Page 26 of Flame it Up

She is mine, and that is all I need to know.

TEN

MAZIE

“You’re amazing,” Pyrus whispered, his breath hot against her ear. “You’re so fucking hot, Mazie.”

She writhed under him, moaning as pleasure streaked through her. When he licked under her ear and nibbled her neck, she cried out, wrapping her arms around him and thrusting against him with her hips.

Pyrus’s big, strong hands squeezed her breasts and groped at her hips as if he was trying to touch every inch of her at once. Every time she moved her hips, his huge, hard cock brushed against her, and the throbbing inside her begged for him to come inside.

“Those girls are just jealous,” Pyrus said softly, and she wondered how he knew exactly whichfriendsshe was talking about. “They don’t have their mates, so they can’t understand. Neither of them have had a serious relationship, not ever. Both are known as serial daters, flakey and not to be trusted.”

“Really?” Mazie asked, surprised. “They are so refined and beautiful.”

Pyrus laughed softly. “They might look that way, but most guys steer clear of them. Those girls never take anything seriously.”

Mazie was trying to think of a response when Pyrus thrust against her, bracing his hands on her waist. All she could do for a few seconds was gasp as lust flooded through her, completely banishing all thought. She opened her thighs wider and rocked into him, enjoying the building pressure inside her.

“And they all have their secrets, Mazie,” Pyrus said as he bent to kiss her. “None of them could do what you do. They aren’t just jealous that you’re with me. They’re jealous that you’re so much stronger and more giving than they could ever be.”

Mazie felt a tender warmth growing in her chest. As it mingled with her desire, it combusted into something entirely new, something beyond arousal. Her very soul yearned for him, not just her body.

She looked into his eyes, feeling like the world could be standing still. Mazie saw how sincere he was, that he meant every word. She reached up and wrapped her hands around his neck, pulling him down to kiss her again.

This time, his kiss was even more forceful. She moaned softly as his tongue explored the inside of her mouth, feeling her body softening for him as he groped her and moved his hips against her.

She sensed insistence in him, his lust like a flood gathering behind a gate. Any moment now, the pressure would become too strong, and he’d be unleashed. It turned her on, but it scared her a little too.

Pyrus was so passionate and forceful that Mazie felt like her will was being taken from her. She wanted him so much that she literally couldn’t think, and part of her was absolutely certain she wasn’t ready for this.

There must be over a hundred people out there. No, I’m not comfortable with this, not at all.

Pyrus moaned, his need evident in his voice. Something inside her responded to the sound, a desperate urge to give him anything he desired. She couldn’t bear to see him hurting even slightly, especially when it was within her power to satisfy him.

Their lips tangled together again, Mazie closing her eyes and losing herself in the moment. When Pyrus’s hand ran across her hip and dove between her legs, she lifted her hips to him, inviting him inside.

He shoved the thin strip of her bathing suit out of the way, and then his fingertips gently teased at her clit and the upper edges of her flushed, throbbing pussy. As he toyed with her, slowly sliding his fingers down, she writhed against his hand.

Pyrus kissed her even harder, tightening his grip on her with his left arm. With a sharp movement of his hand, he plunged his finger into her, making Mazie cry out and buck her hips.

The escalation affected Pyrus deeply. He stiffened all over. Tension emanated from him as every single muscle coiled, preparing to take her. His lips wrapped even more tightly around hers, and his hard body pressed her into the bed. The pressure of his hips had a purpose now, and the deeper he stuffed his hand into her, the harder he got.

Suddenly, the tension in the air, the power of Pyrus’s body, they just felt wrong. Mazie’s anxiety was rising, and it was dampening her desire. She shoved against Pyrus’s shoulder, breaking the kiss.

“Stop,” she said, her voice breathy.

“What?” he muttered against her neck.

Mazie shoved him again. “Stop. Get off.”

A shudder ran through him. He bent his head and leaned against her shoulder as he took a deep breath. He took his hand from her and gently pulled away, sitting on the other side of the bed.

“Are you okay?” he asked as Mazie straightened herself up a little.

“Yes,” she said. “I just … I’m not comfortable here. It’s a public party. Even with the door locked, I just don’t like it.”

“That’s cool,” he said, smiling. Mazie watched him closely for any sign he was really upset, but he truly seemed to be okay with it.

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