Page 56 of Ruthless Reign

I purse my lips together, glaring at him as I hold back laughter. "I wasn't going to say that."

"Bullshit," he grins, knowing he has caught me in a lie. "You hold a mean grudge, I'll give you that."

Taking a sip of coffee, I give a little hum of approval before I put the mug back down. "You make a mean coffee."

"Are you actually giving me a compliment? Are you feeling alright?"

"Don't push it," I say, repeating my words from earlier.

Cade stills, and I know he's thinking of the same moment. His eyes dart up to mine, a lop-sided smile on his face. "You never did finish what you started."

My eyebrows furrow with confusion. "What did I start?"

He slides off his chair, moving behind me. Spinning me around one-eighty until I'm facing him, he places his hands on either side of my body on the island, my breath catching in my throat as he leans forward.

Without speaking a word, he inches closer, pausing just long enough to give me a chance to run away. When I don't move, my eyes flickering down to his lips, he closes the distance. Our lips touch, slowly at first, like we're taking our time exploring new, uncertain territory. But then, it's like something breaks in both of us, an overpowering sensation snapping as we grab each other with lightning quick speed.

My arms fling around his neck, pulling him closer as his hands grab my waist. I slide forward off the stool, feeling his arms circle around my back as he brings me flush against his body.

The taste of him is intoxicating—the coffee only heightening my need for him. I bite his lower lip, and when he opens his mouth to let out a groan, I push my tongue inside. Immediately, he presses his into mine as his hand drifts lower down my back. As it trails over the curve of my ass, I roll my hips into his.

Cade swings me around, and somewhere along the way, my hand catches one of the coffee mugs, the sound of shattering ceramic echoing around us. But I don't pay attention to it, my hands running up his torso as I feel his hard muscles contract under my touch.

Grabbing the bottom of his shirt, I shove it up, and he takes hold with one hand, pulling the material over his head. Our bodies crash into each other's again, kissing heatedly until I feel his fingers toying with the hem of my shirt.

I pull back, allowing him to remove it, and his eyes lustfully gaze at my black bra. Hands fumble with the clasp on my back, snapping it open as the material falls down my arms and onto the floor.

His eyes sweep down my body, hands covering my breasts as he tenderly caresses them. I turn my attention to his jeans, unbuttoning them before ripping down the zipper. My hands firmly clutch the waistband, pushing them down with his assistance, before he kicks them off.

My gaze focuses on his cock as it springs up, pressing into my stomach when I crash into his body again. I feel his hands reach for my shorts, and seconds later, we're both fully naked, mouths locked together.

Cade drags me to the ground, laying me on the laminate flooring as he trails hot kisses down my collarbone to my breasts. He pulls one of my nipples into his mouth, sucking it, before quickly switching to the other as he pushes my legs apart to move closer into me.

I hook one of my legs around his back, running my hands through his hair as he moves further down my body, lips grazing over my stomach.

A tiny moan escapes from my mouth when he reaches my hips, tongue sliding down my slit before finding my clit. He draws circles around it, hand sliding up my inner thigh until I feel one of his fingers slide inside my pussy.

He groans as I clench around him, my own noise drowning his out as he slowly pumps his finger in and out.

"You taste like my tomorrow, and my next week," he mutters, flicking his tongue over my clit as he works in unison with his finger.

My hips jolt under his touch, the pleasure building as I tighten around him. When he senses I'm on the edge, he quickly slides up my body, slamming his lips to mine as his cock pushes into my pussy in one swift movement.

The two of us moan at the same time, the feeling of being joined consuming the moment. Slowly, he pulls out, before thrusting back in hard.

Our tongues flail against each other, and he moves faster, the building of my orgasm quickly returning. His hips push into mine, smacking my clit with each thrust, until I'm suddenly crying out, head falling back onto the floor as I tumble over the edge, tightening around him as I come.

I'm still reveling in the shattering pleasure when I feel his canines sink into my neck, his growl vibrating against my skin before he lets out a guttural groan, stilling as he reaches his climax.

Through the haze, I lift my head, finding his throat as I hold him steady with my hand. Then, I bite him, the ecstasy somehow soaring to new heights as I feel the mate bond complete.

We fall into a heap on the floor, panting as we try to catch our breaths. Cade slides out of me, moving to my side so he doesn't crush me under his weight. I roll to face him, kissing him as my toes curl in a puddle of coffee, his arm looping over my waist, pulling me closer.

The smell of coffee still lingers in the air, but it is all but forgotten as we lay on the ground, embracing while we catch our breaths.

When I open my eyes, I find him watching me, a look of contentment with a smile on his face. And I realize that I've finally made up my mind.

Three mates don't seem like a bad thing to have.

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