Page 61 of Spreading Her Wings

I ran my hands through his hair, wrapping the red strands around my fingers and tugging until he hissed. When he opened his mouth, I ran my tongue along his, pulling him against me and sealing our lips together.

“Show me.” He said it at the same time he moved, quickly carrying me to my bedroom and kicking the doors open. I didn’t get a chance to say anything before he tossed me onto my bed, crawling quickly onto the mattress behind me. There was a hungry lust decorating his eyes, and he didn’t blink as he stared, holding my gaze hostage with his.

Auston’s lips were hungry when they ravished mine, moving to my jawline and down my neck to bite my collarbone. I shrieked. “I said show me.”

With a grunt, I put my hands on his shoulders and flipped us, rolling on top of him and forcing his back into the bed. I straddled him, and when I rocked my hips against him, he groaned, moving to grip them.

I pulled my shirt over my head, tossing it to the floor behind me and quickly following with my bra. He lingered on the bounce of my tits.

I grabbed his wrists, forcing his hands up over his head. When they met the bed, my chest hovered just above his, my arms stretched almost completely above me. The position forced my ass to push back against the throbbing erection in his pants.

The peck of my lips on his was soft, in contrast to the grip I had on his wrists. “You’remine.” Another kiss. “Every bit of you is mine. Your lips, your heart, your cock.”

He groaned quietly against my lips. “I’m yours.” When he said it, a smile spread across his face, a satisfied gleam in his eyes. The muscles in his wrists rippled under my fingers, and when he lifted them, I didn’t fight back. “I’m fuckingyours.”

The electricity that flowed through his skin could be felt in mine through the buzz in his muscles and the racing, pounding pulse in his chest. He lifted his hips from the bed and growled when he rolled, tossing me onto my back.

“I thought I was claimingyou,” I said, gasping for breath.

He grinned. “You did, and now I’m showing you just howyoursI am.”

I opened my mouth to object, any words quickly replaced with a squeal when Auston hooked his fingers in the waistband of my leggings and tugged them and my underwear off. The cold air in the room stung my skin briefly before my arousal warmed them, and I rubbed my bare legs together.

“Look at you, so needy. Let me take care of you.” He pulled his shirt over his head before dropping his hands to my thighs and spreading them apart. He ran his tongue along the inside of my leg, inhaling when he met the crest between them. “Fuck, I missed you.”

He darted his tongue along my clit, pulling a gasp from me. I arched my back off the bed, pressing against his mouth and weaving my hands in his hair. “I missed you too, so much.”

Tears welled in my eyes when I thought about the ache in my chest the last few days, the same ache that had dulled as soon as Auston sat next to me in that church. I closed my eyes and tightened my grip, pulling him against my pussy. He hungrily lapped at my arousal, dragging his tongue along my entrance to my clit and circling around the small bud.

“Don’t cry. You’re going to feel good tonight.” He pulled back from me, licking his lips and unbuttoning his jeans to remove them. Looking at him as he stood at the end of the bed, completely bare, I couldn’t stop my eyes from trailing along the tattoos on his arms and chest and the “V” that carved into his hips just above his hard cock.

I nodded, sucking my bottom lip into my mouth and dropping my thighs further apart in anticipation. They shook with the need building between them, and I fidgeted. I rolled my hips against the mattress, and Auston widened his eyes with a pleased stare. “So needy. I love it when you’re needy.”

“Yes, Auston. Please?” He perked up when I begged him, his eyes shining.

My moan hitched in my throat when he slid his cock into me, my pussy stretching around him. The three metal bars that lined his erection brushed against the sensitive spots deep inside me, and when I lifted my hips to take him deeper, he hooked my leg with his hand, guiding it up and over his shoulder.

The feeling when his cock brushed against my cervix and he moved his thumb to draw tight circles around my clit sent electricity through my legs, ending where my toes curled. My thighs tightened and shook, one ankle resting on Auston’s shoulder and the other wrapped behind his back. A warm tingling started between my legs, like my body was going to burst from the inside.

“Auston!” When I cried his name, he responded with a grunt, punctuating it with a hard thrust of his hips.

He sped up, drilling into me at an unforgiving pace that was a complete contrast to the gentle caress of his eyes across my face. “Come for me. I want to see the delicious pout of your lips when your body starts to quiver and the flutter of your eyelashes when you fight your eyes from rolling into the back of your head. Keep those beautiful eyes on me though, kitten. I want to drown in them until we’re both a bumbling mess in the middle of this bed. Can you do that?”

I nodded, desperately pleading. Shockwaves traveled from my center and through all of my nerve endings, and I gasped. “Yes!” I screamed, thankful again that I didn’t share any walls with my neighbors.

When my eyes flickered shut under the rush of ecstasy, Auston let out a rough grunt. “Eyes on me, babe. You’re so beautiful when you fall apart.”

He held my gaze while he thrust into me, his quick, even pace stuttering when he reached his own peak. His groan when he came sent another wave through me, and my pussy rippled around his cock as he let his body rest against mine.

Our breathing mixed together in a symphony of satisfied whimpers and desperate, quick gasps for air. Auston rolled to the side, pulling me against his chest and running his fingers through the tangled locks in my ponytail. His lips against my temple were soft, and he tightened his hold.

“I love you so much, Auston,” I whispered against his neck when I nuzzled into him. “I’m sorry I didn’t claim you sooner. I should have. I’ll never not claim you again.”

He rubbed against my arms and back, so comforting. “I know. I love you too. I have for a long time.”

As we lay together, my stomach growled and Auston’s chest shook with an amused chuckle. I remembered the uneaten bowl of soup and the sandwich on the counter, but before I could consider climbing out of the bed, he tightened his arm around me and reached for the phone with the other. He silently scrolled through his contacts for a phone number and clicked lazily.

“Who are you calling?” I whispered.

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