Page 16 of Rebel's Fairytale

Taking advantage, Rock deepened the kiss, caressing her tongue with his own as his hand fisted in her hair, and his other hand moved between them. He circled her opening with his middle finger as his thumb flicked her clit, making her moan into his mouth. He loved how responsive she was to him. She didn’t hold anything back.

Sliding his finger inside of her, he broke the kiss and moved down to her jaw, nipping the skin there. “You’re always so damn wet for me, Angel,” he growled against her neck. He slid his finger out of her and added another on the next glide inside.

“Wes,” she panted as her hands went to his back, one holding on, the other sliding up to his hair, “I need you.”

“I’m right here.” He kissed down her neck to her chest and nipped the inner swell of her left breast. “And I have no plans of going anywhere.”

She gripped his hair in a fist and yanked his head back. Looking up at her, he grinned at the almost feral look in her eye. “You’ve been teasing me for an hour,” Mary whined. “Fuck me already.”

When she let go of his hair, he chuckled and kissed his way back up to her lips. “How many days until your birth control takes effect?”

“Nine.”

“So, I’m assuming you want me to use a condom.” He stared down into her gray-green eyes and waited for her to make a decision.

Her brows came together. “Do you thinknowis the right time to even consider making our family larger? We don’t even live together. Hell, we don’t even live on the same side of the state. Do you even want more kids?”

Rock rested his forehead against hers. “You’re right. Now isn’t the time, but just to clear up any confusion on the subject, I wouldkillto see these curls on a little girl of my own.”

When he saw the tears well in her pretty eyes, he pressed his lips to hers and reached over to the bedside table to grab a condom from the stash he had left on the top. Breaking the kiss, he used his teeth to open the packet. Mary took the condom from him and reached between them.

He waited for her to finish rolling it on his hard length and wrap her arms around his shoulders, before he said, “When I’m done making love to you, we’ll talk about our living situation.”

Before she could react to his words, he slid inside of her. They couldn’t get enough of the sensuality and affection they shared. It was that way every time they were within reach of each other. If Rock had to pick a favorite moment, though, it was the glossy-eyed look on her face every single time he entered her. She made him feel like a god.

He pulled out and slid back in a little harder, tilting his hips just right on the end of the stroke to make sure he hit the spots her body needed from him. He kept up the pace, making sure to build the momentum just the way she liked it.

With his forehead pressed to hers, he held her gaze, letting his guard down and letting her see all the love and desire he had in his heart and body for her. No one had made him feel as deeply as she did. It was as if she reached the bottom of the well and just kept digging, allowing his capacity of love to grow.

“Wes,” she whispered as a tear streamed from her eye and across her temple, before it disappeared into the corkscrew curls that had mesmerized him for over a year.

“I love you,” he told her. His voice cracked as he said the words, but he knew she understood him when her legs and arms tightened around him.

“I love you, too.”

He kissed her lips and picked up the pace, desperate to hear her cry out with pleasure. Mary’s nails dug into the skin of his back, amping up his lust and making the snap of his hips a little erratic. Rock broke their kiss and made his way to where her neck met her shoulder.

He wasn’t a shifter. He was as human as they come, but that didn’t mean he was without desire to mark his woman. When her core began to contract around him, and Mary cried out his name, Rock latched on, giving the skin there a sucking loving bite that would surely leave a bruise. It was that bite that sent them both over the edge.

Slamming home, he released inside of her as her pussy milked his cock, and Mary held him in a death grip.

He waited for the waves of pleasure to ease and his breathing to slow before he kissed the area he had bitten. “I want you and the kids to move in with me.”

She took a few panted breaths before she replied, “So, you thought you would fuck me into submission?”

Rock barked a laugh and leaned back enough to look into her eyes. “Do I need to?”

She cupped his face in her palms and let out a sigh. “Wes, my dream consists of us in the same house, with all of our children, and having this connection with you every night. I’m not turning you down, but I won’t move my kids back to this town until you’re in this all the way.”

Rock’s brows pulled together as he tried to figure out what she was trying to say. “Angel, I’m literally asin all the wayas I can possibly be, and I don’t mean my dick.”

Mary rolled her eyes. “I’ll tell you what. I don’t need a ring or a wedding or any of that, but I do need to be acknowledged as yours in front of the important people in your life.”

Understanding dawned and Rock smiled. “You want to be my Ol’ Lady.”

“Duh.”

He kissed her lips. “You want my property patch.”

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