Page 366 of Never Kiss a Fae
“Ours,” Titus corrected.
“Not for this moment,” I replied, sliding my cock deep into her, claiming her fully and taking her the way I preferred.
She allowed it, knowing my preferences in bed and embracing them. As did the others, even though I could practically feel Titus challenging me through the bonds. It only strengthened the moment, giving me a purpose to drive toward, a point to prove by taking our mate to new heights as I drove into her with the abandon we both needed.
Endless gratification required new twists to keep the pleasure fresh, which was what I gave her now.
A hint of pain.
A hint of violence.
A hint of male aggression.
And a whole hell of a lot of adoration.
Her tongue dueled with mine, her nails scraping down my back as I spurred her onward. Then I tightened my hold around her spirit, adding another knot to the mess she’d created and groaning as she jolted in reply.
It was a spiritual mating underlined in physical touch and heat.
She burned me from the inside out, and I returned the favor in kind.
Exos,she panted into my mind.
Now, princess,I replied, knowing what she needed.Come for me now.
Her back bowed off the bed, her lips parting on a scream that I swallowed with my tongue. She vibrated, her pleasure nearing pain, and her walls strangled the fuck out of my shaft. It felt amazing. Addictive. Delirious.
I pumped into her, needing more, driving her to yet another orgasm in minutes, and giving her a prelude for the competition to come.
Because I wanted to win.
Just like all the other mates.
And I had no problem pleasing my Claire.
For hours. Days. Weeks. Whatever it took.
She fell apart beneath me, her teeth digging into my lower lip in a silent reprimand for forcing so much out of her. And damn if that wasn’t the sexiest response she’d ever given me.
I speared my tongue into her mouth in time with my cock below and reveled in the burn building inside my lower abdomen. Fuck, it was good. So, sogood.Claire dug her heels into my ass, urging me onward, giving me that subtle demand she knew I loved, and encouraging me to join her in oblivion.
My balls tightened.
My stomach clenched.
The moment slowed, everything intensifying and then exploding into a million pieces as I lost myself inside her.
She was so tight. So hot. So wet. So fucking perfect.
I groaned, her name a benediction on my tongue as I gave her everything, drenching her with my claim and kissing the life out of her along the way.
I love you,I told her.Fuck, I love you, Claire.
I love you, too,she breathed, her eyes fluttering closed, her exhaustion evident.
I couldn’t wait to see her in a week. She’d be a replete mess of over-gratification.
“Hmm, let the orgasm trials begin,” I mused, nibbling her chin.
