Mica nodded, her breathing coming quicker. But this wasn’t enough of a reaction. He wanted, needed, more from her. He carefully slid his fingers through her heat, searching out for the right spot. When he found a bud, he gently stroked it. Mica’s eyes widened and her breathing hitched Hayden grinned. Jackpot!

He swirled his fingers around her clit, keeping his tough light. It hardened, growing stiffer as it sought out more friction. Hayden nibbled at the sensitive skin on Mica’s neck, enjoying the way her pressed herself into him, while simultaneously struggling to remain still. She held her breath.

“Is that good?” he asked again.

Mica nodded, still holding her breath.

Hmmm. He wanted more of a reaction than that. He moved with a little more pressure. Her hips jerked toward him and she let out a soft cry. She grabbed his arms and Hayden propped himself on his elbow to watch her. Her eyes were wide as she searched his face. Deliberately, he made the same action.

“Hayden!” She jerked.

“I don’t know what you like if you don’t show me,” he told her. “Don’t fight your body, Mica. I want to see your pleasure. Iwant to see your eyes roll back into your head. This isn’t some quick fuck. I’m your mate and I will have your pleasure.”

“Don’t stop,” she begged. Her hands clenched around his biceps. “Hayden, please! Give me more.”

Hayden grinned. He pushed a finger in her, testing, and used his thumb to move over her bud. She let out another gasp, her hands roving over him now. She cupped his head and brought his mouth to hers, kissing him with abandon. A second finger joined the first and he curled them upward, finding the spot inside her. He worked her from inside and out as they kissed. She reached for him, but he stopped her, pinning her hand over her head.

Her back arched and she jerked toward him. She rolled her hips, helping him as he stroked wither. The cries of her pleasure were swallowed in their kisses, so Hayden moved away. She tried to follow him, then her head fell back. Hayden buried his face into her neck, kissing and nibbling at her skin as her body moved against his fingers. She reacted so beautifully to him, giving him everything. It was delicious and made him harden.

When she was trembling and wet, he pulled back. Mica collapsed onto the bed, panting. Her sea-green eyes were dark as she stared at him. He took her hand and led it to him. As she cupped her hand around him, Hayden groaned. He was already ready for her, and fought against the pleasure as her hands explored him.

“I can use my mouth if you want,” Mica offered breathlessly.

Hayden shook his head. “I want to be inside of you. Fuck, Mica. You’re already so hot and wet. First, do you want to use protection?”

Mica’s eyebrows furrowed. “Do you have some?”

“I do. Do you want to use it?” He patiently waited.

“No.” Mica gave him a breathless smile. “Part of being your mate means I need to give you children. I want you, Hayden. All of you.”

Hayden rolled over, positioning himself over her. Mica moved both of her hands to his chest, slightly cupping around as she welcomed him in. Her thighs wrapped around his hips, soft and firm all at once. Hayden grabbed one, moving it up a little higher as he took himself in hand. Mica watched his face, a wonderous expression on her face. He carefully pressed himself to her entrance, easing in the first inch.

“Fuck,” Mica whimpered.

“Does that hurt?” Hayden asked. She was so tight around him that he was worried he hadn’t fully prepared her.

Mica shook her head. “It feels so good. More.”

Hayden chuckled, enjoying her demanding side. He pushed in until he was fully seated, groaning as her greedy heat sucked him in. Mica whimpered and Hayden rested his forehead against hers. He waited there, letting her adjust. Her fingers dug into his shoulders. She was the one that started moving first, rocking her hips back and forth to move him inside of her. Her eyes were at half-mast, her mouth slightly open. He swelled, his skin feeling too tight to contain him.

She kissed him, panting into his mouth. Hayden started to move, slowly at first but with increasing momentum. Mica matched his rhythm, her hips thrusting upward. Soon, she was crying out every time they came together. Hayden gritted his teeth, fighting back on the pressure building inside of him. Hewould see her finish first. He was getting dangerously close, so he reached between them and stroked her clit again.

“Hayden,” she cried out. A flush rose up her neck and face. Her back arched, and her mouth fell open.

“That’s it,” he grunted, pistoning his hips faster. He rubbed his thumb over her clit softer, then harder again.

It was enough to tip her over the edge. She clamped down around him, and that was it. Hayden came undone. His movements became jerky as all the tension inside him exploded in a single moment. He collapsed over her, holding her close, kissing every inch of her creamy skin. Slowly, they both stilled. Mica moaned in his ear, her hold on him just as tight as his on hers.

Hayden propped himself up onto his elbows, smiling down at her. Mica smiled back, her eyelids drooping. He hadn’t seen her this relaxed ever.

“I hope that was good for you,” she said, peeking at him under her lashes.

He kissed her, taking his time to explore her mouth.

“It was wonderful,” Hayden assured her.

He eased himself out and rolled over onto his back. Mica came to her side, the length of her body pressed against him. The heat of her body radiated into him. Hayden stroked her arms and back, satiated—for now, at least.