Page 55 of Stripe Theory (The Matchmaker’s Book Club #8)
FIFTY-FOUR
T he only thing Alora cared about was getting naked and getting him inside her, and since he was already without clothes, why not join him? Apparently, he had the same thought as his hands flew under her shirt, ripping it from her body. He palmed her breasts, squeezing and massaging them.
“Rehan,” she moaned, and she wrapped her palm around his cock and began stroking him up and down, loving how thick and hard he was.
His hands roamed farther south, down to her pants. His fingers dipped into her wetness, sending her hormones into high gear.
“I need to be in you,” he growled.
“Uh-huh. I need you in me,” she said, nipping at his lips.
He carried her into the bedroom. “Bend over, love,” he demanded, yanking her leggings from her body.
Rehan spun her around to face the bed. She bent over as he had asked and spread her legs.
Running his hand over her soaked pussy, he slipped two fingers into her heat and pumped them in and out at a rapid pace.
“Oh, God!” Alora groaned. If he kept it up, she was going to come all over his damn fingers.
Just when she thought he was going to push her over the edge, he pulled his fingers out of her channel and slammed his cock balls deep in one swift roll of his hips.
“Yes!” she moaned, loving the sweet stretch of her inner walls around his cock.
“You feel so good,” he groaned, slowly circling his hips, driving as deep as he could into her.
Rehan latched onto her hair and pulled her chest off the bed, her back pressing against his chest. He kissed and licked her shoulder, her neck.
He slipped his hand between the juncture of her thighs and quickly found her clit. He began a slow, methodical pace. He circled her clit with his thumb, applying just the right amount of pressure she needed to chase her first climax.
Just as she thought she was going to fly off the pleasure cliff and into an abyss, he slowed his pace and kept her hanging right on the damn edge. It was completely maddening and felt so fucking amazing. Alora thought she was going to lose her mind.
“Please, Rehan.”
“Soon, love. I promise I’ll make it worth it,” he said in between nibbles on her ear.
“You damn well better.” Alora pushed her hips back against him, meeting each of his thrusts with one of her own.
“I love feeling wrapped around my cock, squeezing me, clamping down on me. You feel amazing. Do you like me inside you?” he asked.
“I love it. You feel so good.”
“Am I the only man who’s ever made you feel this way?”
“Yes. Only you.”
“I want you to remember that. That no one can make you feel as good as I can. No one can give you what you need like I can,” he growled, his teeth scraping over her neck.
“Yes, yes, yes!” she shouted just as she was ready to launch off the edge that she had been clinging to.
Rehan pressed harder on her clit. He pulled his hips back and began pistoning in and out of her with all his strength. It took all of Alora’s power to remain on her feet.
Her pussy clamped down around his cock one last time as she finally flew over the edge. Her legs trembled, she gasped for air, and goose bumps broke out across her skin as her climax rushed through her body.
Rehan twisted her head to the side, and before she knew what had happened, she felt his fangs pierce the side of her neck. She would later swear her freaking soul left her body and headed home to Heaven on its own before slowly and blissfully returning back to her body.
She had no idea why his bite felt so good. Why it rocked her to her core. But it did. The bite alone sent her spiraling ever farther into the never-ending abyss of raw pleasure. They were officially mated.