Page 51 of Bear In A Boutique
His eyes were heavy with lust when he pulled back to look at her. “Upstairs.”
Taking her hands, he helped her to her feet and supported her as she turned and cleared the last few steps. Luckily, she hadn’t locked her apartment when she went downstairs this morning. Ryker pulled her against him with one arm, turned the handle, and walked her back as the door burst open and banged hard on the door stop. He kicked it closed, eyes scanning her small apartment.
Olive pointed to the bedroom. “Over there.”
Something hard and hot pressed against her thigh. Glancing down, she realized Ryker lost the blanket in the doorway, giving her full access to his body, and the long, thick cock resting against her leg.
A blip of apprehension cut through the lust, but she forgot about it when he picked her up and tossed her onto the center of her bed. Moving over her, Ryker braced himself on his hands on either side of her head, which offered her unrestricted access to his hard, beautiful chest.
Feeling outside of herself and flooded with need, she raked her fingers over the topography of his chest, her nails leaving faint red lines in between his pecks and down the hard ridges of his abdomen. She shifted beneath him, suddenly unable to stay still while he looked at her.
He needed todosomething.
“Ryker.” She ran a hand up his chest and wrapped it around the front of his throat, arching her hips with a frustrated gasp.
He grinned devilishly. “Feeling a little feral, are you?”
Her fingers tightened around his throat, feeling the content moan ripple beneath her palm before it left his lips.
“I think I’m going to like you being in heat.”
“What?” Arching again, she raked her nails down his back. “That’s ridiculous.”
“Is it? Do you normally act like a wild animal when you want sex?”
Narrowing her eyes, she wrapped a hand around his erection and grinned at his quick exhalation of breath.
“Only with you.”
“Fucking right, only with me. You’remine.”
Grabbing her chin, he turned her face to expose her neck where he peppered kisses and nipped her with his teeth. In a flurry, he lifted her hips while crushing his lips to hers and unzipped her skirt before pulling it down. Olive kicked it away, then helped him whisk off her bra.
Before she could take a full breath, Ryker kicked her legs apart and moved between them. Pulling her panties aside, he dipped his face between her thighs.
“Is this what you want?”
He dipped a finger between her folds before she could answer. Her brain closed off to everything but the sensations as he used his tongue to bring her to the edge. Gripping the comforter in her fists, she moved her hips, seeking every drop of pleasurefrom his mouth. He pulled back, suddenly moving over her and kneeling between her legs.
Her hyper-sensitive core throbbed with the ache of an orgasm hanging in the balance. Their eyes locked and Olive sucked in a breath. His eyes were wild and glazed with lust.
Kissing him, she pulled his lower lip between her teeth. “Who’s feral now?”
“I’m just getting started. You want feral? I’ll give you feral.”
His fingers dug into her hips, holding her steady, and with a wicked glint in his eyes, slipped into her.
Her head pressed into the pillow as he stretched and filled her. It hurt in the best possible way. Ryker slowly withdrew, then thrust back into her. Her body rejoiced at finally getting its deepest craving satisfied. She didn’t need an adjustment period and didn’t want him to go slow.
He unleashed on her, driving into her hard again and again, knowing it was exactly what her body craved. Vaguely aware that she was pulling the sheets into a bunch around them, Olive lifted her hips to meet each thrust. The orgasm he started suddenly consumed her with a blinding flash of pleasure. And when he followed her a moment later, filling her with his release, her entire body shuddered with relief.
It got what it wanted.
The throbbing emptiness was gone.
And her heart had never been so full.
Chapter Nineteen
