Page 26 of Dream Mates
“Oh yes. Not today, but soon,” I murmured. Though if she keened for my bite today I’d give it to her. The desire to mark her coursed through me with ferocity.
Never had I thought I’d want to mark someone again, to be bonded emotionally like that. Until her. Just a couple of months and I was hers, heart and soul.
“Do you like the places I’ve chosen?” I withdrew my fingers from her as her body melted back into me.
“Mmmm. Yes, please.” Her hand settled around my cock, and it throbbed with her attention. “Alpha, I want your cock inside me.”
Alpha.How sweet it sounded on her lips.
Without waiting, Grace turned and slid herself on my cock, so she faced me, the water sloshing slightly with her movements. She stopped just shy of my knot, a scintillating moan escaping her lips.
“You feel so good. So nice and thick.” She sighed, resting her head on my chest.
“You feel amazing as well,” I groaned. “Ride me, Darling, take what you need. If you want my knot, have it when you’re ready–and if you’d rather wait, that’s fine, too.”
We had all night. I’d most definitely knot her before morning. Probably more than once.
I gripped her hips, urging her to go faster, as I ensnared her lips, kissing her deeply. My hands moved to cup her sweet ass, then ran up and down her back, loving her, supporting her as she worked herself and I toward the brink of pleasure.
“I want all of you,” she hummed. She rocked into me, running her tongue over my nipples, the water sloshing over the sides of the tub as we moved.
“Take it. Though once you do that, I’m not sure how much longer I’ll last.” Right now, I was staving myself off for her.
Her lips once again claimed mine, as she moved herself up the length of my cock, then impaled herself on me.
Holding her tight with my arms, I thrust myself the rest of the way in. She stretched around my knot, seating me deep inside her, joining our bodies together.
“Spence,” she cried. “I…” Grace came around my knot, and my own heat exploded inside her, filling her.
I pulled her to me, kissing the top of her head, as our bodies trembled together. It had been a long time since I’d knottedanyone. I felt sofull,not just in the sense that I filled her, but in that my heart brimmed with love, my soul complete.
“That was so wonderful. You are perfect. Are you all right, Darling, do you want more?” I caressed her gently, peppering her with little kisses. We were knotted together but I could still please her. Softly, I rocked my pelvis against her clit to show her what I meant. She gasped, body shuddering.
“Please, Alpha, give me more,” she begged, the bathroom filling with the sweet smell of her arousal.
“Oh, you beg so sweetly, my good doctor,” I murmured. “I’ll gladly give it to you. I’ll give you everything.”
Chapter Seven
Grace
Wrapped in a long, dark green silk robe, I sat on the foot of Spencer’s bed as he brushed my hair. It was getting long–well, longer than I liked to keep it. Still, I sat and enjoyed it as he took his time, turning what I thought of as a necessary chore into a nearly orgasmic experience.
“You’re an expert hairbrusher,” I told him. And hair washer. And bather. And cook.
All of my memories about what had happened while I was gone bumped around in my head so fast I couldn’t grab onto them, like I was trying to catch bubbles. But I did get a sense of things–like when I’d told Spencer I wasn’t in trouble. That I knew.
But I still wasn’t surewhythe agent came. Iwaspretty sure that I’d previously met him. That where I’d been, I’d been before.
I also knew that I almost hadn’t come back, which terrified me so much that I wasn’t sure I wanted to recall anything.
“Just relax,” Spencer said softly. “Just feel. You don’t have to think of anything, do anything, just let me take care of you.”
Yes, Alpha.
While I had no complaints with how Wes treated me, I was thoroughly enjoying Spencer’s pampering. Sure, Evan and Wes treated me like a princess. But Spencer worshiped me like I was a goddess.
All the attention to details made everything even more perfect. Like all the lavender-scented things. How had he known that I preferred lavender? Wes and Evan usually got me peach or vanilla, which I did love. But it wasn’t my absolute favorite.
