Page 52 of Until Forever Comes
“Mmm, that’s it,” Miguel moaned when I coated his wrinkled flesh and then pushed my slick finger inside. He moved his hand up and swiped some cream off mine and then spread it on my throbbing erection.
“Ungh,” I moaned. “Oh, Lord, I can’t….” I gulped. “I….”
He brushed my hand aside and pulled me forward by my prick, not stopping until I pressed against his entrance. Then he wrapped his long legs around me and propped his heels on my backside, pressing down and forcing my erection into his body.
“Miguel!” I cried.
“That’s it,” he whispered. “Love how you feel inside me.” I bottomed out and we both gasped for air, the pleasure nearly overwhelming in its intensity. “Damn, never would have thought I’d like it this much,” he said. “But with you, I do.”
I planted my hands on either side of his neck and gazed into his eyes as I pulled back slowly and then shoved back in fast and hard.
“Fuck!” he shouted as he arched his back. “Again, just like that. Do it again.”
So I did. Sweat dripped from my temples as I set a punishing pace, moving faster than ever before, slamming into my mate’s body over and over again.
“Ah, ah, ah,” I grunted frantically, knowing I couldn’t hold back much longer.
Miguel curled his hand around the back of my head and yanked me down for a bruising kiss. I felt his hand make its way between our bellies, felt him wrap it around his hard flesh and start to yank up and down. And then he pushed my head to the side, sank his fangs into my neck, and drew out my blood, sending me into a soaring orgasm that caused my vision to go dark and my throat to go hoarse from the power of my cries.
“WOW,so you were telling the truth in that letter you sent me,” Katherine said. “You really are feeding from a shifter.”
Miguel pulled his mouth back and yanked my shirt down so it covered my bare backside right quick. I was still buried inside him, the mating knot keeping me there. He quickly lapped at my neck and then turned his head to face the doorway.
“Katie!” he shouted. “For fuck’s sake! Haven’t you ever heard of knocking?”
“The door was open, so knocking wouldn’t have made a lot of sense.” She walked over to the mattress and plopped down. “Plus, as loud as you were, I seriously doubt you would have heard me.” She cocked her chin in my direction. “I mean, you didn’t even have the presence of mind to take off his clothes. Tsk, tsk, tsk. Why rush a good thing?”
She opened her bag, looked through it, and eventually pulled out a pad of paper and a pencil. “All right, let’s get down to business. Does it hurt after you feed?” she asked Miguel, her pad propped on her knee and her pencil at the ready. “How many times have you done it?” My jaw dropped open in shock at her choice of timing for this conversation. “Do you have to take in a certain amount of human blood in between?”
“He only feeds from me!” I shouted, forgetting for a moment that I had my pecker shoved up inside my nude mate and wanting to make clear that he’d never again be drinking from another.
Miguel combed his fingers through my hair in a comforting gesture. “Seriously, Katie. Get the fuck out so I can put some clothes on, and then we can finish this inquisition.”
“Who’s stopping you? Get dressed. I know you’re a man,” she said with a smirk on her face. “But I’m pretty sure you can talk and put your pants on at the same time. That’s not an overwhelming amount of multitasking, is it?”
“I’m sorry, baby,” Miguel said to me and then kissed my forehead. “She’s crazy, but she means well.”
“Hey!” Katie said in what I was pretty sure was mock offense. “You’re the one who sent me a letter asking for help with your shifter’s blood issue. And, seriously, I know I was joking around before, but this is an awkward way to have a conversation. Can you at least get out from under the man and put some pants on?”
“We can’t separate yet, so how about you go run a couple of laps or bang your head against the wall or something to occupy yourself and we’ll call you when we’re done,” Miguel said.
She furrowed her brow. “What do you mean you can’t separate yet? Despite a lack of personal experience of the carnal sort, I’m very familiar with how the male body works, and I’m pretty sure it’s just another version of what goes in must come out.”
“I cannot believe I am having this conversation,” Miguel said in frustration.
“I think we’re good now,” I whispered to him as I wiggled and worked my prick out of his body. “Everything’s, uh, gone down.”
“That was fast,” he said.
“Are you referring to your stamina?” Katie asked. “Because that would be really, really hilarious.”
“You are going to be wearing a pine overcoat if you can’t keep your mouth shut,” Miguel barked. “Either get out or turn your head so I can get up and get dressed.”
“What, now you’re shy all of a sudden? I’ve seen you naked before.”
I growled low in my throat.
“Girl, I am going to end you!” he yelled at her.
