Page 15 of The Beast of the Mountain
Chapter 6
Bear
Perfect—theonly word I can think of to describe how my lips feel against Riley’s. It’s like our lips were made for each other. I’m in heaven as I ease gently into our kiss. I want to take my time, relishing their softness and sweet taste.
And now that I’ve had a taste there won’t be a day that goes by where I won’t kiss her.
Riley whimpers against my lips as I tunnel my hands through her hair, feeling the cool, silky strands in between my fingers as I cup her skull and pull her closer. Her body is folded up against mine, fingers toying gently with my torso as my tongue penetrates the soft seal of her lips and enters her mouth.
It’s too much—her tongue against mine—and I can’t keep this kiss slow and gentle. I turn into a ravenous beast as I grip her hair and deepen our kiss, the soft whimpers from her throat coming fast and furious now.
I slide my hand down her body, grabbing her below her ass and pulling her leg up. Before I grab her other leg, she reads my mind, jumping up and wrapping her legs around me as she grips my back.
She moans as I grab her ass, carrying her to our bedroom as my cock threatens to burst through the tough denim of my jeans.It’s painfully hard as it throbs. The only thing that will soothe it is rubbing against me.
“Riley,” I moan, breaking the seal for a second. “You’re perfect.”
I slant my mouth against hers, stitching our lips together again as she grinds against me. Grinding and moaning and using my body to get herself off. But she’s not going to come until I make her come.
Good thing the door to the bedroom is open or else I’d have to make a new one because it would be nothing but splinters. Nothing’s stopping me from claiming my girl.
I can’t stop kissing her. Even when she’s on the mattress, moaning and whimpering against my lips as she keeps grinding. She’s all worked up. Agitated and needy for my cock. Begging for me to soothe that throbbing ache between her thighs, pulsing for me. Greedy for me.
“Fucking gorgeous,” I rasp, my body pressing her into the mattress as I pin her arms above her head with one hand, the other sliding all over her body.
“You drive me insane, sweet girl,” I rasp into her ear before kissing her neck, trailing kisses along the column of her throat as she shudders against me.
“Bear,” Riley moans.
Hearing my name in that sultry voice, laced with need, sends me over the edge and Riley’s not the only one grinding. I’m thrusting my hips into her like a beast, unable to control myself as I shove my face between her breasts, breathing her in. Kissing her. Licking her. I can’t get enough of her.
I rear back, a savage roar tearing through me as I start to pant, unable to pull my gaze away from my sweet girl. Her tits are heaving as she breathes and her arms move down her torso until finally coming to a stop on the bulge in my pants.
“You do this to me, Riley.”
“What?” she asks, one hand on my bulge as she bites down softly on a finger, eyes hazy as she stares at me.
“Turn me into an animal. Can’t think. Urges rise. Uncontrollable.”
She’s stroking me and I cover her hand with mine, pressing it harder against me as my cock surges forward. I rear my head back, reeling from her touch.
“Seems like you’re in control. You can do whatever you want to me.”
“Jesus,” I moan as my hips just start thrusting again.
She has no idea what she’s saying. No clue what it’s doing to me. She can’t give me carte blanche to her body. Her—fffuuck!
I reach down, grabbing her button-down pajama top and pull, plastic buttons flying in every direction as her shirt hangs loosely around her body.
Riley’s eyes flare for a moment but they soften again and she continues to stroke me as I stare at the swath of bare skin uncovered by her open shirt. It looks so soft. So sweet. And the urges win.
I take her hand off my bulge and collapse on top of her, shoving my face into her bare torso like I’m trying to mark her. Rub my scent on her and make it known that she’s mine.
No man will ever touch her. No man will ever look at her. No man—I let out a guttural growl into her body, unable to control myself any longer.
I’m losing my mind. Driven by impulse—a single need to claim Riley as mine.
“Mine,” I bellow into her belly as I slide my hands up her body and mold my hands against her tits. Fucking soft, perfect mounds of flesh that will fill my mouth soon. Not yet. Something else is calling me. Needing my attention. It’s hot and wet and grinding against me.
