Page 17 of Capture of Capricorn (The Thirteenth Zodiac #3)

Zora slept amazing, which said a lot considering she didn’t usually share a bed nicely.

She had to admit, though, waking up snuggled against the hottest man she’d ever laid eyes on made it even better.

She might have done a little bit on purpose to get him going, subtly shifting her thigh so it rubbed against his cock.

It reacted, swelling to a thick size that made her ache between the legs.

As for his demand he’d like a kiss? Not before she brushed her teeth, but that didn’t stop her from teasing him. Her hand slid under the covers to cup his erection.

He sucked in a breath. “Trying to kill me before my morning coffee?” he asked in a strangled tone.

She squeezed his package, and it pulsed in reply. “I’m debating if I want sausage for breakfast.”

“Definitely trying to murder me,” he groaned.

“Poor baby,” she purred, her hand slipping past the waistband of his boxers. He’d worn those and a T-shirt to bed. Same as her, except her panties were much skimpier.

She grabbed his cock, and he hissed. “Teasing isn’t nice.”

“You don’t like this?” she murmured, sliding her hand up and down his shaft.

“I’m liking it too much,” he growled.

She wrapped her fingers tighter around his thick length. “You going to show me how much?”

“I want to more than anything, but at the same time, I’ve gotta ask if you’re sure?”

She thumbed the tip, spreading a pearling drop. “Does this not feel like I’m sure?”

“I don’t want you to feel like you have to. After all, I did kind of force you to come here.”

“To protect me.” She kept stroking. “And, no, I’m not doing this because I feel like I owe you. I am fully cognizant of what I’m doing. I’m also a woman who has needs.” Said as she slid under the covers and tugged at his briefs to expose him.

He uttered a groan as her lips touched his fat head. She didn’t take him into her mouth though, not yet. She licked the length of his shaft, teasing the taut flesh, enjoying how he trembled at her touch.

Some might be shocked she was being so bold with someone she barely knew.

Fuck them. She wasn’t lying when she claimed to have needs.

Zora wasn’t one to attach all kinds of emotional bullshit to sex.

Sometimes she just wanted to feel good. To have that toe-curling release only a man could give her that felt ten times better than playing with herself alone.

She was also the kind of woman who loved to give pleasure. Sucking his cock, having it pulse, hearing him groan, his hips twitching, made her wet. She shifted herself to be between his thighs, one hand gripping the base of his cock while her mouth opened wide to take him.

“Oh fuck,” he groaned.

His hands fisted the sheets as she worked him, his muscles taut as he let her suck and tease.

She had a tiny ripple of pleasure when he growled, “Bring me your pussy.”

Sixty-nine? Hell yeah.

She swiveled her body so she crouched over him, uttering a gasp when he tore her panties to expose her.

His hands gripped her by the hips and pulled her down to his mouth. She almost bit him with the first electrifying touch of his tongue.

She bobbed her head on his cock, moaning and sucking as he licked and teased, his tongue flicking with just the right speed and pressure against her clit. The man knew how to eat a pussy. She could feel herself tightening. Her channel ready to explode.

He complained when she shifted her pussy away from his lips. “Bring that back. I wasn’t done.”

“Neither was I,” she quipped as she repositioned herself to be astride him.

His eyes widened and then closed as he arched, his reaction to her slamming herself down on his cock.

“Fuck me, Beauty. You’re going to make me come,” his husky whisper.

“Good.” Because she was close. So fucking close.

She dug her fingers into his chest as she rolled her hips, driving him deep, grinding herself against him, her pussy clenching tight.

She rode him, bouncing up and down then doing a back-and-forth rub.

His hands cupped her ass, helping her to keep the rhythm going as she reached the brink of pleasure.

When his hips rammed upwards, deep, touching her sweet spot, she came.

Came hard.

Her pussy rippled around his hard shaft, which pulsed in reply as he released.

An epic orgasm that had her collapsing on his chest, her ear pressed to it hearing his pounding heart.

The best and quickest climax of her life.

To her surprise, he didn’t shove her off but rather wrapped his arms and cuddled. Not what she’d have expected. Most hookups tended to want to leave right after coming. Her included.

But she remained splayed across him, not in any hurry. It didn’t mean anything though. What just happened? Sex. Only sex. Because what else could it be?

“Hungry?” he murmured against the top of her head.

“Very.” She wiggled against him.

“I was talking about food,” he said with a chuckle.

“Poor baby. Guess I need to give you time to recover.”

“Sassy wench.” He rolled them suddenly, putting her underneath him. “Is that your less-than-subtle hint you need more?”

“Yes.” A surprise since it had been an excellent orgasm, and yet being close to him did something to her senses. She found herself already tingling with need.

To her surprise, he was ready too. The tip of his cock poked. Someone was hard again.

And he didn’t waste the erection. This time he fucked her, his steady thrusting pace quickly drawing a second climax from her.

An orgasm so intense she thought she’d die of pleasure.

But even more disturbing? The connection forged in that moment.

A closeness she’d never experienced to any other lover.

She didn’t know what it meant or how to handle it, other than with her usual brash brusqueness. Rather than bask in the afterglow and cuddle this time, she shoved at him and quipped, “Thanks for the morning nookie, but now it’s time I got some actual food.”

“As my beauty wishes. Better keep up your strength for later.”

“What’s happening later?” she asked as she rolled from his bed.

“You’re going to sit on my face again, but this time, you’ll stay there until you come on my tongue.”

Her knees went weak, and her pussy quivered. Damn him for having such an effect. But two could play that game.

She tossed him a coy look over her bare shoulder as she purred, “So long as I get a turn licking your tootsie until it pops.”

“Fuck waiting for later.” He sprang from the bed, his cock semi-erect.

Needless to say, they didn’t make it to breakfast. However, Tower kindly left them a tray of food for when they’d stopped panting and pawing.

“What’s on the agenda today?” she asked, almost groaning at the flaky croissant she bit into.

“Training for a few hours, and then the boss wants us to convene to discuss the relic situation.”

“And what am I supposed to do during that time?”

“Come get sweaty with me,” he said with a wink.

“Not interested in that kind of sweat,” Zora replied with a grimace. “I might check out the library again.”

They made plans to meet up for lunch, which she almost missed because Tower had a surprise for Zora.

When she exited the room, she found herself bubbled, but not screaming this time. Tower zoomed her across a few floors, still a dizzying experience, and deposited her on a level she’d not yet visited. One that dropped her jaw.

“Is this for me?” she whispered, staring about in awe at the smithy. She saw a forge against a wall, a massive hearth meant for melting metal. A table for working the softened ore. All the tools a metalworking gal could need. Raw materials begging for her touch.

Nothing modern, and yet, she didn’t mind, especially since a book with illustrations on pre-industrial metalworking techniques awaited on a pedestal.

A smile curved her lips as she uttered a very heartfelt, “Thank you,”

Tower had obviously accepted her presence and set out to make her comfortable. Capricorn seemed determined to make her the most sexually satisfied woman ever. Everyone she met proved friendly and likeable—which was a big deal for someone like Zora, who didn’t make friends easily.

The next week proved to be the best of her life full of good food, great conversation, some epic metalworking, and ridiculously awesome sex.

This was the life. Reality didn’t come crashing until after her morning wakeup nookie with Capricorn got interrupted by a chime then Aries’ voice saying, “Everyone to the cafeteria for an emergency meeting over breakfast.”