Page 54 of Luna

Colton’s rainstorm scent ramped up and his nostrils flared.

I stared at him. “You keep telling me I can have whatever I need. I need you between my legs. Licking me. Screwing me. Knotting me.”

My words made the insane heat inside me boil over. Colton grabbed my hips and with a yank, pulled me onto his lap.

“Ravish you?” His voice was pure gravel. “You want me to have my way with you? Like I did when I put a baby in your belly?”

He arched his hips up into mine.

I moaned, grinding down onto him. “Oh, yesss.”

He pulled me into a searing kiss, and molten lava poured through my veins. He plunged his tongue into my mouth, consuming me from the inside out. I rocked myself against his lap, my hands everywhere at once. I touched his broad chest, fumbling with the buttons, before leaving them for the top of his pants.

Colton twisted so my back was on the couch. He kissed down my neck, and I cried out, squirming. I was so hot I could barely see straight, could barely think straight. I whimpered as he brough his mouth over my collar bone, one hand cupping my breast.

“Please,” I whined. “Please.”

“Woman, the things you do to me.” Colton growled and unbuttoned the top of my sundress. I arched up as he exposed more skin, covering me with kisses before moving on.

Heat blasted me until I was whimpering constantly, trying to rub against him for the friction I desperately needed. “Colton,please.”

He growled into my skin, pausing as he opened my dress up to reveal my stomach.

There was a small curve to my belly now, which I felt a little self-conscious about, but he dropped his face and kissed every inch like he was worshipping me. “You don’t know what it does to me, knowing I helped get you pregnant.”

He dragged his tongue down past my navel and I gasped, arching my back. My skin was so sensitive, it felt like my nerve endings all went straight to my clit.

Colton groaned, sliding his hands up my legs, not stopping until he cupped my pussy.

I cried out as he slid one finger inside me easily. I sucked in a breath, my thighs quivering. He curled the digit, and I saw stars, arching my hips.

“Good girl,” He groaned. “Let me touch you. Taste you.” He dropped his head between my lips, licking up my pussy with one long swipe.

I gasped, and he steadied my thighs with his hands. Colton moaned, the sound vibrating inside me, and my breath hitched in my lungs. I dug my hands into his shoulders, squeezing my legs together.

I needed him, his thunderstorm scent bursting over me like we were out in the rain and not my little cottage. Colton licked and sucked, heat spiraling tighter and tighter until an orgasm broke over me.

He kept moving his mouth and fingers, curling them around that delicious spot inside me, spiraling me faster and faster than I thought possible into another orgasm.

I mewled, my thighs shaking as I came again. Colton groaned, slowing his pace until I came down and back to myself. I grunted and jerked his arm.

“Naked.” I croaked.

“Yes ma’am,” he drawled, and another rush of heat stroked through me. This alpha could read me a laundry list and it would turn me on.

He shifted up on his forearms, muscles flexing nicely. In short order he had his shirt and pants off, and the rest of my sundress and panties peeled away.

He paused to look at me, soft affection infused on his face. “You’re gorgeous.”

His fingers trailed along the curve of my belly. “You’re gonna get rounder. Is it bad that turns me on so much?”

“No.” I ran my hands down his arms, the hair there soft and tickling. His chest looked carved from stone. “I’d rather you find it sexy.”

“Good.” Colton trailed his hands down my sides. “Would it bother you if we sat up?”

“Show me.” I eyed him, running my hands over his chest. He was hard, his cock jutting up from the thick patch of hair at its base. His knot was already red and swollen.

He sat on the couch and patted his thighs. “You can sit in my lap.” He winked, and heat twisted through my stomach. “Might be easier for you anyway. And then I can touch your stomach while you ride me.”

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