Sign me up.
He teased me a bit and then dropped on his knees, burying his face between my legs like he was dying for me. I gripped the door and placed my hand on the inside wall of the fridge for balance as I orgasmed. It was toe-curling, and my heart felt like it might beat out of my chest, it was going so wild.
And then he stood and thrust in me. He didn’t even warn me, or check, which I sort of loved, when it was him. I was his, and we were together, always open to each other. It wasn’t demeaning or dismissive. We’d said that was what we wanted this weekend.
Which made it super hot that he jumped me and screwed me silly.
“That’s it, agra,” he growled. “Scream my name. Scream you’re mine. Scream my dick makes you feel this good.”
Done, done, and done. And then I was done. I climaxed again, and he followed me over, letting me know he’d woken up wanting.
As if I hadn’t already guessed.
“Well, that’s one way to thank me for getting up to make breakfast,” I teased when we were done. “Do I get another round if I admit I was going to make you coffee?”
“You want me to fuck you again, agra?” He chuckled when I shivered. “I want to ask why you’re okay with me being so aggressive, but…”
I bit back a flinch. He’d seen it before with Hudson. “That was different. It’s not… I don’t need that play. I like doing it for you. It gets me hot to give you what you want and to see how desperate you get. You’d do the same for me. You fuck me all over the house today and next time, I’ll ride you in every room and not let you touch me. Who knows? It’s just fun.”
“It is.” He kissed my neck again. “Thank you for giving me what I need.”
It was still a bit awkward, so I tried for amusing. “So where did we land on that second round?”
We landed with me flat on my back on the kitchen table, naked and screaming his name. Well, that worked out well for me.
And him, from the way he was smiling when he made coffee.
“So the way to turn a prickly pear into a smiling guy is lots of hot sex?”
He snorted. “I think that’s true for any man if he got even a fraction of the hot sex we have.”
Damn. Just dayumn.
“Uh-huh. What do you want?” I teased, my eyes going wide when he flinched. I had kept my telepathy off, and I didn’t think he’d ever butter me up.
He seemed to understand where my mind went because he set down the bag of coffee and came over to me. “I meant what I said. This is separate. There is something I want, so it seemed—sorry.” He brushed his lips over mine, but accepted when I didn’t want to do more.
“What do you want?” I asked, my tone softer this time.
“I want you to invite Lucca over,” he admitted, smirking when I couldn’t hide my shock. He moved his hands along my arms and under his shirt to cup my breasts. He teased them and my nipples. “I want to see him fuck you, Tamsin. I want to see your mate, the bear who completely eats out of the palm of your hand and you’ve tamed, fuck my gorgeous girlfriend.”
I worried my lower lip even as I pushed my breasts into his hands more. “But this was our weekend. I thought we could use the time?”
He nodded. “We had last night and maybe he can’t get away. We’ll have it again.” He gave me a soft kiss as he pinched my nipples. “I want to see it, but I—this is a delicate balance, agra. You’re my girlfriend, and I love you, but you’re his mate. Vampires don’t have mates like shifters and dragons do. We don’t have huge flags, but subtle signs like witches and warlocks.”
“I won’t dump you for him,” I promised. “I’m, um, yeah, that anyways.”
“A comitessa,” he said for me. “I know. I just want to make sure I share you and welcome your mate so we stay on good terms and he welcomes me always.” One of his hands moved lower and fingered me. “Plus, I want to see him fuck my girlfriend’s tight pussy. I’m shocked that it does it for me, but I like watching you with the men you care for and who treat you well.”
“Weirdo,” I panted as I spread my legs for him. “Because I’d fucking gut you if you even touched another woman. I’d lose—”
He snorted. “You are the only one who puts up with me and needs glasses, Tamsin. I don’t want another woman, and I’m not the one with a line and—”
“I am not the only one with self-esteem issues in this relationship,” I snapped, toning it back when he flinched. “Sorry, but you’re a bit dismissive of me when I’ve brought this up in the past.” I shook my head when he went to argue. “I hear thoughts, Darby. You are incredibly popular. You’re just unapproachable, and no one likes to get shot down.”
He studied my eyes a moment and licked his lips. “I hear you, and I’m sorry I’ve been dismissive. It’s just hard to believe when I’ve been torn down so much, especially at that school. I’ve not seen any evidence of what you’re saying. None.”
“Oh? And you paid such attention before me? Sitting in the corner alone, reading a book, while basically holding up a sign that said ‘fuck off?’”
His lips twitched. “That’s not unfair.” He
