precious eye contact. I held my breath. Heart beating like a caged bird, I sank down over his head. His girth stretched and filled me. My breath caught as a groan escaped Shepherd’s mouth before he grabbed my hips and owned me completely.
Yes!
My body arched as Shepherd pulsed within me. I sensed every throb, every single inch of Shepherd. Lust burst through my skin, pushing me over the edge. We were one. He was inside me. The sensation was earth-shattering and so profound. My sin unraveled for him so effortlessly. Squeezing me snugly, Shepherd buried his face against my neck. “You grip me so tightly.” I felt his gaze on me as he spoke. “Look how easily you come for me.” Shaking from the euphoria rippling through me, all I could do was whimper.
Then he moved my hips over his, burying himself deeper before lifting me up. He thrust himself completely every time my body came down over his cock. My breasts jiggled, and I cried out as my body warmed, and my clit throbbed. His thighs and pubic hair, slick from my juices, and the wet smacks of our bodies coming together intoxicated me further.
“Holy—” I moaned when he gripped my ass cheeks strong enough to hurt. That’s when he slowed down, rolling my hips around instead of up and down. It felt amazing. I could engrave every languid stroke of his into my memory. Remember every pulse. The way his body shook, his soul reaper eyes brightening, and the shameless way he watched my body.
Shepherd panted. Sweat beaded his skin, and he kissed me fiercely before I pulled away. “Give it to me,” I begged into his ear as he wrapped his arms around my back and squeezed me so tightly it hurt. “You know what I want.”
“Fuck,” he moaned. His cock pulsated and thickened inside me as he stilled. I felt every single pulse of his release, and my insides clenched. His cum spurted out, filling me.
“So much!” I shuddered as waves of pleasure crashed through me. My face burned at how wanton and greedy I became for Shepherd’s sperm. I arched, and he held my back to keep me from toppling over. Wave after wave, the rapture kept rolling over me like a storm until I was unable to move.
His hand rubbed my hair. The other sent goose bumps down my back as he ran his fingers across my skin. My eyes drooped.
“That’s it,” he encouraged, and I wanted to argue with him for doing this to me. But deep down, I knew I needed it. The last few days caught up to me.
So tired…
Need to look for Joy.
“Rest,” he ordered me.
So I did.
Thirty
Shepherd
“Need to look for Joy. Must find her…”
I listened to Prudence as she drifted asleep. But it’s strange. Her words had been inside my head. Did I imagine it? Curled in my arms, she appeared to be asleep but I could have sworn it sounded like it came from inside my mind. Lifting her chin, I checked to make sure she truly slept. She snored lightly. So adorable. And all mine…
Wait, what had I been thinking about? Ah, her voice inside my brain. Could it be another part of the bond? If so, I didn’t want to trouble her about it until she rested.
As I looked at her, my heart skipped a beat. With her mouth parted slightly, eyes closed, I knew right then that I was staring at my heart and soul. My everything.
Smiling down at her, I kissed her forehead and materialized clothes on both of us. Prudence needed her rest, but it didn’t mean I didn’t desire to wake her up and ravish her all over again.
But when my mate’s eyes opened, she’d want to search for her sister. That mattered much more than my gratification. During the last few days, as she ran herself nonstop, I sensed her pain and despair.
She hadn’t spoken to her family in the last twenty-four hours. They were all too busy trying to find someone they knew couldn’t be found. Although Prudence’s emotions were the only ones I sensed, I didn’t doubt they all bore the same desperation. Prudence’s failure, her helplessness bled through the bond, and all I wished to do was take it away.
Prudence’s emotions made it seem like their efforts were futile. She said Harvest cloaked himself well, keeping them from finding him. So with Joy as his captive, the same applied to her. Despite how fruitless their task might be,