Page 52 of Reckless: Chaos

But true to his word, he stays hard, his hips still moving in slow, deep rolls that make me gasp. The oversensitivity only heightens each sensation as he builds a new rhythm.

“Told you,” he murmurs against my throat, voice rough with pleasure. “Could do this all night.”

Each thrust sends aftershocks through me, building toward something even more intense. His hands find mine, pinning them beside my head as he changes the angle, making me arch and cry out.

“Beautiful,” he breathes, watching me come apart beneath him. “Want to see you fall apart again. And again.”

The promise in his voice, combined with the relentless movement of his hips, has pressure building impossibly fast. Everything feels more intense, more overwhelming, my body responding to his like we were made for this.

“Please,” I gasp, not even sure what I’m begging for anymore.

His response is to move faster, deeper, driving us both toward another peak. “Together this time,” he demands, hisvoice wrecked with need, and the command makes me clench around him, drawing a groan from deep in his chest.

His rhythm turns punishing, each thrust perfectly aimed to drive me mad. I can feel him trembling with his own need, omega slick making everything impossibly wet and perfect as he takes me harder.

“Look at me,” he orders, and when I meet his gaze, the intensity there steals my breath. “Want to watch you when you come this time.”

One of his hands slides down my body, finding where we’re joined. His clever fingers circle my clit in time with his thrusts, and the dual sensation has me crying out.

“That’s it,” he encourages, his own voice tight with need. “So close, I can feel you tightening around me. Give in to it.”

“Theo—” His name breaks on a moan as pleasure coils tighter, threatening to snap.

“Now,” he demands, driving deep. “Come with me.”

The command, combined with a particularly perfect thrust, sends me spiraling. This orgasm hits even harder than the first, making me arch and cry out his name. He follows immediately, groaning as he fills me again, his hips still moving in short, deep thrusts that prolong our pleasure.

When awareness seeps back in, I find him watching me with an expression I can’t quite read. His body still covers mine, still joined, and I can feel him hardening again despite our shared release.

“What?” I ask, reaching up to trace the sharp line of his jaw.

Something vulnerable flickers across his face. “I’ve never...” He breaks off, swallowing hard. “You’re the first woman I’ve been with.”

The confession catches me off guard. “But you’re so...”

“Experienced?” His laugh holds a hint of self-consciousness. “With men, yes. But women...” He rolls his hips slightly, making us both gasp. “You’re different. Special.”

The admission makes something warm bloom in my chest. I pull him down for a kiss that starts gentle but quickly turns heated as he starts moving again.

“Show me,” I breathe against his mouth. “Show me everything you want to try.”

His eyes darken at the invitation. “Everything?”

“Everything.” I arch into him, drawing a groan from deep in his chest. “Teach me how to please you while you learn me.”

“Fuck,” he breathes, and then he’s kissing me like he’s drowning, like I’m air. His next thrust comes harder, deeper, omega slick easing the way as he takes what he wants. “Going to ruin you for anyone else.”

“Not if I ruin you first.” In one quick move, I flip our positions, savoring his surprised gasp as I settle on top of him. His hands fly to my hips, fingers pressing into my skin as I start to move.

“Show me,” I challenge, rolling my hips in a way that makes his eyes roll back. “Show me what you like.”

He guides my movements, teaching me the rhythm that makes him fall apart. Each roll of my hips draws more slick from him, making everything deliciously wet. When I lean down to kiss him, the angle changes, drawing moans from us both.

“Just like that,” he encourages, voice wrecked as I ride him harder. “You feel so?—”

The door flies open with a bang.

“Theo, we need—” Ryker’s voice cuts off as he takes in the scene before him. His nostrils flare, scenting the air thick with sex and omega arousal.

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