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“Then touch me.”
Closing his eyes, he took a shuddering breath and reached between us, fingers finding my clit as he shallowly thrust into me, controlled, steady, and wonderful. I felt myself open up as I got wetter with each circle of his fingers, each roll of his hips. What could have been painful blossomed into deep, agonizing pleasure.
“More,” I gasped. “Noah, please. I need more.”
“Fuck, Sunday. Stop begging like that. I’ll give you what you want before you’re ready if you don’t stop.”
“I know what I’m asking for. I know what I want. I need you, Noah. Please. Make me yours.”
With a feral growl, he slammed home, the pinch of my hymen breaking noticeable, but veiled by the orgasm his fingers coaxed from me at the same time. I cried out, my back arching, eyes locked onto his own desperate ones.
“Yes,” he groaned, his hips pistoning as he rode out wave after wave of my climax. “I want your pleasure. I love the sounds you make when you come. The way your cunt flutters around my cock.”
The dirty words whispered in his low, throaty voice sent aftershocks coursing through me.Fuck.Who knew orgasms could be so much better when you didn’t have to work for them?
Come again for me, my mate. Come all over me. Let me feel it.His words echoed in my head, that connection I’d thought I felt after he walked me to my room and kissed every inch of my body blazing back to life.
Just like last time, I was helpless to do anything but obey his demand. My body detonated, my back lifting off the mattress as I clung to him and rode out wave after relentless wave of ecstasy. He followed, his cock jerking and a deep, pained groan leaving him as he held me close and shuddered through his orgasm.
I opened my eyes, staring at the window beyond us, my heart racing as the distinct silhouette of a man moved behind the now illuminated glass. It was just obscured enough I couldn’t make out what he was doing, but there was no mistaking the palm pressed against the glass or the bowed angle of his head.
I don’t know when he showed up or how long he’d been watching, but knowing that he could see everything, that he’d likely witnessed me falling apart for Noah, was enough. A third even more intense climax rippled through me, and my inner muscles clamped down around Noah as I cried out.
“Shit, Sunday,” he groaned as my body milked him, his forehead dropping to my shoulder.
He thrust his hips in time with the pulses of my release, but my gaze never left the man in the window, and I could swear his eyes were locked on mine even though I couldn’t see him. My focus on the shadowy figure finally broke when Noah slammed me back onto the bed and began frantically pounding into me until I saw stars.
Noah came again, barking out my name, fangs extended, eyes dark and hungry for more than sex. He closed his eyes and regained control, pulling out of me and staring down at his cock, glistening with a mixture of our come and my virgin blood.
“Are you okay?” I asked.
“I am so much more than okay. I don’t know if a word has been invented to express it.” He crawled up the bed and settled next to me, lazily trailing a finger around my nipple. “Are you okay? I couldn’t stop myself there at the end. I might’ve been too rough.”
I curled my arms around him, wanting to be close and feeling the need to kiss him. “Not too rough. It was perfect.”
The warm trickle between my legs sent my heart pounding. Fuck. We hadn’t used protection. He’d come inside me twice. “Noah, we didn’t use anything.”
His hand ran down the side of my face, his fingers coming to rest at the place where my pulse thrummed in my neck. “I already told you, mate. I will always protect you. It’s not your fertile time; I can smell it. We’re safe.” He slipped his other hand between my legs and pushed his cum back inside me slowly, his finger gliding in and curling sending little shock waves through me. “I belong inside you.”
The words did something to me. Settled something and made me glow with absolute joy. I tightened my hold on him, urging him down until his ear was at my lips. Nipping his earlobe, I whispered, “When can we do that again?”
