Page 13 of Entangled

“What?”

“Do you…” I drop my head and press a kiss to the side of his neck. “Have something in those shorts you left on the beach that would label you as prepared for this situation?”

His lips pull up into that savage smirk. “Scout’s honor.”

He drops his lips to mine and turns, walking us through the water and back up to the beach. Kissing me as if he’s determined to own every inch of my body. And just for that I nip at his bottom lip. Nobody owns me but me. He chuckles darkly against my lips as he stops and drops to his knees, lowering us onto what feels like our clothes and holding himself above me.

That indefinable thread of something pulls tight between us as our eyes meet and a foreign kind of nerves invades me. For a second I almost bail, the feeling inside is so unfamiliar that I’m not quite sure what to make of it… and it’s not like I’ve exactly been a saint in my life. But then he drops his head to my breast, sucking my nipple deeply into his mouth as his other hand trails down between our bodies to play with my clit and the idea flies from my mind.

I wrap my legs around his waist and lift my hips, urging him to hurry things up. Needing to feel his cock inside me… like yesterday. He lifts his head from my breast, looking to the side before pulling his hand from my clit and reaching over. A moment later he rises above me with a foil packet in hand.

His eyes search my face. “Are you sure?”

I reach up and take the foil packet from him, tearing it open and holding it out.

“Does that answer your question?” I cock a brow and give him a bratty smirk.

His eyes turn dark as he takes the condom from me, rolling it onto his impressive shaft and my pussy clenches at the sight. I’m so wet for him already it would probably be embarrassing if I wasn’t so fucking turned on. He drops two fingers to my entrance, pumping them into me a few times before grasping my hip and dropping back down to hover above me as he lines us up. I feel the thick head of his cock at my entrance and reach up, wrapping my hands around his shoulders.

I lift my hips, pushing him in that first bit and he hisses a breath above me. “Now, Coop.”

He arches a brow at my words, eyes rolling over my face. “I do want that name.”

He reaches down and hooks his arm around the back of my knee in the next instant, spreading me wide as he thrusts into me with one hard, powerful stroke. Seating himself to the hilt in an instant. I cry out from the intrusion, nails digging into his back as my body fights to accommodate the size of him. I take a few deep breaths and Coop’s eyes flick over my face in concern as he holds himself perfectly still. Allowing my inner muscles a chance to adjust even though I can feel how every muscle in his body is locked tight with the effort it’s taking him.

I roll my hips against him when I feel my muscles relax, driving him impossibly deeper and causing a harsh breath to escape him. He pulls out almost completely before driving back into me slowly, allowing me to feel each incredible inch of him. I’ve never felt so full before and I can’t get enough of it. I dig my nails into his shoulders and press the heel of my foot against his ass, letting him know I can take it, and he thrusts powerfully back into me halfway and then hesitates. I pull his head to mine, biting down hard on his lip as I jerk my hips up. Impaling myself on his cock to really drive home the point and I feel the tension leave his body as his control snaps.

He drags my bottom lip through his teeth as he pulls back and then powers into me, driving us into the sand and leaving my pussy clenching around him greedily. Unwinding his arm from my leg, he plants his hands in the sand and breaks our kiss to drop his head to my breast, scraping with his teeth as he pulls my nipple into his mouth. I wrap my legs around his hips and lock my feet together, holding on as he drives into me again and again, each thrust causing a breathy sound of pure need to escape me. He moves his mouth to my neglected nipple, biting down with just the right amount of pressure and starts to roll his hips with each thrust, dragging his cock over that sensitive spot inside of me and I feel the start of that glorious ascent.

“Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.” Each curse escapes me on a harsh breath in time with his thrusts. “I’m so close.”

I look down when I feel his lips leave my breast and find his hooded, night-forest eyes on my face with enraptured intensity as he kisses a path back up to my neck. His hand moves to my hip as he grinds his pelvis into mine, sliding his cock right over my clit with each thrust and causing my nerves to short-circuit. I feel my inner muscles begin to clench around him and I can’t help how my nails drag down his back.

The intimacy of the moment sneaks up on me as he brings his head back to hover above mine and we lock eyes. His gaze demanding that the sanctity of the moment be acknowledged. That he’ll accept nothing less. He brings his hand up, running his thumb gently over the curve of my cheek again, so at odds with the power of his thrusts that it knocks the breath from me.

“Come for me, Princess,” he whispers.

And as if my body was waiting for his command, I do, shattering into a million pieces like the stars scattered above us. A harsh cry leaves me as my whole body tenses, shaking as my inner muscles lock around him so tightly I’m not sure he’ll ever be able to escape. He thrusts into me a few more times before following me over the edge, a deep groan leaving his lips as his body tenses and he pushes deeper into me. I can feel his cock jerk inside me as he comes, setting off a fresh wave of pleasure through my nerves.

His body drops to mine and we stay that way, hearts racing, breaths heaving as our orgasms slowly fade. I trail my fingers up and down his back mindlessly as we bask in the afterglow and his breath fans across my skin from where he rests at the crook of my neck. After a while he brings a hand up and begins to draw patterns against my skin in a way that’s too freaking adorable for me to acknowledge. This guy is just a case of contradictions.

“I think…” I clear my throat when my voice breaks. “I think you ruined me.”

His breath tickles against my neck as he chuckles. “In a good way, right?”

“Uh, yeah. You could say that.” I laugh lightly.

He rises up and looks down at me for one more moment before pulling out and turning to dispose of the condom somewhere I couldn’t care less about right now. When he turns back his eyes roam over my body in appraisal before taking advantage of my boneless state and dragging me to him, nestling me right up in the crook of his body. My head ends up on his chest and he hooks his hand behind my knee to drag my leg over him.

Aw. I feel my lips twitch in amusement. The dark prince likes a little postcoital snuggle.

“So did I earn my reward?” His chest vibrates underneath me.

“What reward?”

“Your name.”

I open my mouth to respond and then hesitate. I don’t know why I don’t just tell him. It’s not like he’ll know who I am. Not a big deal at all… but for some reason, I find myself clinging to my newfound anonymity.

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