Page 73 of Rex's Release


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Rex grinned back at her, but laughed. “I love you.”

“Love you, too,” she replied as she pulled the tip from the forefinger of her right hand and held the fingertip to his lips. “Suck. Make it wet.”

Fuck. She waseverything. He opened his mouth and sucked her finger inside, running his tongue around it.

“Open.”

Rex opened his mouth and let her remove her finger, then he watched as she slid it between her legs and circled her clit.

“Eyes up here,” she said on a moan as the rhythm of her hips changed and her pussy twitched around his cock.

Rex brought his gaze back to hers as he struggled to keep still. His muscles ached from the effort, but the display before him was so exquisite that he would have stayed just like that for the rest of his life if he could continue to watch emotions wash over her.

“Fucking beautiful,” he panted.

Her core clamped down and released on his erection, over and over, as she sucked in a breath and threw her head back. The moan that came from her mouth had him riding the edge of climax, making him bite his cheek to keep it from happening.

After she rode out her climax, she smiled and climbed off of him. Panic shot through his system, but he fought it back, knowing his woman wouldn’t leave him with blue balls on their wedding night. He watched as she returned to her dresser and removed the tips, setting them on top.

With an extra swing in her full hips, she approached the bed again and untied one of his hands. Then she walked around and unfastened the other hand, before she got back in bed with him and cuddled up to his side.

“You have a choice to make.”

Gazing into her eyes as she rested her cheek on his bicep, he asked, “What are the options?”

“I can use my mouth again,” she paused while she reached down and wrapped her hand around his still throbbing cock, “or you can use yours.”

In response, Rex slid his arms down and gripped her hips. He pulled her onto him and slid her up his body. His wife was smart and reached up to grip the top of the headboard as she spread her knees. He lowered her onto his face and feasted.

Thirty-Six

Doc

Afterusinghistongue,teeth, beard, and fingers to bring her to orgasm again, Rex slid her limp, sated body back down. Once she was lying on his chest, he wrapped his arms around her and held her tight, he sat up with her straddling his lap. Doc felt sated and happy, but she wouldn’t say she was done with him. The more she had of him, the more she wanted.

Looking into his eyes, she smiled lazily. “You’re really good at that.”

He chuckled and pressed his lips to hers. His wet beard rubbed against her chin, but she didn’t fucking care. It was just proof that he was able to please her.

As he kissed the hell out of her, he rolled them and laid her out on the bed, holding himself up on his bent elbows. She wrapped her legs around his waist and clutched at his back, wanting him close.

He slid inside of her and set a hard, steady rhythm. She could feel the tension in his back and the urgency in his kiss. Her man was on the edge.

She twisted her head to the side to break the kiss, then put her lips to his ear. “Mate me, Rex. Make me yours.” She bit his earlobe.

He growled as his thrusts got harder and quicker. With every thrust, he curled his hips, making sure the head of his cock rubbed where she needed it to inside of her and his pelvis stroked her clit. The combination built her pleasure again, and it wasn’t long until she was riding the edge of orgasm and aching to come on his cock.

“I love the way you feel, the way you sound,” he said against the skin of her neck. “I need it… needyou.”

She dug her fingers deeper into the muscles of his back as her climax approached. “You have me… for the rest of our lives.”

It washed over her as she heard him growl, “Mine.” Then there was a sharp pain that quickly turned to an overwhelming pleasure that swirled with the orgasm coursing through her system, multiplying it.

Deep inside of her, she felt something adjust. It was a give, the release of resistance, like when a piece of a puzzle finally slides into its proper place.

She was still shaken by that when her husband’s head flew back, his wolf fangs flashing as he howled to the ceiling. His hips slammed home and looked down at her, his glowing blue eyes staring into her own as his climax hit him.

Tears of happiness welled in her eyes as they just stared at each other for a long moment. Scientific proof wasn’t needed. Doc was sure that he was meant for her, and she was meant for him.

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