Nico tugged the fabric free from between our bodies and slid his fingers out of me. I sucked in a breath when the tip of his cock pressed against my entrance.
He clenched his jaw and met my gaze again, like he was giving me one last chance to stop him.
Instead, I pushed my hips down, biting my cheek as I took the tip. Nico was huge. Insanely huge. It was a much bigger stretch than his fingers had been, but it felt amazing.
He gritted out a curse and thrust forward, his fingers pressing roughly against my clit as he drove in deep.
We groaned together when he bottomed out inside me and stopped, clenching his teeth and taking a few steadying breaths.
“You good?” I panted.
The sound he made in response was a clear yes.
I moved my hips, and he hauled me higher on the countertop. My bare belly rested on the flat surface, and I braced myself as he pulled out a little, thrusting in deeper.
His fingers were still on my clit, the motions uneven in a way that drove me mad.
We moved together, pushing each other closer and closer to the edge until we finally broke.
I cried out loudly, my hips bucking as he drove into me hard and fast.
The sound of his pleasure and feel of his cock inside me was a savage, delicious thing that made me come harder and longer than I would’ve dreamed.
We both breathed roughly as he leaned over me, resting his weight on the counter and meeting my gaze in the mirror again. His eyes were wild. Hot. Intense, in a way I’d never imagined someone would ever look at me.
“That was amazing,” I panted.
“You can think of a better word than that.”
“Mind-blowing.”
“That’s two, Abby.” The roughness in his voice made me smile.
“Perfect.”
“There you go.” His lips brushed my throat one last time. “I’m taking you home. To my house.”
“Was that a question?” I teased.
“No.”
My smile widened. “Fine. I’m keeping my car keys though, in case you turn out to be a murderer.”
“Good idea.” His hand slid up my abdomen and over my nipple, slick with my pleasure. Maybe his, too. “Never hurts to be prepared.”
“Exactly.”
With that, he hauled me off the countertop and carried me into the shower, still impaled by his cock.
Honestly, I had no desire to get off of him.
seven
NICO
We wereboth significantly less awkward around each other after fucking in the bathroom. She told me more about her job while she let me wash her hair, and asked me more about my pack. I answered all of her questions without hesitation.
They were my family.
