Page 30 of Stone Heart
She smiled at the one little word he’d let slip.
Please.
She had him in the palm of her hand. She had a funny feeling he didn’t say that word often.
She released him.
His growl filled the air, and he bucked his hips, surging deep inside her. He clamped his hands on her hips, raising then sliding her back down on him.
“Rhodack!” she moaned.
He thrust his cock right to her depths as she rode him. He gripped her breast and sucked it into his mouth. She cried out at his cock continuing to stretch and fill her. She held on to him when he flipped them over with him landing on top.
“Mate,” he ground out, covering her mouth with his, gliding his tongue inside her mouth.
Their bodies moved in a synchronous motion while he took her. He reached down and pulled one of her legs over his forearm and pushed her to her limits.
The new position allowed him to go deeper. Her hips met his every thrust. The build-up of her release was coming. Her breaths came fast, and he continued to slam into her.
“Rhodack!” she screamed as her release barreled through her. She arched her back off the bed and rode the waves of her orgasm.
He shouted, filling her with his release. His fingers dug into her while he poured his seed into her womb. His body hovered over hers before crashing down onto her.
She wrapped her arms around him, not wanting him to separate their bodies. She loved the feeling of his cock inside her. There was a connection between them—she wouldn’t deny that.
She held him to her, desperate for him not to move. He murmured something against her shoulder.
“What did you say?” she asked.
“The sun is coming up. Promise me you won’t leave,” he murmured, shifting their bodies.
He pulled out of her, and she protested. He brought her to his side and tugged the covers over them. She snuggled into his chest, and his eyes closed as he fell into a deep sleep.
