Voiceless - M. Sinclair Page 0,29
I knew he could fix this.
“Dylan,” I voiced as his head snapped up, excitement coursing through our bond as I realized the connection we had made. Well, shit.
“Yes, baby?” He growled, nipping at my bottom lip before pulling back and rolling off my tank top completely, leaving me bare to him. My breathing was fast and rough as he looked over me, his eyes turning into metallic gold. “Fuck, you are so hot, Colette.”
Instead of waiting, I grabbed him and tugged him towards me, needing some part of him touching me. His dark, sexy chuckle had my toes curling as he kissed me roughly before moving down my jaw and neck.
I moaned out as he nipped my pulse, my body shuddering as my fox urged me to expose my neck more, wanting his mating mark on us. Desperately. My canines grew slightly longer as I resisted the urge to put a mating mark on him, knowing I needed to calm the heck down, but I wasn’t positive that was possible. My head was a hormonal haze, and the man was teasing and licking my skin without any relief. It was driving me insane.
“Oh shit,” I mentally cursed as his hot mouth closed over my nipple, his teeth tightening just enough to have me arching off the goddamn bed. My center was completely soaked and my clit was pulsating with need, making me feel like I was going to climax from just one more touch.
“Do you need to come, baby?” he asked, his voice rough.
I nodded, my nails digging into his bare muscular shoulders as he snarled at the feeling of it. I wanted my hands on his cock, but I had a feeling that he wasn’t going to let me take control of this situation. Considering how light-hearted and sweet Dylan was, this swing of dominance was totally unexpected and I was one hundred and ten percent there for it.
I let out a small cry as he worked his way down my body, peeling my leggings down and leaving me in literally nothing as he took my silk thong with it. I shivered. Having never been naked in front of a man before, I tried not to overthink what he thought when his gaze lingered over every part of me. I stopped worrying the minute a feral growl came from his mouth.
He made me squeak, embarrassingly so, when he flipped me over in a movement that was so fast it made me dizzy, his hands pulling back my hips so that I was entirely exposed to him. Sweet christ.
My moan was loud as his mouth met my soaked pussy, causing me to arch and push back further hoping that it would encourage him to keep going. He very much did. Holy shit, the man was devouring me. A low growl broke from his chest while tasting me and I felt a mini climax pulse through me at the primal sound. I cried out as he used one of his hands to play with my clit, his tongue pressing inside of me as he worked in a demanding furious pace that had my eyes fluttering shut as pleasure coursed through my system at his touch.
“You are fucking soaked, baby.” He snarled as I felt him release his rigid cock, the searing rod bouncing against me as his one hand continued to play with me while he jacked himself off with the other against my ass. My body convulsed as I pressed my head down against the bed, silently begging him to just end my suffering and slam home inside of me.
“Are you going to come for me, baby?” His voice was filled with a nearly feral edge as he growled out the question, sounding really fucking worked up. “I want you to come right on my fucking fingers and cock, Colette. I want you all over me.” His possessive challenge was filled with demand and I couldn’t help but want to submit to exactly what he wanted.
I moaned as he ran his hard length between my thighs, the tip hitting my clit in a sharp movement, making me cry out as pleasure pulsed through me. I gripped the bed hard enough that my small claws ripped through the bedding. Well fuck, let’s hope I didn’t grow a fucking tail.
“I should just slip right the fuck into you.” He growled, increasing his pace so that he was essentially fucking me despite not being inside of me. “Would you like that? Do you