as he starts to take me faster and harder, coaxin’ prayers from my lips and words of worship for his body as it moves all around me.

“I’m claiming you, Medley Bell,” he says against my lips just before he licks a line down the curve of my neck. “Do you feel it?”

My stomach flips at his words at the same time that he hooks an arm under my knee. He tilts my pelvis at a new angle, and I lean back, one arm braced behind me as I help move my body up and down over his shaft.

“I asked you a question,” he says, nippin’ me on the breast hard enough that I cry out.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I call out breathlessly, both in a mantra of encouragement to never stop and in answer to his possessive question.

I hear the sound of a door closin’, but I’m too wrapped up in the orgasm that’s buildin’ in my core to care. “Right there, Flint. Yes,” I pant, tossin’ my head back, lettin’ the long locks tickle the sheets on the bed. “Now fuck me harder, Countertop,” I tease, and he growls and turns my smile into a cry of appreciation.

“You gonna come for me, Peaches? Come all over my cock, and then my face, and my fingers later?” I moan at his filthy words. “I’m gonna wring you out so good, there’ll be nothing left to make a cobbler with,” he growls in my ear and then sucks on my neck.

I laugh, knowin’ I’ll never look at that dessert the same, but I’ll be damned if I’m not here for it, mind, body, and soul.

“Cobbler that peach,” I encourage, snortin’ out a giggle that Flint’s cock once again turns into a moan.

“Oh Lord, I’m gonna come, Flint,” I announce, and his hand digs into my scalp as he yanks me up against him, kissin’ me deeply as my orgasm builds to its crescendo.

“There’s my beautiful girl. Come for me. Let me feel that pussy pulse around me while I watch you come. Come for me, come on, come on,” he demands, and I happily give in.

My orgasm cuts through me like a hot knife of pleasure, splittin’ me open. I curl against his chest and bite his shoulder as my moans muffle into his hard skin. He grabs my breast hard as he times his hard thrusts with the ripples of my ecstasy.

I mewl as he works me harder, and before I even know I can, he sends me right off another cliff before I’ve even finished fallin’ off the first one. Flint drops me into pure tinglin’ pleasure, playin’ my body like it’s his favorite instrument. I cry out incoherently, pepperin’ the room with yesses and moans. My pussy contracts around his cock, and Flint groans deeply, his arms bandin’ around me like he’s never gonna let me go.

One more hard thrust, and I feel his hips jerk up, and then he spills himself inside of me while he whispers in my ear. “You’re ours, Medley. You’re fucking ours, and we’re yours. That’s what it means to be our mate.”

My forehead presses against his shoulder, and I answer in a resoundin’ and very satisfied, “Mmm.”

I like the sound of that.

26

The two of us are breathin’ heavily, floatin’ in pure pleasure. Flint looks at me, his eyes no longer carryin’ any hint of the anger or fear I saw in them before. It does incredible things to my soul to know that I pulled him away from those overwhelmin’ and angry emotions.

I feel powerful and revered with him between my thighs, and he must see that in my gaze because he chuckles and then kisses me deeply. This kiss is slower, languid, like he’s savorin’ me. I happily join along for the ride, my interest peaked that he seems to be revvin’ up so that we can go again instead of slowin’ down like I’d expect after the life shatterin’ sex that just happened.

Flint lifts me off his lap to pull out of me, and then his hand snakes down my abdomen and he parts my lips, pushin’ two fingers inside of me. My breath catches in surprise, and my stomach flips at the intimate intrusion. It’s not nearly as satisfyin’ as his cock just was, but when he swirls the digits and then hooks them up, findin’ my G-spot like he had a map to its exact location, my pussy has no choice but to perk back up and pay excited, rapt attention.

“I love the feel of our cum mixing,” Flint murmurs. I scrunch up my face, and he laughs at my expression before pressin’ the palm of his hand to my clit.

I whimper.

“See, you love the feel of it too,” he teases.

I flop back on the bed, fallin’ into the feel of him playin’ with me. But when my upside down gaze lands on a heated butterscotch stare at the foot of the bed, I freeze. “Uhhh, hey,” I squeak out in surprise. Flint doesn’t whip his head around or stop what he’s doin’. Nope, he just keeps curlin’ those fingers inside of me, makin’ me jolt. I have a feelin’ he knew Alder was there all along.

A slow, wicked smile spreads across Alder’s face as he watches me. My surprised squeak turns into a pant-groan as Flint does somethin’ magical with his fingers, and a needy whine sneaks out of my lips.

Alder starts to unbutton his pants, and my eyes widen as I realize what’s about to happen. I guess Flint wasn’t kiddin’ when he said they’re mine. Mine, as in, both of them. Mine, as in, at the same damn time.

A flurry of nervous and excited butterflies take flight in my stomach and flutter out through my limbs in a shiver.

“So much for waiting for me,” Alder chastises Flint, but there’s no real venom in it.

“You would’ve done the same,” Flint counters, his fingers still workin’ inside of me, makin’ lewd noises as he

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