Page 57 of Rock Hard
“Did you know that would happen?” he asked.
She shook her head. “You mean black out? No.”
His eyes went to her neck, the skin torn and ragged from his bite. He winced and felt her tense, clearly misunderstanding.
“Regrets already, Rex?”
“Only that I hurt you,” he said honestly. “I got a little carried away, wanting everyone to know you’re mine.”
“I might have been a bit overzealous myself”—she smirked—“for exactly the same reason. You, Rex Løve, are officially off the market.” Alice leaned down and licked gently along the bite mark that she had given him, sending bolts of pleasure right into his balls.
He rolled them over and thrust in and out of her with long, slow strokes. He took his time, savoring the feel of her stretching around him, something he hadn’t been able to fully appreciate before.
“I want to wake up like this every morning, Alice. Deep in your sweet pussy, your taste on my lips and tongue. Starting and ending every day fucking my beautiful, fierce mate into ecstasy.”
Her eyes softened. “Yeah?”
“Yeah.”
They made love again, this time slow and easy, until she cried out his name. It was music to his ears.
