Page 32 of Pleasure and Mane
"That's it, Quinn," he murmured against her. "Let go. Come for me."
Her body tightened, and then she was falling apart, her legs trembling as her orgasm crashed over her. He didn't let up though, driving her through it until she was spent, her hands slipping from his hair to fall limply at her sides.
Caius leaned back, his own body trembling with need, but he couldn't stop the grin spreading across his face. She was his. Completely and utterly his.
Caius then stood up, his eyes raking over Quinn's naked form as she lay sprawled on the leather couch, her chest rising and falling as the aftershocks of her orgasm still rippled through her. His lion roared in satisfaction, pride swelling in him at the sight of her—his mate completely undone by him. But the beast inside him wasn't done yet. It demanded more. It demanded everything.
With a speed that surprised even him, Caius stripped. His shoes and socks hit the floor in quick succession, followed by his suit jacket and pants. His white button-down shirt was next, buttons flying as he ripped it open, the fabric pooling at his feet. Finally, he slid his black boxers down his legs, stepping out of them with a low growl. He stood before her, gloriously bare, his large cock thick and hard, throbbing with need.
Quinn's eyes widened as she took him in, her gaze traveling the length of his body before settling on his arousal. For a moment, he thought he saw a flicker of hesitation, but then her expression shifted. Hunger—pure, unrelenting hunger—flared in her green eyes, and his lion preened at the sight.
"You're breathtaking," she whispered, her voice thick with want.
Caius smirked, his Alpha confidence surging to the forefront. He moved toward her, his muscles rippling with every step, andlowered himself onto the couch, hovering over her. "I'm not done with you yet."
He let her guide him, her hands trembling slightly as she wrapped her fingers around his hard length and positioned him at her entrance. The tip of his cock pressed against her slick heat, and he groaned, the sensation almost too much to bear. He teased her, rubbing himself against her folds, savoring the way her breath hitched and her hips lifted, desperate for more.
"Caius," she pleaded, her voice thick with need. "Please."
He didn't make her wait any longer. With a slow, deliberate movement, he pushed inside her, inch by agonizing inch. She was so tight, so warm, soperfect, that he had to grit his teeth to keep from losing control. Her inner walls stretched to accommodate him, and he paused, giving her a moment to adjust to his size.
"You feel incredible," he murmured, his voice thick with restraint. "Better than anything I've ever imagined."
Quinn's hands gripped his shoulders, her nails digging into his skin as she arched her back, pushing herself closer to him. "Don't stop moving," she breathed.
Caius obeyed, pulling out slowly before thrusting back in, setting a steady, unhurried rhythm. The slide of his cock inside her was intoxicating, every movement sending sparks of pleasure shooting through his body. He could feel her trembling beneath him, her body tightening around him as her pleasure built.
"Faster," she begged, her voice breaking on the word. "I need more."
He didn't need to be told twice. With a growl, he quickened his pace, his thrusts becoming harder, deeper, and more urgent. The sound of their bodies coming together filled the room, punctuated by Quinn's breathless moans and his low, gutturalgroans. Her hips matched his rhythm, her nails dragging down his back as she clung to him, desperate for more.
"Let go, Quinn," he growled, his voice thick with need.
Her body tensed, her inner walls clamping down on him as her orgasm crashed over her. She cried out, her head thrown back, her body arching into his as wave after wave of pleasure tore through her. The sight of her falling apart beneath him—because of him—was enough to push him over the edge.
With a roar, Caius buried himself inside her, his own release slamming into him with the powerful force of a freight train. His body shuddered, his hips jerking as he spilled himself deep inside her. The pleasure was unlike anything he'd ever felt, so intense that it left him breathless, his vision swimming as he collapsed on top of her.
For a moment, they lay there, their bodies still joined, their breaths ragged and uneven. Caius buried his face in the crook of her neck, inhaling her scent, his lion purring in pure satisfaction. He'd never felt so complete, so whole, as he did in that moment.
"You're so incredible," he murmured, pressing a tender kiss to her neck. "That was… that was worth waiting for. You were worth waiting for."
Quinn's arms tightened around him, her fingers tracing across his back. "I'm glad I waited for you too," she whispered, her voice soft and filled with emotion. "It was… perfect."
Caius smiled against her skin, his heart swelling with a warmth he hadn't known he was capable of. Carefully, he shifted and stood up, lifting her into his arms and carrying her to his bed. He laid her down gently, pulling the sheets over them before settling beside her. He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close, her body fitting perfectly against his.
"Rest now," he murmured, his lips brushing against her temple. "You're exactly where you belong."
Quinn sighed contentedly, her eyes drifting closed as she nestled into his embrace. "I think I am," she whispered, her voice already heavy with sleep.
Caius held her, his lion humming with satisfaction as he watched her drift off to sleep. He knew this was just the beginning—the first of many nights he'd spend with her in his arms. And he was determined to make every moment count. She was his mate, his other half, and he was never letting her go.
THIRTEEN
QUINN
Quinn's eyes fluttered open to the brightness of the morning sunlight flooding through the windows of Caius's bedroom. For a moment, she felt disoriented—the unfamiliar weight of a muscular arm draped across her waist, the scent of cedar and masculine heat surrounding her, and the silky sheets against her bare skin.
Oh my God.Reality crashed over her in powerful waves.We actually had sex last night.
