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His grip tightens on the back of my neck, and I roll my head back with a gasp. “I want you more than any woman I’ve ever met.”
He crushes his mouth to mine in a breathtaking kiss, finally releasing my hands. I grip his shoulders like I’m adrift on the sea, feeling for all the world like I’m battered by waves. His tongue plunges past my lips right away, picking up where we left off three days ago, and I can feel the weight of every second we’ve been apart.
His hands grasp the back of my head, tangling in my hair, holding me against him. I can’t collect my thoughts, a rush of pleasure pulling me into a haze, already so wet between my thighs that I’m certain my panties are soaked. I squeeze my legs together as Reyes kisses me into a frenzy, unable to do anything but breathe into and out of his mouth.
I finally manage to wrench myself away and we sit like that—still kneeling, our foreheads pressed together. “You changed your mind,” I murmur.
“I can’t stay away from you,” he says. “And ‘what God has put together, let no man put asunder.’”
“Matthew again,” I laugh, then open my eyes to stare into his. “Gotta admit…what I want to do with you doesn’t feel holy.”
“How could this be anything but holy?” He presses a kiss to my neck, and I let out sigh. “This thing between us…” Another kiss, lower down, brushing my clavicle. “The twists of fate that brought us together…”
His fingers slide under the strap of my dress until it’s hanging off my shoulder, his tongue on my breast. I’m dangerously close to getting naked in a church—and while I’ve done a lot of bad things, this isn’t on the list. “Should we do this here?”
“I think we’re already doing it,” he says. “And I don’t think I’m going to be able to make it back to my room.”
Reyes’ lips close around my nipple as the dress falls away, and I arch against him. He’s right, of course. I’m not going to make it back to his room, either, with how wet I am. I don’t even know if I can walk. My legs feel like jelly, desperate to spread for him. The bite pulses, desperate to be licked and cared for. I don’t make any move to stop him as he reaches for the other strap of my dress to drag it down my arm, pulling me toward him with a primal growl.
“You taste just like you smell,” he murmurs against my breasts. “Mi mora.”
I file the word away to ask about later, but right now I’m not capable of forming words. I boldly reach toward his waist, and he groans against my breasts when I palm him through his jeans. “Oh God,” I breathe.
“Don’t take the Lord’s name in vain,” he teases.
I can’t be bothered to laugh. “You’re…you’re huge.”
“It’s the knot,” he rumbles. He nips at my breasts one more time before pulling away to cover my hand with his, guiding me to touch farther up the shaft. “What I warned you about—where I’m not like human men.”
I can’t help the shiver of anticipation that runs through me. He ducks his head to my neck at the subtle movement, the tip of his nose running over my pulse like he can scent my excitement. “You like how it feels,” he growls.
“I’m…curious,” I whisper.
His left hand slides around the small of my back, pulling me in until the apex of my thighs rubs against the bulge in his jeans. “I can scent how wet you are, Tilda,” he says. “You don’t have to hide it.”
“What is it?” I ask.
He pulls away, and for the first time since we started kissing, I see a flash of lucidity—and of insecurity. “Touch it,” he says. “It’s all yours.”
I stare into his eyes, and with careful hands, I pull down his zipper. He practically falls out into my palm, his huge cock held back only by black briefs. I can see the bulge at the base of him, just a bit wider than it should be.
His right hand falls to my hip and somehow finds the bite mark as he bends to press kisses to my collarbone. His fingers ghost over his mark on me, tracing the place where his fangs pierced my skin.
“Is it wrong that I want you to fuck me even more now?” I say.
He laughs against my bare skin, worshipping my breasts. “I won’t knot you tonight,” he murmurs. “It’s too big for human women…I have to get you ready.”
I take his hand in mine and, just as he meets my eyes, I put it under my skirt. Reyes’s lips part and I catch sight of a wickedly sharp fang, his fingers deftly finding my soaked panties. “You don’t think I’m ready?”
“Told you—brave,” he says. He moves the wet fabric aside and strokes between my folds with his index finger, finding my clit like ithasn’tbeen decades since he last fingered a girl. Maybe it hasn’t; I guess I don’t really know. “It gets bigger; I don’t want to hurt you.”
“If we’re just doing it this once, I want—ah!” I gasp and bend against him as he pushes that thick finger inside me. “I want it all.”
“I told you one night doesn’t just mean once,” he growls.
He pushes another finger inside and starts to fuck me with his fingers. I’m so wet, soready, that it isn’t nearly enough.
I grasp at his knot and stroke up and down, feeling the alien texture of his shaft, the way it curves at the base…
