Page 41 of Targeted By Temptation
“Yes, my love, we are. But there’s something we need to take care of first.”
“You want to get married? Yes. Let’s do that.” His offer was so sweet. He knew the importance of human marriage to so many.
“Not marriage.” I tapped my shoulder where he’d promised to one day mark me.
He kissed me… hard, raw, powerful, and filled with passion, and when our kiss broke, he turned the car back on and brought us all the way home.
I was taking that as a yes.
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Pregnant. We were going to have a baby.
The second we got home, I scooped up my mate and carried him into the bedroom. Before he tucked himself away, and saying he wished he had noise-canceling headphones, my wolf reminded me we hadn’t mated.
I haven’t forgotten, and I’ll buy you headphones for Christmas.
Really?
What do you think?My wolf wasn’t thinking straight.
Damn. Wolf over and out.
“Are you having an internal conversation?” Reign sat up and pulled off his shirt. “I wish I could hear what you’re saying.” He wriggled out of his pants but left his briefs on. He was so aroused, and I licked my lips as I eyed the huge bulge in his underwear.
Crouching low like a wild animal, I crawled over him and brushed my own arousal over his.
“Tease.” He yanked me closer, and I ground against his hardness.
The friction was delicious, and I could have stayed in this position, grinding on Reign’s cock, until I came.
“Better?”
Reign grunted. “I need you naked.”
“Mmmm.” Parting his legs and settling between them, I kissed his ankle and he shivered.
“What part of getting your gear off did you not understand?”
“I’ll get there eventually. But I have to get you frenzied first. I need you hot and bothered and begging for my cock.” Mumbling against him had goosebumps forming a circle around where my lips met his skin. It reminded me of a fairy circle my brothers talked about when we were kids.
After I shimmied his briefs off and paused to admire his magnificent cock, I pondered what it would be like having his length in my hole.
I trailed smooches up his leg and behind his knee. He whimpered, murmuring that he was ticklish when I grazed my teeth over his skin. Licking, lapping, and nibbling my way to his thigh, I parted his legs further, giving me access to his hole. Me licking around the rim had him panting while tugging my hair and begging me to continue.
Putting my hands on either side of his hole, I stretched it and stuck my tongue in. Reign jerked his hips and clawed at my shoulders, his breathing labored and shallow. As my tongue entered and withdrew, he lifted his hips and panted in time to my tongue’s thrusts.
But I was longing to be inside him, so I turned my attention to his cock and kissed over the hard ridge to the tip before sticking my tongue in the slit. Reign writhed beneath me, begging for my dick, but I took the head in my mouth and slid my tongue over it as if I was lapping my favorite ice cream.
Reign put a hand on either side of my face and yanked my head up. His glazed eyes, combined with a come-hither look, almost made me come in my pants.
“Take something off.”
“Yes, sir.” I unbuttoned my shirt, going so slowly that my mate shoved my hands away and did it himself. But his trembling fingers couldn’t get the buttons through the holes, and I laughed.
“Quiet, you.”
