Page 109 of Luna: Posy 2

"How could I be disappointed if it's you loving me?" I tilted my head, puzzled.

He stared into my eyes for a second, then lowered his mouth to my throat. When he lightly nipped my mate mark, sparks zipped through my veins and made me shudder and squirm against him.

"You're dangerous, you know that?" His lips brushed my skin with each word. "I can't tell you no for anything."

I lost interest in talking when he kissed me like it was the last time he'd ever get the chance to do so. Urgent and needy, his tongue explored every bit of my mouth, and his rough hands slid up and down my back.

"Are you sure?" he whispered in my ear.

"I'm sure," I whispered back.

That seemed to be all the reassurance he needed. He shucked off his boxers, then slipped one hand between my legs. His mouth worked its way down to my breasts and tormented them with hard sucks and soft nibbles.

"Cole," I moaned and tightened my thighs against his busy hand.

With a wet pop, his lips left my nipple. He opened my knees, then settled his hips in place and braced his elbows on either side of my head.

"Tell me if I scare you, honey. Goddess, I hope I don't scare you."

"I will, but you won't."

With a clenched jaw, he pushed himself in, going slow as his thick girth stretched me. When he was all the way inside, he paused and kissed me.

"You feel incredible." His pretty green eyes widened and sparkled with wonder.

"So do you," I murmured.

Grinning, he began to move at a slow, easy pace that lasted all of thirty seconds before he ramped up to jackhammer speed.

For a second, I was shocked, unable to believe anyone could move that fast. My body loved it, though, and the tingling knot in my core turned into a desperate craving for more. I reached up and hung on to his arms.

Hungry moans tore from my throat, embarrassing me with their volume, but I couldn't hold them back. Cole was making me feel so good and it didn't seem like he'd be stopping any time soon, which made meveryhappy.

"I'm so sorry, honey," he ground out. "I can't be slow and gentle."

His apology frustrated me. Didn't he know that I wanted it like this? That I needed it?

Probably not, since it his first time, too. Lark rolled her eyes.Tell him what you like.

"Harder!" I pleaded, gripping his arms like a lifeline. "Harder, Cole!"

"Oh, baby. Whatever you say."

He reared back, hooked his elbows under my knees, and drew my legs up to his shoulders. Pressing forward, he slammed into me harder and faster than before. In this new position, my breasts bounced like crazy. He must have enjoyed that because his hooded eyes stayed glued on them.

Strangely enough, his staring only tightened the knot of tension building in my belly. Ilikedhis eyes on me.

As if he couldn't help himself, he cupped one of my breasts with his hand, never losing his rhythm. When his thumb scraped over my taut nipple, I threw back my head with a moan.

He got a little rougher then, exciting me more. Pushing his upper body forward more forcefully, he curled my lower half up off the bed, and something started to slap into my bum with every quick thrust. It startled me at first, but it kept hitting the right spot and the longer he went, the tighter the knot twisted in my core.

"I love you," he growled.

I wanted to answer, but his fingers left my nipple and slipped down to find my little nub, and that was all it took. The straining knot burst into a thousand strings, and I cried out for him.

He was still going, but frantically now, and I wondered if that meant he was close to his own release. I got my answer when he stopped, threw his head back, and groaned deep in his throat.

After a few seconds, he rocked back on his knees with his long, black hair falling in his face.

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