Page 143 of Beneath the Blue Moon

“Do I look unsure?Let’s do something about that, shall we?”

***Ethan***

It’s begun.She’s hyper, and she has that hungry look in hereyes.Right now, it seems to be for sex.This hunger I’ll be happy to satisfy.She slants her lips over mine, reaching between us to stroke my dick through myjeans.I’m already as hard as a two-by-four.She yanks at my shirt, trying topull it over my head.

“Need you naked,” she says.

I remove my shirt while she works on my jeans.Her eyes arewild with desire as she tugs it down my legs and drops it on the floor.I rest onmy elbows and watch her keenly.

“You aresohot.”

Goddamn if she isn’tmakingme hot.Her fingers slideacross my stomach as she pulls my boxers down.Her eyes go wide as my dicksprings free, like it’s the first time she’s seeing it.Her small, delicatefingers close around it, and she smiles up at me like a kid with a new toy.Ina flash, her smile fades and her expression changes.She’s breathing heavily,looking downright angry.

“Mine,” she growls.

Fuck!That one word echoes in my mind, heart, body, andsoul.Is this the way I am with her?To see the possessiveness reciprocateddoes something to me I can’t explain.But I don’t need to explain it—she is mine,and I am hers.

“Come here.”

Her head snaps up at the command, and she obedientlystraddles my lap.I bury my hand in her hair as she leans forward and licks mynipple.Need surges through me and I just want to be buried knee-deep insideher tight, wet pussy.

“Lips.”

She kisses a path up my neck, across my cheek, and thenpresses her lips to mine.I can’t think.I can barely breathe.She’s mine, andno one’s taking her away from me.She moans as my tongue explores her mouth,tasting every sweet inch.My hands roam aimlessly and feverishly over her body,her soft skin electrifying my fingertips.When I break the kiss, her lips arered and swollen, marking that I’ve been there.

“Pussy.Now.”

My voice is low and hoarse, wrought with desire and intenseneed for this woman.My woman.The woman I love.My mate.She dismounts, crawlsup the bed, and kneels over my face, placing her hands on my chest.As I pullher down to my lips hungrily, she leans forward and wraps her lips around mydick.God, she makes me want to climb the fucking walls!She cries out as Ipart her lips with my tongue, licking up her delicious juices.Her mildly saltybut sweet taste is nirvana to my taste buds.Pleasure grips my body as hertongue slides over my balls.If a bus hit me right now, I wouldn’t feel it.

Avidly stroking me, she pulls one testicle into her mouth,circling it with her tongue.She moans as she closes her lips around my dickagain, pumping me with both hands.Needing to return the favor, I devote all myattention to her clit, sucking the tiny nub until she screams in ecstasy.Herlegs quiver and I watch as her muscles contract.She sucks on the head of mydick with a tenacity that shows she’s intent on driving me crazy.My heart rateincreases, breathing quickens, muscles tense, and I feel the blood acceleratingthrough my veins.My balls tighten against my body, and I shout my release asmy cum spurts into her mouth.

“Casey!”

***Casey***

Oh, fuck!I roll onto the bed, staring up at the ceiling incomplete awe.

“Wow!Ethan, that was… incredible.”

“Off-the-charts incredible.”

Scrambling on top of him again, I place a hard kiss on hislips.I feel like I’m on speed.And I’m starving again.

“I’m hungry, are you hungry?I’m gonna make us something.”

Why do I sound like Six fromBlossom?I stillremember watching that show with my mom.My words are running into each otherlike I’ve never heard of a punctuation mark.I hop off the bed and drag his T-shirtover my head before hurrying downstairs.By the time he joins me, I’ve alreadymade a salad and started working on a chuck roast Clara left defrosting in thefridge.I guess I should have chosen something quicker, but I’m craving meat.Iturn to him with a smile as he enters.Lust grips my body as I take in hisnaked chest, jeans hanging off his hips, button undone.I launch myself at him,and he catches me, placing me on the counter.As I slide my hands over his hardbody, I start getting wet all over again.

“You can’t walk around here half-naked like that, or we’llnever get out of bed.”

“Why are you talking so fast?”he asks.

“I don’t know I feel funny like I’m about to bounce off thewalls and I’m starving like I haven’t eaten in days but I just ate and I feltfull but now—”

He cradles my face, halting my rambling, and staring into myeyes intently.

Calm down, sweetie.

Huh.I heard his voice, but his lips didn’t move.Is he inmy head?He can’t be in my head.But… I do feel the jitteriness slowly slippingaway.