tongue inside me. He added two digits and used them to alternate, pushing in and out, sucking on my clit. My legs were shaking to the point he had no choice but to hold them still. “You love this, don’t you? I do too. I could eat your pussy all night every night.”

I couldn’t reply to his words, my mouth only parted for moans to slip through.

I felt the familiar buildup of heat and energy, a tingling, pleasurable pressure. He stopped suddenly and eased away from me. His grey sweats hit the floor and then he joined me on the bed, his defined body just visible in the dark.

My body was maneuvered with ease. He rested his back against the headboard and spread my legs so that I was angled above him. “Put me inside you. You’re going to fuck me until you come.”

“But--.”

“No buts,” he objected. Reaching between us he placed the head of his cock against my slick lips. My clit was throbbing. I knew I would be coming in a matter of seconds. This was…what I wanted. It was messy and oh, so wrong, something we absolutely shouldn’t be doing which only made the desire to do it stronger.

I reached out and cradled his face in my hands. My lips brushed his hesitantly, tasting my pussy on them.

“Tell me I’m dreaming,” I whispered.

“Does this feel like a dream to you?” He gently nipped my lower lip and cupped the back of my head, taking control of the kiss. It was fully impassioned, amplifying the need to have him inside me.

I kissed him back with the same hunger, lowering myself down onto his cock with a satisfied moan. The delicious stretch and burn as I adjusted around him caused my walls to clench.

I rolled my hips, taking my time to ride him.

“More,” he broke our mouths apart to command. He knotted a hand in my hair and crashed his lips back against mine, gripping my hip to force his cock deeper inside me. He thrust upward every time I came down until I was fucking him faster. “Fuck, just like that, baby.”

His term of endearment broke through my breathless, pleasured haze. He released his hold on my hip and in my hair to grab hold of my ass and play with my clit. He pushed deeper inside me, squeezing the flesh of my ass to hold my body in place, rolling the swollen nub faster.

“Alaric.” I grabbed hold of his shoulders as the rush hit me suddenly. My muscles tensed, rendering me immobile as the climax pushed a wave of heat through my entire body.

I hadn’t finished coming when he dropped me onto my back, placing my legs over his forearms. He took over, fucking me so hard his balls slapped against the groove of my ass. I could feel come and arousal rapidly coating his cock and drenching my inner thighs.

“You feel so fucking good, Cat,” he soughed, leaning down to fully bottom out.

He grabbed hold of my throat, his sweaty fingers tightening to maintain their grip. I couldn’t seem to catch my breath. Another orgasm was building at an accelerated speed.

A flurry of screams and curses flew from my mouth as a deep burning sensation whisked down my spine to the tips of my toes. My back arched off the bed. I dug my nails into his shoulders and squeezed my eyes closed, trembling beneath him.

He dropped my legs and with his cock still inside me, flipped me onto my stomach. He grabbed a fistful of hair and pulled until I was arched and no longer flat on the bed. He pushed himself to the hilt, bringing his sweaty chest flush with my back so that he could whisper in my ear.

“That was two. Let’s go for seven.”

CHAPTER SIX

The clatter of a plate had my eyes flying open. I lifted my head from the island and shot Alaric a glare. I became even more annoyed he was showered and so put together already. I’m sure I looked exactly how I felt—thoroughly fucked and bedded.

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