Page 49 of Heartless

And she was coming all over my cock.

I knew, if she could see my face, she would not recognize the possessive creature watching her fly apart. Memorizing every detail. Licking the taste of her from my lips, eager for more.

Gods, she was magnificent.

Greedy. So fucking greedy, my lady. For more.

For me. Her mate. She was mine now. All I had to do was survive the mission and claim her.

Mine.

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Willow

I couldn’t breathe. Heart about to explode out of my chest. My entire body shaking, trembling. That orgasm, Oberon’s tongue in my core, his finger in my ass. I didn’t believe in hell, but in that moment, I knew if I was going there, I didn’t fucking care.

“Oberon.”

Thank god, he took the hint. He kissed his way up my body as I struggled, pulling one elbow free from the surprisingly tight shirt. I yanked it off my other arm and tossed it across the room. Arms over my head? Blindfolded by my own shirt?

Hot. So damn hot.

Now I wanted totouch.I wanted to feel everything I’dmissed. Warmth. Touch. Comfort. Pleasure.

Oberon.

I wanted to feelhim.This wasn’t collar induced lust. The only thing I could feel was my body, not his. My emotions. The blood pulsing through my veins. Only mine.

Which made this urgent need to have his cock inside me completely crazy. Everything going on in my mind was jumbled, confused, and focused on one simple truth…. I would spontaneously combust if I didn’t get his cock inside me as quickly as possible. I wantedhim. Inside me. Part of me.

Everywhere.

Who was I kidding? I’d wanted him since the moment I walked into that room, seen him sitting in the chair. Naked. Stoic. Beautiful.

He sucked my nipple into his mouth, laved it with his tongue. Groaned when I buried my fingers in his hair and pulled. Hard. Aftershocks, little mini orgasms, flitted through my pussy like butterfly wings. So sensitive. Needy.

I needed him inside me, filling me up, stretching me open. I wanted his body covering mine, consuming me, making me part of him.

“Oberon.”

“My lady.”

The way he said the words this time? Possessive. Reverent. I’d never be able to hear them without thinking of him. Ofthis.

I dug my heels into the edge of the bed, lifted my hips so I could rub my clit against his abdomen. Make himhurry.

He moved his attention to my other nipple, clearly not in a rush.

I tried to sit up…

He wiggled the finger he’d kept inside my ass.

My pussy clenched, on the edge of another release. I moaned, the pull on his hair changing to an exploration. Seduction. I was panting. “Please. I need you inside me.”

His groan encouraged me.

“Please. Fuck me. Fill me up.” I lifted my hips once more, this time prepared for the movement of his finger, eager to feel it again. “Do that when you’re inside me.”