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Shit.
I wished I didn’t like the sound of that so much.
My body ached so badly that my mind spun, though, my thoughts not functioning properly.
“This is insane,” I moaned.
“Agreed,” he growled.
“This is not good.” My fingers slipped between my thighs again. “Hands—we could use our hands on each other and call it platonic.”
“Why are you so damned set on staying platonic?” Rocco stalked across the room, stripping his boxer-briefs off and dropping them to the ground. I could see that his erection was dripping, and couldn’t help but moan and writhe a bit.
“I don’t know. I lose everyone,” I panted, rubbing myself harder.
It wasn’t working—it wasn’t even building up the pressure there.
I needed Rocco—I needed him.
“You’re never going to lose me.” He dropped into bed beside me, rolling toward me. His arm was on my shoulder, though his erection didn’t touch me.
“Why do you call me Mads?” I blurted, knowing I’d never asked him and trying to distract myself in any way I could.
“Because you drive me fucking mad,” he groaned back, his lips crashing into mine as if he couldn’t help himself. I kissed him back, desperately, while our hands remained on our own bodies. He ripped his lips away long enough to breathe, “With need, and happiness, and so damned much joy I don’t have the words to explain it. You drive me mad, and I love every damned second of it.”
A moan escaped me as our mouths moved together, and I pulled away a few minutes later, trying hard not to throw my leg over his hip and figure out how to get him inside me. “Hands only,” I finally panted. “I can’t make a decision like this while under the horny influence. We use our hands—and no matter my decision after the climax is over, we’ll keep doing that. Helping each other out.”
He groaned, his lips finding my throat. “You’re fucking killing me.”
“I know. I’m sorry.” My head tilted back as his lips moved down my throat.
“Lips too—let me use my mouth on you too,” he growled, between sucks and bites on my neck.
“Okay,” I panted. “You can touch me, and taste me. And I’ll—”
His lips latched onto my breast, and I cried out as I arched upward. Rocco’s fingers tugged mine off my core and took their place, rubbing me lightly.
The pressure was too intense. I shattered with a cry, coming all over his fingers.
A ferocious growl escaped him, and his lips left my tits, sliding down my abdomen as I lost it. There was no time for me to come down from the high—his lips were sucking on my clit a second later, my legs parted and over his shoulders.
I screamed as another orgasm ripped through me, the pleasure so intense I lost all control of my body.
Rocco snarled into me as he lost it, and I arched into his face as he continued to work my core with his lips, teeth, and tongue.
Shit, he was perfect.
So damned fucking perfect.
“Rocco,” I panted.
He growled into my core in response, his tongue still moving brutally over me while his finger slid inside me, making me buck against him.
“I think I’m in love with you,” I cried out, as his teeth scraped over my core.
“I’ve been in love with you since the moment you held my wolf and told me you weren’t going anywhere,” he snarled back, his lips and teeth brushing my most sensitive parts as he spoke. “We’ll talk about it again when the climax is over, and you’re wearing my damned ring.”
He sucked on my clit, and the heat of the last part of the mating process tightened its hold on me. I shattered so hard I nearly blacked out, his finger pressing into the most pleasurable spot inside me as he dragged out my pleasure longer than I’d even known was possible.
“Put your cock in my hand,” I moaned as the pleasure faded enough for me to speak.
He didn’t waste a damn second, teaching me how to touch him. Rocco lost it in my hand seconds later, and as he snarled into me again, we lost ourselves to the pleasure of both of our bodies.
