Page 25 of Vengeful in Love
Natalie didn’t recognize her own voice. She fought for control as her body remembered yesterday and demanded satisfaction.
He paused.
“Don’t…” Her fingers buried themselves in his hair and pulled his head toward her roughly. “Don’t you dare stop.”
She fused her mouth to his. This time, he didn’t hold back. Maintaining the kiss, he lifted her and carried her back into the cabin’s main room. It seemed about as difficult for him as carrying Matto would have been.
The power in his body stunned her. It was as if she were made of papier-mâché and he of oak. She liked her men strong, but this was almost frightening.
His hands were everywhere, fueling an inextinguishable fire in her. Despite the breeze stirring the air, a thin film of sweat covered her body. He pulled her shirt up and unclasped her bra. His mouth took her nipple, the touch she’d been aching for, and she cried out.
She moved her legs restlessly. Her sex was slick and ready. Switching to the other breast, he put a thigh between hers. She rubbed herself against it shamelessly. But it wasn’t enough. Far from it.
“Now,” she said. “Now.”
With his mouth still on her nipple, he picked her up again and took several steps until her back touched the island between the kitchen and the living room. Wordlessly, she put her hands on the smooth top to brace herself. He unbuttoned and unzipped her jeans. Her entire body tensed in anticipation of total possession. But instead of ripping her pants off and taking her, he drew her jeans down slowly, then paused and fingered her through the thin lacy fabric of her panties, moist with her heat.
“Alex!”
Natalie wanted the panties gone. Impatient, she pulled the underwear down herself and placed her feet widely apart.
Alex’s eyes turned to glittering slits. Two fingers entered her, and his thumb rubbed the little sensitive nub.
Her back arched. The sensation was almost too much. His mouth, his hands—they all moved to drive her relentlessly toward the edge, and she was helpless to stop it.
Her body tensed, rock hard, and she screamed her pleasure. But this was just the beginning. He pushed her again, farther and faster. He pressed his clever mouth against her sex, sensitive after the incredible orgasm.
“I can’t,” Natalie moaned.
He showed her she could.
She fought to breathe. She had no control over her body or its response to him. When she clenched her hands around the edge of the counter and convulsed, she found herself flung so far and so fast that if he hadn’t been holding her, she would have fallen.
Alex finally moved away from her, and Natalie gulped in air. He pulled his clothes off. His erection jutted out.
At the sight of it, she found her desire rising again, a monster that should’ve been appeased after two explosive orgasms.
“Turn around,” he said, his voice rough.
Her brain was slow to comprehend, but he didn’t bother to wait. He turned her, bent her over the counter, and placed her hands on the edge.
“Spread your legs.”
Mindless with need, she did as she was told. She heard the sharp tear of a condom package. He rested his hands on her hips and caressed
them before he pushed inside.
He felt enormous, but he entered her in one smooth stroke. Her entire body quivered.
“Tell me what you want,” he whispered, his breath warm against her neck.
“Take me.”
“How?”
God, how could he expect her to talk when she had to fight for every breath? She wanted everything he had to give. She tried to move, but he held her tightly.
“Hard. Fast. Front, back, side, I don’t care how you do it, just do it!”
