I’m boneless and gasping when he leans back and stands up. I roll my head to the side so I can watch him, not wanting to miss the show I know he’s going to give me. I’m not disappointed when he grabs the sides of his shirt and pulls them apart, sending buttons flinging in all directions, revealing his sculpted chest.
I lick my lips as my eyes drift down each rippled abdominal, following the V cut deep into his hips, pointing to where I want to be. His hands go to his low-riding pants. His fingers flick open the fastening, and they drop to the floor.
A second later, he’s on me, positioning me so I’m kneeling on the bed, braced on my elbows with my ass in the air. I’m so wet that he easily slides deep inside my aching pussy. His fingers bite into my hips as he rocks forward, sinking more of his length inside before drawing out until I can feel the ridge of his crown at my entrance.
“Do you want me, Annah?” he asks me.
At first I’m taken aback by his question, because of course I want him.
When I don’t answer right away, he thrust into me. It’s rough and forces the air from my lungs. God, I love it. Pressing his lips to the back of my neck, he pulls almost all the way out again.
“Tell me, Annah,” he rasps.
“Yes!” I gasp. “Yes, I want you Rovos. I need you.” Pushing myself up on my hands, I arch against him, pushing my ass back. “I need you deep.”
We both groan when he sinks inside me. All the way.
One hand slides around my neck, cupping the front of my throat, and I close my eyes and swallow. With his fingertips resting just over my jumping pulse, he applies the barest amount of pressure. His other arm snakes around my middle and pulls me up so we’re both kneeling on the bed. Keeping his hand cupped around my throat, he tilts my head back so it rests against his shoulder.
“Like this?” His breath in my ear sends shivers through my body.
“Yes!” I gasp and brace my hands on his thighs, digging my nails into the thick muscle.
He rocks against me, filling me, as a fine sheen of sweat breaks out across my skin. When he rocks again, he hits that place deep,so deep, that has me arching to meet him.
“Nuh-uh, no coming yet,” he tells me, even as he slides his other hand between my spread legs, where he uses a light touch to circle my clit.
“I can’t…” I whimper as my core flutters around him. My orgasm is rushing up fast.
“Not yet, Annah,” Rovos pants in my ear. Then he groans, “Tell me you’re mine.”
Oh god, I’m so close.“I’m yours,” I pant.
“Tell me.” A shudder runs through him, and he drops his mouth to my shoulder, where he laves at my salty skin. “Tell me you’ll be my mate.”
“Yes.” My eyes roll back when the first pulses of my orgasm ripple through me. “Oh god, Rovos. Yes, I’ll be your mate.”
His breath is scorching against the place where my shoulder and neck meet. I suck in a breath when the sharp bite of teeth pierce my shoulder, just before my whole body clenches and wave after wave of ecstasy crash over me.
I scream his name as euphoria washes over me. His arms band around me, and I’m helpless as I clench around him. He holds me immobile with his teeth as he fucks me from behind, until, with a muffled roar, he follows me with his own peak.
He’s still buried deep inside of me when he eases us both to the mattress and curls around me, surrounding me with his warm body and scent. His tongue has a rough rasp to it as he drags it over and over the place where he bit me.
“Rovos,” I whisper. I want to ask about the bite, but my eyelids are growing heavier by the moment.
“Rest,Keresta,” Rovos whispers. He runs his hand over the side of my face and then places a kiss next to the corner of my mouth. “Sleep, and then we’ll talk.”
“Wait. Just one thing.” I struggle to focus on him. “What does that mean?”
“What does what mean,Keresta?”
“That. What does Keresta mean?”
“It meansbeloved,” he tells me as one of his large hands gently cups the side of my face, his thumb lightly touching my bottom lip. “Now sleep.”
And I do.
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