waited until he relaxed his hold and pressed her mouth to his neck. Salt and spice exploded across her taste buds.
Moaning, she reached down to his abs, tracing hard muscle with her hands. Perfect. Male. Strong. She leaned forward, swirling her tongue around one nipple, and fought a smile as he trembled.
“Cara?” The hand in her hair tugged until her slumbering gaze met pure liquid gold.
“Hmm?” She reached for his belt buckle, sliding the clasp free. She’d never felt such arousal. It may be temporary, but she wasn’t going to miss out on this.
“Cara.” He tightened his hold, sending erotic pain down her scalp. “I need to know, darlin’.”
“Know what?” She yanked his belt free and dropped it to the ground, trying to press her aching core harder against him. She was ready, damn it—and now he wanted to talk?
He leaned closer, his breath brushing her skin, his gaze boring into hers. “That you accept me, that you accept us. That you want this.”
Warmth spread through her heart to match that in her loins. “I want this.”
He grinned, the hand in her hair sliding to cup her scalp. “And?”
She inhaled his spicy scent and her mind spun. “I accept you right now—the rest we’ll have to see.” Man, if she didn’t get him naked soon she’d die. Or he would.
“Good enough,” he said.
Then the world shifted as he tugged her head back, lowering his mouth to her vulnerable neck. “Did I tell you my people mark our mates?” His hot breath feathered over the soft skin, his hand kneading the supple flesh of her rear.
“Um,” Cara could feel only the delicious friction as he rubbed her core against his.
The hand in her hair tightened in warning as he stilled their movements, “I asked you a question, Cara.” He raised his head to pin her with a look that dared her to lose focus again.
“Um …” She struggled to find his words in her mind. “Wait. Did you say you mark your mates?” She stopped moving.
“Yes.” Satisfied, he started to again lower his mouth to her neck.
“Wait.” She struggled for release. “No. Wait, Talen. No marking.”
Talen easily held her in place as he raised his head to within an inch of hers. “Oh, there will be a marking, Cara.”
“You’ll not mark my neck,” she hissed, even as she pulsed against him.
“Who said anything about your neck?” With his dark question, he took her mouth with a flash of heat. He turned toward the bed, his strong hands cupping her rear, the sound of thunder directly overhead.
Fire licked underneath her skin as her knees clasped Talen’s narrow waist, his hands on her, his mouth on her, demanding more. She whimpered deep in her throat. “Hurry up,” she moaned, her entire being on fire.
A strong arm swept her shirt off her body in one fluid motion, baring her breasts to his flaring eyes. He growled and then, with a mere step forward, she was on her back, and hewas on her. With his mouth hot and insistent on hers, he leaned down and ripped her jeans and panties from her body and threw off his own.
Cara gasped in shock as he penetrated her to the hilt, no preliminaries, no easing, just pure, primitive possession. He instantly moved in and out. Strong fingers dug into her hips, moving her to meet his thrusts. Good God. What had she agreed to? Her body wet and willing, she fought to adjust to his penetration, her breath catching painfully in her throat as he plundered to untouched depths. The orgasm had a life of its own, mercilessly, fiercely bearing down on her and ripping through her entire system. His name filled her head and then there was silence around them when she cried out and stars exploded behind her eyes.
Still, he thrust. “You okay, darlin’?” His voice rumbled to a tone deep enough to echo along her every nerve ending.
“Yes.” She pushed up into the hard planes of his amazing body. “Do it again.”
He may have chuckled, tightening his hold, somehow increasing his speed.
She could do
Moaning, she reached down to his abs, tracing hard muscle with her hands. Perfect. Male. Strong. She leaned forward, swirling her tongue around one nipple, and fought a smile as he trembled.
“Cara?” The hand in her hair tugged until her slumbering gaze met pure liquid gold.
“Hmm?” She reached for his belt buckle, sliding the clasp free. She’d never felt such arousal. It may be temporary, but she wasn’t going to miss out on this.
“Cara.” He tightened his hold, sending erotic pain down her scalp. “I need to know, darlin’.”
“Know what?” She yanked his belt free and dropped it to the ground, trying to press her aching core harder against him. She was ready, damn it—and now he wanted to talk?
He leaned closer, his breath brushing her skin, his gaze boring into hers. “That you accept me, that you accept us. That you want this.”
Warmth spread through her heart to match that in her loins. “I want this.”
He grinned, the hand in her hair sliding to cup her scalp. “And?”
She inhaled his spicy scent and her mind spun. “I accept you right now—the rest we’ll have to see.” Man, if she didn’t get him naked soon she’d die. Or he would.
“Good enough,” he said.
Then the world shifted as he tugged her head back, lowering his mouth to her vulnerable neck. “Did I tell you my people mark our mates?” His hot breath feathered over the soft skin, his hand kneading the supple flesh of her rear.
“Um,” Cara could feel only the delicious friction as he rubbed her core against his.
The hand in her hair tightened in warning as he stilled their movements, “I asked you a question, Cara.” He raised his head to pin her with a look that dared her to lose focus again.
“Um …” She struggled to find his words in her mind. “Wait. Did you say you mark your mates?” She stopped moving.
“Yes.” Satisfied, he started to again lower his mouth to her neck.
“Wait.” She struggled for release. “No. Wait, Talen. No marking.”
Talen easily held her in place as he raised his head to within an inch of hers. “Oh, there will be a marking, Cara.”
“You’ll not mark my neck,” she hissed, even as she pulsed against him.
“Who said anything about your neck?” With his dark question, he took her mouth with a flash of heat. He turned toward the bed, his strong hands cupping her rear, the sound of thunder directly overhead.
Fire licked underneath her skin as her knees clasped Talen’s narrow waist, his hands on her, his mouth on her, demanding more. She whimpered deep in her throat. “Hurry up,” she moaned, her entire being on fire.
A strong arm swept her shirt off her body in one fluid motion, baring her breasts to his flaring eyes. He growled and then, with a mere step forward, she was on her back, and hewas on her. With his mouth hot and insistent on hers, he leaned down and ripped her jeans and panties from her body and threw off his own.
Cara gasped in shock as he penetrated her to the hilt, no preliminaries, no easing, just pure, primitive possession. He instantly moved in and out. Strong fingers dug into her hips, moving her to meet his thrusts. Good God. What had she agreed to? Her body wet and willing, she fought to adjust to his penetration, her breath catching painfully in her throat as he plundered to untouched depths. The orgasm had a life of its own, mercilessly, fiercely bearing down on her and ripping through her entire system. His name filled her head and then there was silence around them when she cried out and stars exploded behind her eyes.
Still, he thrust. “You okay, darlin’?” His voice rumbled to a tone deep enough to echo along her every nerve ending.
“Yes.” She pushed up into the hard planes of his amazing body. “Do it again.”
He may have chuckled, tightening his hold, somehow increasing his speed.
She could do
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