Page 160 of Wanted

“Use your words, love,” he chastises. “What do you want?”

Then, to be a total jerk, he blows a cool breath against my clit.

My hips thrust up as I say,“I want your mouth on me.”

“Your wish is my command…”

Turning his head, he bites the tender spot right next to my pussy.

“Not there!”I cry even as a delicious wave of bliss crashes into me.

“My mistake.”Raphael chuckles and carefully slides out his fangs.“Where do you want my mouth?”

I groan inwardly, and hear him chuckle deviously inside my head again.

He’s really going to make me say it. Say a word I’ve never spoken out loud…

But is it really out loud if it’s inside my head?

“Do you want it here?”he asks before he bites the top of my mons.

“Good grief!” I exclaim and bolt upright.

Only to be shoved back down by his big palm shoving against my chest.

And, of course, that damned palm of his is pressing right against my mark.

“You suck!” I screech as I twitch and spasm against the bed.

“Fuck,” Raphael growls and removes his hand.

Through the bond, I know he didn’t touch my mark intentionally, but the damage has already been done.

The unwanted throes have me in their grasp and don’t release me until I’m a panting mess.

I orgasmed.

I fuckingorgasmedjust from him touching the mark.

Raphael slides back up my body and tries to cup my cheek, his eyes pleading for forgiveness.

But I’m done playing games.

I push him away by shoving my hand into his chest. Then I sit up to face him.

“You know, after all the feelings we shared with each other, you could have been a lot nicer about this,” I point out.

He frowns at me in confusion. “What do you mean?”

Reaching down, I grab him by the cock and squeeze gently.

“I mean, you could have made sweet, gentle, love to me,” I purr as I stroke my hand up and down his length.

His cock is as slick as my thighs from all the precum spilling from the tip. Allowing my hand to easily glide up and down him.

Eyes almost rolling back in his head, he groans, “I only wanted to make you feel good.”

Leaning forward, I breathe into his ear as my grip tightens a little. “Mission accomplished.”

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