Page 42 of In Your Eyes
“Samuel, honey,” he gasped breathlessly as he grappled with the sides of the chair and then grabbed the table, seemingly not knowing where to put his hands.
Seeing him lose control from the pleasure I gave him caused my cock to swell. I licked my lips and then mouthed my way up his shaft, darting my tongue out as I went, leaving him slick with my saliva. By the time I reached his glans, he was panting and shaking, clenching and releasing his fists, and whimpering.
Swiping my tongue over his slit, I closed my eyes in ecstasy at the taste of him. Blindly, I reached for his hand and dragged it over to my head, letting him know he could let go and take what he needed.
Immediately, he cried out, tangled his fingers in my hair, and thrust his hips up, pushing his dick into my mouth. I never would have imagined that letting someone else use my body and control my movements would be arousing, but with my mate, it was. I enjoyed giving myself to him just as much as I enjoyed taking what he offered me.
With Korban moaning and thrusting above me, I wrapped one hand around the base of his cock, parted my lips wider, and took him as deep as I could. The taste of his skin on my tongue, the stretch of my lips around his girth, and the heat of his erection in my mouth ramped up my arousal. Though my own dick was hungry for attention, I ignored it in favor of pleasuring my mate, using one hand to stroke his cock in time with my mouth and the other to cup and roll his balls.
“I’m close,” he warned just as drops of early seed spilled on my tongue.
Humping the air with no touch to my cock, my entire body stiffened, and I came with a muffled moan.
“Did you just…. Oh, hell, you did, didn’t you?” Grasping my hair almost hard enough to hurt, he growled, bucked his hips, and shoved his dick as far as he could before shooting down my throat.
For several seconds, he kept his firm hold on me, seeming to be locked in bliss. When he eventually slumped back into the chair, he relaxed his fingers and stroked my head. “Sorry,” he panted. “Did I hurt you?”
After taking another lick, I released his cock and wiped the back of my hand across my mouth. “No.” I shook my head, glanced down at the wetness in my pants, and then raised my gaze. “I’d say I liked that a whole lot.”
“You’re so sexy,” he said hoarsely. He combed his fingers through my hair. “And that was amazing.”
I rested my cheek against his leg and sighed in satisfaction. “Yeah, it was.”
“Oh,” Korban gasped.
“Hmm?” I said as I glanced up at him.
“You’re smiling.” He traced his fingers over my lips. “I’ve never seen you smile.”
It wasn’t something I did often, so that wasn’t a surprise. But I was content and happy through and through, so it made sense that my body was showing it.
“Thank you.” I closed my eyes and leaned on him. He stroked the back of my head and massaged my nape. “Mmm,” I moaned, my muscles going slack. Everything but Korban disappeared as I reveled in the waves of peace lapping in my mind. “I love you,” I mumbled, my tongue feeling thick and heavy. “So much.”
Chapter 14
THESUNhadn’t yet set when the doorbell rang. Korban and I had gone for a run in our wolf forms, and he was still washing up.
“Someone’s at the door,” I said as I buttoned my pants and shoved my feet into a pair of loafers. He was a smidge taller than me, but otherwise we had similar builds. A few of my jeans or pants were sure to fit him. “Go ahead and grab anything you want from the closet when you’re done.”
“Will do,” he answered and reached for a bottle of shampoo. The position highlighted the width of his shoulders, narrowness of his waist, and curve of his ass.
My breath hitched, my jaw dropped, and I whimpered at the gorgeous vision before me. I could have derived hours of entertainment from watching his body through the glass.
Unfortunately, the doorbell rang again, reminding me that I was Alpha and pack members were entitled to my attention. Even if it meant missing the sight of my mate wet and sudsy.
With a resigned sigh, I pulled my shirt on and walked out of the bedroom. “Coming,” I yelled as I neared the entryway. “Be right there.”
I opened the door to find my father’s friend Walter Clemson waiting.
“Walter, hi,” I said as I stepped back and raised my arm toward the inside of the house. “Please come in.”
“Hello, uh, thank you.” Walter blinked rapidly, looking confused.
Once he stepped past me, I shut the door, put my hand on his back, and led him toward the living room. “What can I do for you?”
He reared back in response to my touch.
“Are you okay?” I asked, worried he was injured and I hadn’t realized.
