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She grabbed the mattress and dug her fingers into the blankets for support to grind her hips harder and faster into his.
His head shot up, and his mouth found her breast. Charlie gasped as his tongue traced along the edges of her nipple and bit at the tip as it stiffened. His other hand played, flicked, and pinched the nipple on her other breast.
The pressure building in Charlie sparked and sizzled.
Hammer sucked at her nipple a little harder.
Charlie ground into Hammer.
Hammer squeezed her breast with more force.
Heat built between them as they pushed, pulled, sucked, rode, and pleasured each other.
With a few more movements of her hips, Charlie collapsed against Hammer’s body.
Charlie climaxed so loudly that Hammer could feel the vibrations of it within his chest.
She felt every twitch and spasm of Hammer inside her. He grabbed onto her hips and pushed her to ride him harder. He flipped her over so that her back was on the mattress until, with a final thrust, he finished and climaxed inside her. As his cock contracted, Charlie bucked with hypersensitivity from the extreme pleasure.
They collapsed onto each other.
After a few moments, he lifted Charlie by her waist and laid her on the bed in a more comfortable position.
Charlie crooked herself into Hammer’s body and listened to the soft sounds of his breathing as it returned to normal.
Her gaze mapped out his body, jawline, and valleys where his muscles met other body parts.
Her heart swelled in her chest.
Charlie inhaled sharply.
This thing with Hammer was no longer just about sex.
EIGHTEEN
HAMMER
Hammer stared into the darkness as Charlie lay molded to his body. Her head rested in the crook of his arm, and one leg was thrown across his waist while an arm wrapped around his chest.
Hammer combed his fingers through her hair. Each piece that laced through his fingers was like silk sliding across his skin.
His eyes gazed over her nakedness. They hadn’t even bothered to get dressed. The skin-on-skin connection created a tighter link between them. He hadn’t thought about it when they were still limp and sweaty, but once Charlie fell asleep, Hammer began to wonder what was going on.
What in the hell is wrong with me? I had never talked this much to anyone, even my sister, who was my best friend.
Hammer choked up, thinking about his family and how alone he was. He let out a long breath and closed his eyes. He never thought he would open up to anyone, let alone a woman, the way he had with Charlie.
She had been in his presence for fewer than two days, and he had already told her his life story.
What was it about Charlie that made him feel so comfortable? Was it only the tie between them that made him drop his guard, or was it more than that?
The dragon inside him huffed. It wanted him to just go with the instinctual fusion of mates. Hammer shook his head.I am more than just instincts. But as he gazed down at Charlie, something in his chest ached to pull her closer. He wanted to touch every inch of her.
“That’s not intimacy,” Hammer muttered. “That’s lust.”
Even as he said it, the words seemed hollow, untrue. He didn’t know as much as he should about the binding of mates, but he supposed it came with time. He hadn’t even thought about telling Charlie yet.
He rationalized that other than screwing or running from people, they hadn’t had much time to sit down and have a real conversation.
