Page 74 of Shadow Warrior
Twenty-Three
Brady moved on top of me, his huge frame dwarfing mine, covering my body. We were slick with perspiration as we coupled slow and leisurely this time. The third time that night.
I was insatiable when it came to my mate.
I flicked out my tongue to taste his salty skin, raising my hips to take him deeper.
The bed creaked with each thrust, and the room was wreathed in the aroma of sex. We locked gazes as our orgasms approached, and I lost myself in the stars in his eyes, my chest lurching with satisfaction as he cried out at the same time as me.
But we continued to move, to milk the pleasure to the last drop. I ran my hands over his hair and squeezed his nape as the pleasure rolled through me.
“Indie, damn.” He buried his face in the crook of my shoulder. “Is it fucked that I want you again already?”
No. It was an addiction, a craving, and even though my thighs were still quivering, I gripped his ass and undulated my hips. He was still hard inside me but swelled even more.
“Hell, yes.”
My stomach chose that moment to rumble.
Brady stilled, then raised his head to look down at me. “You’re hungry?”
I shook my head. “No, I’m actually not.” My brows shot up. “But you are.”
He pouted. “Yeah … I guess I am.”
I turned my head to kiss his bicep. “Off.”
“What?”
“You need to get off.”
He gave me a baffled look but pulled out of me. Fuck, he was hot, all silken skin and huge, hard cock. Focus, Justice.
I swung my legs out of bed and pulled on my clothes.
“Indie?”
“You stay there. I’ll be back.”
“Where are you going?”
“To get you some food.”
His eyes widened in surprise. “You want to feed me.”
My chest grew warm. “Yeah, babe, I do. Is that … Is that all right?”
His chest rumbled, and then he was out of bed, and I was crushed to his chest. “Fucking hell, Justice.”
Joy bloomed inside me. His joy mingled with my need to feed him.
This was the mating bond, and I needed to satisfy it.
I pulled back, and he reluctantly released me. “Keep the bed warm.”
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The soundsof celebration drifted out of the open windows of the main hall as I ran past, keeping low so as not to be spotted. No idea why I was in sleuth mode, I mean, there was no rule saying I couldn’t be out here at this time. We could take snacks from the kitchens if we wanted.
