Loving York (Warwick Dragons #2) - Milly Taiden Page 0,35

it was wrapped around her waist. Somewhere along the way, her dress, her bra, his pants, and socks were lost.

With the dress gone and Josie lying on the bed in nothing more than her panties, York nearly lost his mind. She was all smooth, perfect, and ready for him. He lowered his head between her parted legs, kissing her pussy through the thin material of her thong. He flicked his tongue through the lace, chuckling happily at the reaction he elicited from his mate. He slowly peeled the underwear off, wasting no time. He kissed her core again, this time, his tongue meeting her clit. Her sweet taste exploded in his mouth, her scent filling his nostrils.

“Fuck, Josie. You’re the best thing I’ve ever tasted.” He took another swipe at her to confirm just how wonderful her nectar was. Yup, he would definitely get addicted to this. He took longer licks up and down her lips, teasing her, before finally letting his tongue trace the edges of her nub. He closed his mouth around it, pulling it into his mouth completely. His tongue moved again as Josie’s hips lifted off the bed to meet his mouth. She was panting, writhing under his touch, her hands locked into the strands of his hair. He continued laving her clit with attention until Josie’s breath caught. He sucked on the nub, sending her over the edge. He watched as her body flushed with her release. Her hands continued gripping his hair while he licked, and licked, and licked, swallowing each wave of her climax.

He smiled at her, pleased that he had been able to bring his mate pleasure, but he was hardly done. He kissed his way up her body, stopping at her chest to deliver some attention to Josie’s beautiful breasts. He tweaked one nipple with his fingers, while he caressed the other with his tongue. She arched her back up, presenting all of herself to him, for him.

“I want you, Josie. So much.”

She nodded. “I’m yours, York. I really am. Take me.”

To demonstrate the point, she lifted her hips off the bed to grind up against his cock. The aching limb was weeping, begging to join in on the fun. He made quick work of his briefs and settled between her legs. The head of his cock was at her waiting entrance, but he didn’t push inside of her. Instead, he let the moment sink into his mind. This woman, the lovely, caring woman, was his.

She had flaws, but so did he.

She had a past, and he did, too.

None of that mattered at that moment.

It was them. Just them.

He took his cock in hand, positioning himself. His eyes were connected with hers as he slowly eased in. He stilled as he bottomed out, needing a moment. She was like a tight glove around his erection, soft and wet, tight and perfect. She clenched his cock, silently begging him to move. He did, easing out, before sliding back in. He set a slow rhythm, intent on making it last as long as possible. He wanted to remember every moment, every flash of emotion on Josie’s face, every feeling.

Josie dug her heels into his ass, her nails digging into his back as she met him, thrust for thrust. Pleasure and passion were coiled inside of him, and with every motion, he knew he was seconds away from losing himself to her once and for all. But he didn’t want to get there without Josie. He tilted his hips and moved out of her slowly, drawing out the movements until she was a breathless cloud of want under him. She moaned his name, swore to God, pleaded to come again.

When she did, clenching him hard, nails digging, his name on her lips, it was a moment made of pure devotion. He was right there behind her, his hips moving in and out of her with more speed as his climax overtook him.

“Josie,” he shouted, with one last hip thrust. He came hard, emptying himself inside of her. His entire body was still as his cock trembled inside of her, spurting all of his seed.

All around his erection, Josie spasmed, her walls milking everything he had to give to her. She purred, wordlessly begging for it. His eyes were locked with hers in the heated moment. He had come deep inside of his mate, and something in his soul was forever changed. He didn’t pull out, but leaned down, his body draping over Josie. He