Page 21 of Claiming His Virgin Mate

Hot moisture soaked through the fabric of her shirt as he held her there, his eyes on hers expectantly.

“I’m perfect,” she said, nodding, needing him to do more than just keep her there in the warm cocoon of his mouth.

Alex grinned around his mouthful of her breast, then he sucked. Even through the fabric, it was incredible. He did it again and again, long hard pulls that made her legs weak with needing. Maggie’s head hit the wall, but she didn’t care. Even through her shirt and bra, her entire body was aflame from the single, splendid suction of his mouth on her breast.

“Alex,” she whimpered, and hugged him tighter to her body.

He continued that wonderful tugging motion while his hands were busy with the fastening of her shorts. Thank God, they were elastic. Once undone, he grabbed her ass and lifted her up higher, claiming her mouth once more while he wrapped her legs around his trim waist.

Not one ounce of fat did she spy on his superb body. He was rock-hard muscle and raw power. Fuck, he was so gorgeous. And to think, he was kissing her like his life depended on it.

“Mmm,” she moaned, eyes wide as his talented fingers found their way down the front of her shorts.

“So hot and wet,” Alex growled, “your scent is driving me wild.”

His voice seemed even deeper than before as he petted her over the damp cotton of her panties. Maggie was incapable of speech. All she could do was hold on to his massive shoulders while he worked her over the thin material, finding her swollen, needy clit with ease.

“Want you so bad,” he said, and thrust his tongue into hers while he tapped on her little naughty little button.

“Alex,” Maggie moaned his name.

She wanted, no, sheneededmore. Her body ached for him. She rocked her hips slightly, demanding more contact. Then suddenly, like he read her mind, Alex’s finger pushed her panties to the side.

Maggie went wild the moment his blunted fingertips parted her sex lips, stroking along the seam until he finally touched her where she wanted him most.

“OH!” she yelled, but he swallowed the sound.

Thank fuck.She felt his growl reverberate through her entire body. Sucking on his tongue to keep from crying out. Her heart pounded furiously inside her chest, and blood roared in her ears as he played her with his thumb.

Circle, circle, tap, tap, tap.

Maggie could only hold on for the ride while he continued with the erotic torture. His shoulders were so much broader than she’d realized when he was pressed against her this way.

She felt tiny by comparison, and that was a novelty in itself. Never mind the thrilling sensations of being so close to him. Maggie had been kissed by men. Hell, she’d gotten to third base a time or two. But she’d never felt anything close to this.

Passion built like the tide. It grew and grew, threatening to drown her. But she was safe in his arms. She knew that like she knew her own name. Believed and trusted in it, in him, to see her through to the end.

“So ready for me. Aren’t you, kitten?” he growled and caught her bottom lip gently between his teeth.

Maggie’s lust glazed eyes met his, but she couldn’t answer for the life of her. It was as if something had taken over her body. She was a slave to his whims, willing to do anything and everything he wanted as long as he kept on.

As. Long. As. He.Never. Stopped. Touching. Her.

Then it happened. Maggie’s breath caught, mouth wide in a silent scream. She arched her back as wave after wave of glorious pleasure assaulted her nerves.

Fuck, she was coming. Hard and fast. Falling apart in Alex Kensington’s arms. And it was better than she’d imagined.

Alex continued to stroke her sex with long, languorous motions until she slumped against him, breathing heavily, utterly spent, and boneless. He pressed kisses to her forehead. Holding her against the wall, she was locked in his powerful embrace.

“Maggie,” he breathed her name, kissing her, still petting her, but she could not respond.

She simply did not have the strength. Maggie could not believe that had just happened. She pushed against his chest weakly, and as she’d figured, he did not budge.

Slipping his hand out of her shorts, he looked her in the eyes and licked each glistening digit. Her breath caught, and lust filled her blood once more. How was he doing this to her? She’d never once in her whole life wanted a man with such intensity.

“Been wanting to taste you since I saw you, kit,” he growled, “Mmm. You’re even sweeter than I imagined.”

The sudden, loud knocking and sequential opening of the office door had Alex, standing her on her feet, and turning around to block her with his body so quickly, had he not been directly in front of her, she would have fallen over.

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