Shaw (Alpha Geek #6) - Milly Taiden Page 0,46

amorous kisses down the length of her body, tonguing her in some places that made her purr his name. She kept on clenching the muscles of her empty pussy, searching for the thick length of his cock. Poppy might have given Shaw his release, but now she was burning for her own. She was pretty sure it wouldn’t take much. Her entire body was made of erogenous zones because it was Shaw touching her.

He took her hips in his large, powerful hands and pinned her down into the bed. Trust and love burned in his eyes as he lowered his head down between her legs. Poppy arched off of the bed, knowing where he was going. Exactly where she needed him to go.

The first lick up her center was quick and over way too soon. Thankfully, he chased it with another, and another. He was everywhere she needed him. He was licking her clit, dipping his long, adept fingers inside of her waiting channel.

The way he moved his tongue against her hardened nub was maddening. It made her entire body burn in an intense way. She clawed at the sheets, sure that she would rip through the material with her nails. He didn’t relent, not even when Poppy’s legs shook. He only held her close, silently promising that he was there, that he would always be there.

And he was.

Poppy was pitched forward into bliss by Shaw’s tongue and questing fingers. Her body trembled as her orgasm crested. Wave after wave of pleasure made her scream out his name. He groaned into her center, lapping up all of the juices that were pooled there.

“Poppy,” he asked as breathless as she felt.

She sat up on her elbows and looked at him. The proud cock jutting from between his powerful thighs, all the way up to his handsome face. He was her mate. Hers. And she wanted him. Even with watery, satisfied limbs, she still wanted more.

“I want you inside of me,” she said, lying back down onto the bed. She spread her legs wide and lifted her hips off the bed. “Now,” she added with a wink.

He took her hips in hand and wasted no time sliding into her moist center. He was thick and long, and she felt the fullness of having him buried deep inside of her. It was a precious moment, and she closed her eyes to remember how it felt. He reared his hips back before sliding in again. She gasped as he started out at a pace that was exactly what she needed.

Their bodies were completely in sync. She didn’t need to tell him to move faster, to slow down. He just knew. She clenched around his length, knowing he felt it. The connection. The ultimate feeling of being one.

Shaw dipped his head down to kiss her, his tongue exploring her mouth. They rode toward their release together. Poppy clawed at his back, feeling her orgasm speeding toward her with power and love. She sank her nails deeper into him as she cried out his name, heat exploding everywhere inside of her. Shaw was close behind, spurring forward and emptying himself inside of her with a blissful roar.

They stayed connected for a very long time, interlaced in the moment they had just shared.

“You’re mine,” he whispered as she fell asleep in his arms.

Yes, her panther purred back as she wafted away on happy dreams.

Chapter Twenty-One

Shaw

Shaw couldn’t quite believe his luck. He was lying in bed with his mate. With Poppy. Her leg was thrown over his, her head on his chest, and her long brown hair was draped over his shoulder. He took in a deep breath, reveling in how the air smelled like them. It was a pure mix of him and her.

He didn’t want to move, he wanted to stay locked in that moment forever. He would never code again, never touch a computer again, if he could just stay all locked up with Poppy.

There was no way to know if she had regained all of her trust in him. They had slept together. More than once. It had been a revelation. Sex with Poppy was so much more than a release. It was something else. Not quite primal and not quite pure emotional. It was a powerful mix of both. He knew that was probably because they were mates. Sex did mean something more to him now that he was with the woman who had been made for him. That being said, he wasn’t