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He nodded.
“What else did you want to do?”
He offered me a devilish grin and kissed me again. He slid his tongue into my mouth, and an intense need for him to be closer bloomed from the center of my legs. His lips were firm but sensual, and he sent currents of electricity through my body, like I was plugged into a source of energy. Lust hummed through my body, and wetness pooled at my core.
He pushed me back, so that I lay on the cushions behind me. His large body hovered over mine, making me feel small and delicate. His thick cock brushed against my stomach, and I shivered.
Colter made his way down my body. He left a trail of kisses behind like breadcrumbs that led to a fairytale location, and he parted my legs with his hands. He glanced up at me with another mischievous smile before he closed his mouth over me, and I cried out.
“Hmm, you taste so sweet,” Colter said. “Sweet like honeydew.” He lapped at my pussy, and I shivered and writhed on the cushions, pleasure erupting at my clit and washing through my body. I drowned in his attention, reduced to a puddle of need. Colter didn’t let up. The more I whimpered and writhed, the more he gave me—he licked and sucked until my wetness wasn’t just my need for him but his saliva, too.
When Colter finally let up, and I caught my breath, I sat up and crawled toward him. I pushed my hand against his perfectly sculpted chest, and he did as I asked, sitting back against the cushioned wall. I climbed into his lap, and when I straddled his legs, he wrapped his arms around my waist.
He groaned, and I kissed him while I sat down on him. His cock slid into me, my pussy tightened around him, and I trembled around his size. He filled me up, and my breathing came in shallow pants.
Colter looked into my eyes, and I felt like his gaze bore into my soul. His lips were parted, and I lifted a trembling hand, stroking it down his cheek. He kissed me again.
Our breath mixed as we panted, our lips pressed against each other’s.
I rocked my hips back and forth, stroking him in and out of me, and the feel of him, thick and hard inside me, turned me into a carnal creature, made of desire and longing. I breathed raggedly as we rocked together, and Colter pressed his mouth against my neck just below my ear. I shivered when he scraped his teeth over my skin, his breathing hot and heavy against my ear. The sound of his panting only riled me up more. It wasn’t just the physical pleasure that wrapped around me. Us together, two bodies merging, two hearts beating against each other as one, was right. It was familiar. It was exactly how it should be.
I bucked my hips faster and faster. Colter was already close. I could tell by the way he breathed, by the way his brows knitted together, and he clenched his jaw.
When I orgasmed, he was right there with me. His cock throbbed inside me, and our collective pleasure rolled over us both, dragging us under, drowning us in pure ecstasy. Colter and I were connected. We were together, so close that we were like one, and I breathed him in, drinking in his warmth.
“Have I ever told you—”
I blinked my eyes open. Colter’s voice still echoed in my mind, but I was awake, and it had all been just a dream.
Had he ever told me…
As dreams do, his words faded, and all that remained was the idea that something had been there that wasn’t there anymore.
I sat up and looked around.
I didn’t feel as lost as I had after my nap yesterday. At least, I’d known where I was this time.
Stuck in New York’s finest penthouse with the world’s richest… shifter.
The alpha of all the shifters in the city, I’d learned from the conversation last night. Colter was the kingpin, and everyone bowed to him.
It made sense why he only had a few close friends and kept everyone else at arm’s length. When he was with me, he seemed like he was trying to be nice, but at the same time, he was so difficult.
My dream flooded my conscious memory and took my breath away as heat washed over my body and made my toes curl. In my dream, he’d been all over me, but that would never happen in reality.
It was better that way. Like Rory said, it was better not to get that involved with him. Jerry’s words still echoed in my mind—Colter slept with women to gain information and find out secrets. Not that he would find out anything from me he didn’t know. In fact, he seemed to know more than I did.
I didn’t have any secrets, either.
That still didn’t mean it was safe to get involved with him. He was dangerous. I just didn’t know exactly how dangerous.
I strained my ears for a sound in the large apartment. Was Colter here? Were any of the others? Servants?
When I didn’t hear anything, I got out of bed and padded along the plush carpets to the living room. I gasped when I got there. All my things were there—suitcases filled with what were probably my clothes, a few of the smaller items like picture frames and potted plants, and some other valuables.
A note was tacked onto one of my suitcases.
The stuff I figured might have personal value to you. –C.
