Page 79 of Chasing Savannah
He looked up in surprise, his eyes amber, and his power surrounding them. “Behave before you bring him out, my mate.”
His voice was deep, and while she knew what he meant, with every stroke of his cock inside her, her power escaped her control. He growled and picked up speed, his claws scraping her skin as he lost control. She gripped his ass and urged him on, wanting, no needing him to hit…
Shit, right there.
She arched her back as he pounded into her, hitting that spot with every stroke.
“Coming.” She whispered.
He kissed her, swallowing her cry as she crashed over the edge. He lifted her, and turned towards the bed, grinding her hips against him, prolonging her orgasm, she didn’t complain. He put her on the edge of the bed, and pushed in to the hilt.
“One.”
One? How many did he expect to wring out of her? He started stroking her again, moving his hips in a circular motion that made her see stars. She decided that she didn’t care how many, so long as he kept up his rhythm.
