Page 29 of Dream Mates
“Beautiful,” I murmured from my perch among the pillows, bending my knees and arching my back.
“Oh, you are,” he breathed as he climbed back onto the bed. “Before breakfast tomorrow, I’m going to kiss every inch of you.”
He took my breast into his mouth, teasing it with his tongue.
“Oh, yes, Alpha,” I moaned, my hips jutting forward, again enjoying the attention but still wanting.
A smile played on his lips. “You’re so sweet, so good.”
Taking his cock in his hand, he leaned over me and guided himself inside me inch by inch, teasingly, maddeningly slow, his length stretching me.
A happy sound escaped my lips.
This. This was what I wanted.
“You look exquisite taking my cock. Youfeelexquisite taking me.” His eyes met mine as he seated himself in me almost to his knot, then withdrew, then pushed himself back in, and withdrew, over and over.
The languid rhythm of his swollen knot slapping against my clit seeped through my body, filling every pore, every inch, with a slow burning desire. He continued murmuring praise in my ear, shifting my body into different positions, as he made me come again and again. Finally, a scream ripped from my throat and black spots danced in front of my eyes, as my orgasm seared my very soul.
“Are you ready for my knot, Darling?” he whispered. “I’m ready to come inside you.”
“Yes, please,” I keened, absolute jelly in his arms.
In one smooth gesture, he thrust his full length into me, joining us tightly. His body trembled as his heat flooded me. I orgasmed again, in a flash of warm lightening, making my entrance flutter around him.
“I love it when you come around my knot,” he praised, kissing me deep, as he continued to pump his cum inside me. He pulled me close.
Spent and content, he rolled so I was on top of him, us still joined, and pulled a blanket over us.
“Are you all right?” he asked softly, stroking my back with his hands in a soothing gesture.
A happy hum thrummed through my chest. “That was amazing.”
And exactly what I needed.
“It was. Rest now. You’ll need your energy. After all, I did make you a promise,” he murmured, holding me tight as he started to purr.
To kiss every inch of me. I couldn’t wait. But until then, I’d let myself be lulled by his purr and his leathery scent. I was safe. I was warm. I was loved.
There were more knots waiting for me. Right after I had a little rest.
Chapter Eight
Jett
The dim nest at the cabin reeked of sweat, sex, and us. Evan moaned as Wes fucked him. Brennan dozen, but he’d wake as soon as Evan called for him.
“Grace, where’s Grace?” Evan whined.
“I have you, Babe. I love you,” Wes assured as he pounded into him.
This wasn’t the first time that Evan had asked for Grace, but he’d picked up asking for her in the last couple of hours.
Hunger rumbled in my belly. Grabbing my phone, I took a bunch of bottles and wrappers and brought them down to the sitting room.
Evan had gone into heat almost immediately after we’d arrived here Saturday afternoon. It was Tuesday. Or was it Wednesday? Things should be tapering off. Instead, things were just as intense as that first round.
It was probably because of what had happened Friday night. Fuck. I still couldn’t wrap my head around Grace being taken from us. Never could I have anticipated that. Or that she was from another world.
