Mine to Keep (NOLA Knights #3) - Rhenna Morgan Page 0,64

filled with delight. “I do believe this is the first time I’ve ever seen you look uncertain.”

It was exactly what he needed. A catalyst to shake him loose of her thrall and help him remember his purpose. He tried to answer with a steady tone. What came out was closer to that of a deadly predator than anything human. “Uncertainty implies doubt.” He snatched her wrist, planted one knee between her thighs and crowded close. “I have no doubt. Not where you’re concerned.”

He hooked his hands beneath her arms, gently tossed her to the center of the bed and proved just that. With his mouth. With his touch. With his body. Explored her curves. Teased and suckled her nipples until she writhed beneath him. Kissed and licked his way down her belly until she eagerly widened her knees.

And what a delicious sight. Her pink folds drenched and swollen. Her sweet nub peeking from behind its hood and begging for his attention. He slicked his fingers through her wetness. Growled his approval when she rolled her hips against them and arched her back on a moan. So uninhibited. Gloriously wanton in her response. On fire and eager for his touch.

He slid one finger inside her, and his cock jerked at the promise of feeling her heat around it. Demanded its due and the connection that came with it. “This is mine.” He added another finger, slowly building a rhythm she readily met. “You are mine.”

“Oh, my God...” A whispered plea. An urgent demand she paired with the desperate squeeze of her hand on his shoulder. Her eyelids opened, slowly as though the weight of them made the process nearly impossible, and met his stare. Passion burned behind her glossy green eyes. “Stop talking. Give me more. Let me come.”

There she was.

His Queen. Commanding her due. Owning her place.

With him.

He let her see his pleasure. Let his beast shine through with its feral smile, pushed one of her knees wider and lowered his mouth so his response whispered against her straining clit. “With pleasure.”

Her cry as his mouth surrounded her was sheer bliss. Her taste exquisite.

He suckled harder. Pumped his fingers inside her scalding sex until her muscles quivered and she bucked against each stroke. Her fingers clawed against his scalp and her breath caught—and then she was gone, her sex pulsing around his fingers. Legs quivering against his shoulders and her release coating his tongue.

So sweet. A carnal delight that went beyond anything he’d imagined. That whetted his appetite and made him ravenous for more.

She rode each press of his fingers. Ground her pelvis against him in a sublime display of sensuality until her breathing evened and her muscles relaxed. “Wow.” Her fingertips gently scored through his hair, a languorous touch that made the predator in him purr. “That was...” He lifted his head in time to see her roll her head from side to side, her eyes still closed and her lips curved in a satisfied smile. “I’m not sure there are good enough words for how that felt.”

He tenderly grazed the inside of one thigh with his teeth, then licked the same spot with his tongue. “You say that as though you are surprised.”

She chuckled at that, the low warmth of the sound one reserved for only the most intimate lovers. She opened her eyes. “Well, let’s face it. Most men wouldn’t give up the promise of a blowjob in favor of what you just gave me. Let alone stay with it long enough to make a woman come that hard.”

His fingers tightened against her thighs, and the muscles in his shoulders, arms and belly clenched. Just thinking about her with any other man made him want to commit murder. The implication that her pleasure with them had been secondary to their own made him want to bleed the fools slowly. He shifted to his knees, keeping his eyes locked on her body so she couldn’t see the roiling aggression inside him. He rolled her to her stomach and centered her so each leg rested on either side of his. “Then the men you’ve been with are fools.”

Even without the visual, she must have heard the anger in his voice because she tried to twist and study his face.

He caught her with a hand at her shoulder and braced himself above her with his other hand beside her head. His throbbing cock brushed the lush curve of her ass, drawing something just shy of a frustrated snarl from his