Wild Hunt - Kali Argent Page 0,62
like even the smallest thing isn’t right—”
“I’ll get the hell out of there.”
God, he loved her. He loved her so much it hurt. If anything happened to her, he’d lose his mind. He’d burn the whole damn world to the ground to keep her safe, but she didn’t want his protection. She wanted his support. She wanted him to believe in her.
He’d fought shifters, been drained by vampires, and had almost been eaten alive by Ravagers. He would rather face all of that a hundred times over rather than let her walk into a Coalition town alone.
“You make me fucking crazy.”
Taking her face in both hands, he sealed their mouths together, plunging his tongue between her gasping lips. It was a kiss of possession, a brand of ownership, a dark and primal display of dominance.
He didn’t tease or coax. He didn’t wait for her to set the rhythm. He consumed her, overwhelmed her. He demanded she keep pace with him as he poured every ounce of frustration, fear, and worry he felt into the mating of their lips.
Mackenna arched against him, moaning into his mouth. Her fingers twisted in his shirt to drag him closer, and she raked her teeth across his bottom lip, nipping the flesh with a quiet growl that set his blood on fire.
He loved the sounds she made for him, the way her small body vibrated against his. He loved the way she matched his need with her own desire. The carnality that burned between them was potent and palpable, making his heart pound and his cock throb.
Too impatient for propriety, needing her too much to bother with social niceties, he dragged her into the shadows of the patio and pinned her against the side of the building. Her eyes blazed with amber light, and her fangs elongated beneath her upper lip. Cheeks flushed with adrenaline, hair fanned out over her shoulders, her primal nature on full display, she was a siren, and he had never been more captivated.
Spinning her around, he pushed her roughly against the wall, pinning her in place with the weight of his body. Hand splayed over the bricks, she pushed back into him, grinding her tight ass over his trapped erection. The little vixen knew exactly what she was doing to him, and she showed him without words she wanted it just as much as he did.
If there had still been any doubt in his mind, however, she quickly erased it. “Hurry.”
It took little work to push her sweatpants down around her knees, but a lot more feverish fumbling for him to undo his own pants and free his swollen cock. Gripping the base, he guided the head to her entrance, groaning when her slick heat welcomed him easily.
God, she was tight, and so fucking wet for him. Her soaked pussy gripped his length, squeezing around him as he sank into her. With one hand on her hip, he gripped her hair in the other, pulling her head back as he began a punishing rhythm. Her feminine moan mingled with his grunts and the slap of flesh against flesh, creating an erotic symphony that echoed into the night.
Cade snapped his hips forward, driving into her and relishing the way she arched against him, meeting him thrust for thrust. As their need grew, their coupling turned frenzied and chaotic, pushing them both closer to the edge.
Mackenna’s breaths turned to gasps as her muscles tightened around him. Her head fell back, and her small frame trembled, his name a quiet chant on her lips.
“God, yes,” he groaned when she squeezed around him like a vise. “That’s it, baby. That’s it. Come for me, baby. I want to feel you come for me.”
Mackenna cried out, and her pussy clamped around him as he reached the precipice and tumbled into freefall. Only when she turned to putty in his hands, her lithe body sated and pliant, did he finally let himself follow her, thrusting through his orgasm and spilling into her depths.
As the adrenaline ebbed and the storm of need dissipated, he eased out of his mate and helped her set her clothes to rights before doing the same to his own. Then, he gathered her into his arms for a slow, gentle kiss.
“I love you,” he whispered against her lips. “So much.”
“I love you, too.” She squirmed in his arms, and her nose scrunched adorably. “Not to ruin the moment, but I really need a shower.”
A part of him wanted to laugh. A bigger