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“You’re going to come so beautiful for me, baby, aren’t you?” I caressed her face.

She moaned and moved her head into my hand. “I’m so close.”

“I love how you look right before you come.” I caressed her face softly as I rocked in and out of her. “What a good girl, telling me to give you what you needed.”

“Yes,” she panted. “I need you.”

“You have me,” I panted, my emotions tangling up with my lust. “Look between us.”

She looked down where our bodies met, at the sight of my cock disappearing in and out of her. The sight was hot, so fucking hot. “Fuck, seeing your pussy taking me inside all the way, it makes me so hard.”

Stella moaned, leaning her forehead against mine. “Take me, Evan, take me.”

“We’re not going anywhere. There were a lot more positions in that book you wanted to try, wasn’t there?”

“Yes,” she whimpered. “Bent over. On top.”

I licked her neck, cupping her breasts again. I squeezed her nipples and ground up into her. “You look so sexy spread out like this. I’m going to fuck you in all those positions and then more. Do you want that?”

“Yes,” she whimpered. She was so wet and slick around me. She squeezed her thighs, and I slid her up the ramp, so she was almost in my lap.

The angle changed enough that she squealed with my next thrust up. “Oh, fuck, Evan yes.”

I couldn’t pull back as much with my ass against the ramp, so I thrust forward, sending her up and down. She lifted her hips up with me, pushing herself down with wet, slapping sounds. I went faster, chasing the orgasm I knew was coming.

“Yes,” I panted into her ear, my balls harder than rocks. “Yes, that’s it, fuck my cock. I can’t wait to show Jerrick and Simon how good you are at riding me.”

She screamed, tightening around me. I came hard with a growl, thrusting up into her over and over.

She gasped and writhed against me, her body tighter than a bow string, so I kept thrusting into her through her orgasm. She broke her restraints at last to dig her hands into my ass, yanking me against her, and coming again.

I thrust my knot inside her grunted at the moment of perfection.

Stella’s whole body jerked up, and I turned into nothing but a creature of need. She mewled around me, her hips grinding, body tight. I kept my hips rocking into her, over and over, as she came again and again.

I collapsed on top of her, kissing her neck gently. “You’re amazing, Stella. So amazing.”

One taste of her, and I wasn’t sure I was going to be able to let her go. I had to convince her—and Simon—that this time, things could be different.

Chapter11

Stella

Evan panted in my ear, and I floated on a cloud of pure bliss.

I decided to take what I want, but I didn’t expect this level of satisfaction. Something about Evan telling me how beautiful I was while thrusting into me undid my careful self-control.

Evan shifted his weight, so he was on top, but not squashing me. We were still knotted together, and the ramp made it so much easier to cuddle without keeping my legs tensed.

I might never have sex on a regular bed again. Evan caressed his hand down my arm, giving me a sleepy purr.

The static in my mind cleared away, leaving only contentment. I was safe and cherished. I downplayed the nesting side of being in heat since the constant arousal was so distracting.

Who knew it would be so damn hot to be told I was a good girl. I mean, we both had an orgasm. I had several in fact, so of course we were doing a good job. But he watched with me with desire and joy and it was impossible not to get wet at his praise.

His knot deflated, and he moved off me long enough to drag me onto the bed.

I curled up next to him, ignoring the mess we made and snuggled into his chest. His scent covered me, with a small hint of Jerrick.

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