Page 37 of Bear in a Bakery
“Hold me down. Make me take it, Dax. Just... please.”
His hand snaked to the front of her neck, his fingers closing over the base of her throat as he pulled off her pants with his other hand.
“Is this what you want? Is it?”
Her legs fell open as far as they could in the small space. Allie heard herself whimper as Dax slid the tip of his cock into her pussy and thrust deep. He applied more pressure, restricting her breathing as he began a hard, steady pace. She cried out over and over as pleasure came fast and immediate. She drew a thread breath around the pressure on her neck and the dual sensations of his dominance on her neck and his cock driving into her were almost too much to handle.
Suddenly, Dax withdrew and slid down her body, kissing a line from between her breasts and over her belly. He parted her pussy lips and gave a long, hard lick over her clit. Allie arched off the seat.
“You’re so wet, you’re soaking the seat, beautiful.”
She could only moan in response and move her hips in a desperate attempt to urge him back inside of her. Instead, Dax laved her clit with his tongue, swirling around it and caressing back and forth. A tight spiral of sensation snapped, and an orgasm came over her fast, hard.
Blinding.
Allie grabbed his hair and screamed as pleasure dictated her body and clouded her mind.
Suddenly, he was inside her again, lifting her knees to grip his sides as his powerful hips slammed against her. She came again, with a gush this time that soaked the seat beneath her ass. Her mind was crazed, like she was losing touch with reality. All she needed was this powerful mating, this intense connection. Without it she would die. She’d be incomplete and unfulfilled.
Dax grabbed her hair and mercilessly pulled her head to the side. His teeth grazed her neck, sending little shockwaves over her body. Then a pinch, harder as he bit the tender flesh. His cock swelled, filling her to the hilt... rubbing that spot inside that made her come undone.
With a hard thrust, Dax bit intentionally hard on her flesh as he pulled out and came against her thigh. Crying out, Allie sat halfway and wrapped her arms around his neck, hanging on for dear life as her orgasm drew out.
“Oh God, oh God, oh God,” she whispered, unable to let go. Never wanting to.
Dax smoothed her hair and whispered things she couldn’t comprehend. Her body went slack as a deep satiation soaked every inch of her body and soul. She’d never felt so relaxed... so free.
“Allie.” Dax kissed her cheek and laid her back, doing his best to curl with her on the seat. His skin was hot and slick with sweat. “Did you feel that? Do you feel it now?”
She could only nod, knowing what he was trying to say.
“You’re my mate. You are. Don’t deny me. I need you.”
Their eyes locked and she lost herself more deeply in the sincerity of his blue depths.
“It’s too fast...”
His cell phone rang, breaking the silence. He groaned and grappled to right his disheveled jeans.
“Yeah? Yeah, I’ll be right there.”
He ended the call and took her face between his hands to deliver a kiss so sweet, so decadent, it brought tears to her eyes. It was all he needed to say. How could she deny the connection between them anymore? Yes, it happened fast and with an intensity that completely pushed her off center. Maybe it was the indescribable sex they’d just had, but she didn’t want to fight this anymore. Dax wanted her for who she was, flaws and complications and all. Fate had helped by throwing in a hefty dose of attraction between them. The more time she spent with him, the stronger the connection grew.
“God, Allie, yes. You have no idea how much I need you.”
His phone rang again. Instead of answering, Dax kissed her forehead and smoothed a thumb over her cheek.
“I need to help my family for a few. I’ll be back tonight.”
“Okay.”
Dax helped her straighten her clothes before she slid out of the truck. She walked back into the bakery, heart soaring. She couldn’t recall the last time her heart had been this full and happy. Whistling quietly, she was just about to go behind the counter when someone called her name.
She spun to see Dax’s brother Jett coming up behind her.
“I forgot to grab some of those sticky buns my dad loves. Got any?”
His no-nonsense tone was a stark contrast to his brother’s teasing undertone.
