Page 25 of My Unbearable Mate

I went down on my knees and pushed her thighs wide open. It was almost impossible to keep the upper hand with this woman, but I’d have a lot of fun trying.

I buried my face in those curls, taking that little silver ring between my lips and licked around it, pushing it back and forth, taking it deep into my mouth and sucking hard until Clover’s body bucked.

She cried out and grasped my hair. I moaned against her clit and slid my fingers inside her. Her body was slick and ready for me, and her muscles throbbed as I thrust.

“Sweet moon, Bellamy.” Her words were strained. “How’d…you…get…so…good—you know what, don’t tell me.”

I couldn’t even if I wanted to. I was devouring her pussy, drinking her in like she was the air I needed to breathe. Her hips jerked, and she babbled words I couldn’t comprehend.

“I’m gonna—” The rest of it came out as cry as muscles pulsed in double time against my tongue and fingers. Her body trembled, and I looked up at her, because there was no way I could miss the moment I made this woman come undone. Her belly rolled with each breath like an ocean storm. What was left of her mascara smudged under her heavy-lidded eyes. Those lips were still swollen, parted as she caught her breath, but the way she looked at me was enough to make me come undone.

No. I couldn’t fucking come on the floor like we were in high school, sneaking around in the back of my dad’s pickup truck in a dark parking lot hoping we didn’t get caught…

I’d been head over paws for this woman, and she didn’t fucking want me. And I’d make sure that she’d walk away from this regretting that decision.

But would I be able to walk away from her?

Chapter

Twelve

An Even Bigger Mystery

Clover

That orgasm had left me a trembling mess. I had no right to be jealous of the women who Bellamy had honed his craft on. I’d practically handed him to them gift wrapped with a giant bow on top.

And it wasn’t like I could keep him. Or fuck him out of my system…

It took everything I had to prop myself up on my elbows since he’d turned my bones to jelly, but I was well rewarded for my effort. Those dark eyes were on fire, and his beard glistened with my release. A thick dusting of hair covered his muscular chest that rose and fell in time with my ragged breath.

Best of all, his hand was on his thick cock, giving it a rough pump. Bellamy had always been big, but last time we were together, he’d been a little clumsy. Things were different this time.

“What’s the best angle?” he practically growled.

“I thought you knew what you were doing?”

“For the piercing,” he clarified.

“This is good.” I could barely get the words out. I just wanted him inside me already. “I want to watch you fuck me.”

“Oh yeah?” Another growl as he pushed my thigh open and positioned the head of his cock. “I get to watch you come again.”

“You think you can give me another orgasm?”

“Yeah.” He punctuated the statement by driving his shaft inside me.

My head fell back as he began to move his hips. Pure electricity flowed through my veins, sending me right back to the brink.

He moved hard and fast, nothing gentle and sweet about this. His hand was still on my thigh, grasping it as his body fell forward. His cock rubbed against my piercing with every movement.

But his face was right above mine. Our gazes locked.

He slid his hand over to my clit, grasping it as he thrust inside me.

That electricity turned to lava.

“Damn it,” I cried as he brought my body to the brink one more time.

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