Havoc's Mate (Badlands Territory #2) - Lila Rose Page 0,26

want something to drink, eat?”

“No,” I replied, blushing once again. He drew a finger over my heated cheek.

“Tell me what you want, Cora,” he ordered, his voice thicker, darker, sexier.

My heart hammered, my body shivering, and I tipped my chin up and told him the truth. “You, Jackson. All I want is you.”

A growl resounded from within him. He stepped close, and with his hands to my waist, he picked me up, cupping my bottom as I wound my legs around his hips and my arms around his neck.

“Bedroom, big guy,” I said.

“Fuck,” he cursed. I ducked my head into his shoulder, giggling when he raced us through the house. The door to his bedroom nearly broke with how hard he pushed it open. He stopped just beside the bed, gazing into my eyes. “Cora,” he whispered and kissed my jaw. “My mate,” he said as he set a kiss to my neck where he ran his lips and cheek over my skin, covering me in his scent.

I didn’t mind one bit.

In fact, it sent my body spinning into a reaction. I needed friction and instantly. I lifted up a little and down over his already impressively hard cock. His hands clenched on my bottom. It was good to know he was affected by things I did like I was with him.

“Jackson,” I panted, rocking over him again. “Please kiss me.”

His lips landed on mine with a groan. We pressed, pecked, and opened to each other where our tongues tested softly at first before the taste of one another got to us, and the kiss deepened even more. I tilted my head before Jackson’s hand gripped the back of my hair and tugged. All the while, I couldn’t stop slowly rolling up and down over him. Driving us both wild if the moans, grunts, and groans were anything to go by.

God, I was already feeling so much. My body tingled with heat, desire, and a yearning to let myself go. Tightening my hold on him, I shuddered against his body as an orgasm burst through me.

I tucked my face into his neck. My cheeks burned once I’d come down, knowing I’d come and we hadn’t even gotten our clothes off.

Jackson ran a hand up and down my back, his chest moving from a quiet chuckle. “Mate, you have nothing to be embarrassed about. Another second and I would have lost myself as well, because you drive me crazy.”

My laugh was muffled by his body. “Good to know.”

“Now drop down and we’ll continue this,” he ordered, causing my body to shiver. I slid down his body, drawing out a groan from Jackson when I rubbed in the right place. Smiling, I looked up at him and kissed his chest before taking hold of his shirt and dragging it up. He lifted his arms, assisting me and revealing himself. And heck if I wasn’t grateful. His body was something to be admired. I was lucky to know he was mine to have. He was beyond beautiful.

“Your turn,” he said, his voice gruff. As soon as he had my top off and thrown to the floor, his wild gaze ran over me appreciatively. Slowly, he reached out and took my breasts in his hands. “Perfect,” he growled, causing my clit to pulse to life again.

“So are you,” I told him.

He smiled softly and shook his head. He was crazy if he thought he wasn’t perfect for me. “You are.”

Stepping closer, he slid his hands around to my back and unhooked my bra. He shifted back and dragged it from my shoulders, down my arms, letting the girls swing free. He sucked in a breath before dipping his head and taking an erect nipple into his mouth. I moaned as his tongue curled around and around it. His bite had me whimpering and gripping the back of his head. I threaded my fingers through his hair as Jackson kissed his way across to the other breast, the other nipple and teased it with his hot, wet tongue. Only he didn’t stay there long. He kissed his way down my stomach, which quivered under him, and along the top of my pants at my waist.

“Jackson,” I murmured. Dropping my gaze, I met his burning eyes when he licked just above the button. He undid the fastener and slid down the zipper. He pulled the front down enough to kiss the top of my mound, driving me crazy. My knees shook, and my pussy throbbed.

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