Page 38 of Daughters of Chaos

Surprise flashes in his glassy orbs. "You can?"

A small smile spreads across my lips as I bob my head. "It's scary and crazy, but I can't imagine not being with you. It hasn't been long, but I'm already in too deep to turn back."

The tension seems to melt off his body at my words, and before I realize it, his lips are on mine, pressing desperately against them. With everything that's gone on lately, we're both wound so tight. He needs this—weneed this.

My arms fly around his neck, pulling him closer as my mouth works against his. When his slick tongue swipes over my lips, I happily open for him. The kiss turns frantic as his hands weave through my hair, plastering my face to his. A deep moan sounds in his throat, the sound echoing straight to my lower half. I need this. I needhim.

I use all my strength to pull him down on top of me. One of his hands drifts down my side, sending tingles along my spine. He breaks the kiss, watching me as his hand creeps toward my chest. When his thumb skims the underside of my covered breast, he looks at me. His unspoken question speeds the beating of my already racing heart.

I nod, knowing what he wants, what we both want. It's been building since that first day—the undeniable need to feel, to touch, to explore. His palm moves up, cupping my breast as my nipples pebble beneath my shirt. A gasp catches in my throat as he massages one, then the other.

My body is on fire as he nuzzles his face between them, sending a wave of need through me. Raptor's mouth moves over them next, capturing my nipple between his teeth. He nips and sucks each one through my shirt as his hands explore the skin at my waist. His rough hands slowly move over my body, teasing me as they make their way to where I want them most.

His erection presses against my leg as his hips start to thrust.Fuck, I need him.I arch off the bed, pulling my shirt over my head, and claw at the hem of his where it rests over his jeans. He obliges, ripping the shirt from his body and tossing it to the floor. His hard, tattooed body takes my breath away, and my hands start wandering over his ink.

When I trace the outline of a skull tattoo where it disappears under his waistline, he moans into my chest. I tease at the top of his jeans as his mouth latches to my neck, licking and biting, sending me into a frenzy. Every time we've kissed before, he's never pushed further than second base, and right now, I need that to change. "I need you," I tell him breathily. "I need you now."

"Tell me what you need, baby," he mumbles against my skin.

A whimper escapes my lips as I confess, "I need you inside me."

Raptor lets out a growl, pulling away from me. He sits back on his knees and devours me with his eyes. His hands dance up and down my chest and stomach, stopping to play when he reaches my heavy breasts, freeing them from the confines of my bra. "You sure, baby?"

My hips jerk off the bed, and I lick my lips as he pinches both nipples between his fingers. "Please."

He presses his hips against me, rolling them, teasing me with delicious friction that only makes me want more. "Fuck me, Raptor."

He stills, and his ragged breath is hot against my chest. For a second, I think he's about to stop like he has so many times before. He's been a perfect gentleman so far, but a gentleman isn't what I want right now. Right now, I need him unleashed.

He hovers over me, leveling his face with mine. I wait for the words that will stop us in our tracks once again, but they never come. "Call me Mason," he commands.

My chest heaves with need as I repeat my request. "Fuck me, Mason."

His eyes darken, and I watch as his reserve snaps. He trails his lips down my body, kissing, licking, and sucking all the way to the top of my leggings. With one more glance at my face, he hooks them with his thumbs and pulls them off with my panties in one smooth motion.

Sparks erupt behind my eyes when his thumb presses against my bundle of nerves. A loud gasp sounds as he works me with precision. I can feel my orgasm priming as he slides a thick digit inside me, quickly followed by another. His hands work my pussy as his tongue finds my nipples.

He growls as my orgasm clamps down on his warm fingers. I writhe and moan as he brings me to completion while his hand still pumps inside me. Teeth gently clamp down on my nipple as I arch into him, eyes rolling back as he sucks the pebbled flesh into his mouth.

"These need to go," I tell him, pulling at his jeans.

"Soon," he replies as his mouth drifts south. Before I can argue, his sinful lips start dancing over my folds.

My breathing comes in huffs as his tongue darts out, swiping up and down my soaking slit. It's euphoria. Nothing else matters right now besides this man and what he's doing with his tongue. It's sinfully delicious, and I never want it to end. As Mason brings me to a second climax, I bury my hands in his dark hair, tugging and pulling as he drives me wild. I can't remember my name as waves of ecstasy crash down around me.

He repositions so his hips are between mine, and the warmth of his naked flesh caresses me. The tip of his rigid member presses against my opening, and I lose all rational thought. I might actually die of happiness right now. When I look down, an unintelligible sound leaves my lips.

He's massive and beautiful, so thick and veiny and long, surrounded by neatly groomed hair over a sexy tattoo that screams sexual deviant. I've never wanted anyone so badly, and I've never seen a dick so large before. I'm not even sure the whole thing will fit inside me, but I'm more than willing to try.

He rolls on a condom and positions himself before looking back at me. "You ready, baby?"

"Yes."

Mason starts slow, inching his massive cock inside me little by little until he's fully sheathed. I've never felt so full before; it's verging on the edge of painful, but I like it. He pulls out, then pushes back in slowly, pumping back and forth until I'm used to the feeling of his fullness.

He starts to moan as he picks up the pace, bucking faster and harder, punching my cervix with every thrust. "Oh, fuck yes. Mason. Oh, Mason!"

My walls start to quiver as another orgasm builds. My legs clamp around him, pulling him closer as I roll my hips in synch with him. Closer and harder, we climb, taking each other to the brink as sweat slides down our skin. The sounds of slapping,moaning, and incoherent cries echo through the room as we chase our release.

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