Page 154 of Accidental Theirs
“I’ve already let Roland know you won’t be in today.”
“I won’t?”
“Nope.” I play with her hair, curling it around my finger. “You need lots of rest.”
“But I feel fine.” She pouts. “Where are Dom and Bash?”
“Titan called. Merger stuff.”
She pales. “Do you think?—”
“I don’t think anything. Not yet, and you shouldn’t worry either. They’ll update us on anything they find out.”
She bites her lip but nods.
I thumb it out from between her teeth, and she bites me instead on the collarbone.
I growl and cover her with my body, pinning her wrists above her head.
“Oh.” She purrs, arching her back. “Now you’ve gone and started something.”
“I can finish it.”
“Can you, big boy?”
I grunt, pinning her with one hand so that I can trail my hand down between her legs. “You’re already wet.”
“I told you. Always ready for you.”
She’s flushed down between her breasts, and I groan, looking down at her.
I shift my hips to push inside her without much prep, and she gasps as I stretch her out.
“Fuck, Damien. You feel so good.”
“You feel better."
It sounds stupid coming out of my mouth, but she moans, rocking her hips to meet my thrusts.
I keep my pace slow and even, wanting to watch her come apart.
And come apart she does, nearly yelling when she comes, gasping and clutching onto me.
I press my face into her neck when I come inside her, panting, and she kisses all along my jawline.
It makes me smile.
“You have such nice teeth. You should smile more.”
I frown instantly. “Don’t tell me what to do.”
She laughs. “You love it when I tell you what to do.”
“Maybe. You like it when I tell you what to do, too.”
“Mhmm.” She stretches and leans against me. “I like it when you get all demanding.”
“Is that so?”
