she planted an elbow on the mattress and pushed herself off the bed. She hadn’t even moved an inch before she landed flat on her back, the very hard—and very naked—male body pinning her down.
The urge to fight was there, but somehow, her body didn’t work. No, instead, she looked up at her captor, her gaze colliding with bright blue eyes.
Oh.
Forget about the blue winter sky. No, these eyes were the true indescribable blue.
Mine.
Was that—
Mine, the voice inside her repeated.
And a deep, beautifully haunting sound from somewhere deep in him replied. Mine.
“You’re my—”
She never finished the sentence as his mouth crashed over hers. The kiss was savage, with an edge of hunger she’d never felt before, from anyone or herself. It was consuming and at the same time, she wanted to devour him too. The taste of him was incredible—smoky, rich, and oh so male. And his scent. She wanted it all over herself, wanted to drown in it until she died a blissful, happy death.
Large hands cupped the sides of her face. They were rough and calloused, and when he shoved his fingers into her scalp and tugged, a zing of pleasure went straight to her core. He must have smelled her arousal because he huffed in response. One of his hands grazed down her body, leaving a hot trail over her skin. He spread her knees, his fingers going straight to the sweet spot between her thighs.
She moaned into his mouth as the pads of his rough fingertips caressed her wet outer lips. His touch was surprisingly gentle, moving up and down tentatively before delving into her. Her hips bucked off the mattress, wanting more. Wanting it all.
He rewarded her with a nip to her lips and pushing another finger inside her.
“Oh!” she gasped when he pulled his mouth away from her. His lips grazed lower, licking a path down her neck, all the way to her breasts. Her nipples were now painfully hard nubs, and she let out another moan when his wet, hot mouth covered one.
Between the lashing of his tongue on her nipples and his fingers playing her expertly, her body exploded in an orgasm, her brain short-circuiting from the mindless pleasure.
Her body was still recovering when he pushed her thighs apart and moved between them. This was really happening. And, God help her, she wanted it.
He loomed above her, and she found herself drawn up to those eyes again. They stared down at her, like blazing twin orbs of blue fire, reaching deep into her, all over, until there was no part of her that remained untouched.
Mine. Mine. Mine, her soul repeated, pulsing to the beat of her heart. Something blunt and large pushed at her wet entrance, slowly pushing inside her. When she winced at his girth, he stopped. But despite her body’s protest, she wanted him to continue.
With a deep breath, she nudged her hips up at him. She could sense his hesitation.
“Please,” she breathed. “I need you.”
His answer of a soft growl sent out a ripple of pleasure across her skin. He inched inside her, slowly, allowing her to accommodate him in her narrow passage. When he was fully seated in her, she relaxed her muscles.
His mouth descended on hers again, capturing hers in another hungry kiss. His hips began to move, and the friction of him inside her made her body spasm. She clung to him, her arms going up to his shoulders, her fingers raking down his muscled back. He let out a guttural sound and pounded into her faster.
Needy, desperate moans and cries escaped her mouth, and she found herself meeting his thrusts. Hands and lips moved everywhere, kissing and touching every bit of skin. Her legs wrapped around his trim waist, heels digging into his buttocks as she urged him on. Faster. Harder. It was as if he was reading her mind, so in tune with her body that he knew what she needed.
Their lips met again, her mouth opening up to him as he devoured her. Her body went taut, his hands pushed under her, lifting her up at just the right angle to send her into the stratosphere with a mind-blowing orgasm that made her vision go white. He grunted, a low, primal sound that seemed to stretch out as his body shuddered with his own pleasure. His cock pulsed inside her, and she milked him, wanting every last drop of him. Instead of slowing down, he moved faster, gripping her ass so hard he