“You’re going to burn me alive,” I admitted with a groan as I worked down her neck, leaving a trail of sucking bites behind. I’d never been this hungry for a woman in my life. I felt as if I would spontaneously combust if I didn’t get inside her soon. Which meant we were wearing entirely too many clothes.
“Simon.”
God, the way she moaned my name lit me up inside.
I had her shirt up and over her head before she realized my intention. Then I took her mouth again. Hunger for her was a savage need that brought my beast growling to the surface. If she looked now, I had no doubt my eyes would have the glow of the animal inside me. Her bra was off and tossed aside, and I finally had her lush breasts in my palms. I slid my thumbs across her nipples, rubbing them into tight points my mouth salivated to taste.
Cecilia was moaning and tugging at my shirt with one hand while the other threatened to make me bald with the way she was pulling on my hair. I backed away and ripped my shirt over my head then went to my knees in front of her. Immediately, I leaned in and took one dark-rose bud into my mouth and sucked eagerly.
“Oh, God,” Cecilia cried, burying her fingers in my hair again. “I knew you’d be amazing. Yes. I’m so close.”
I could scent how close she was. I slid one hand down her taut belly and jerked her jeans open before dipping my hand inside the waistband of her panties. Hot, damp, and needy. I popped off her nipple, shoved her pants and panties down to midthigh and buried my face between her thighs. I nuzzled her folds, slipping my tongue through her juices before tapping it against her swollen clit.
“Yeah, you like that, don’t you?”
She whimpered, lifting her hips toward my face while trying to work her legs free. Knowing it would give me better access to the sweet pussy I planned to devour, I helped her. In minutes, I had her stripped to the skin with both legs over my shoulders and my tongue buried inside her. Her back pressed against the door while she rode my mouth with pure abandon. Glancing up her body and seeing the look of absolute pleasure on her face, I almost came in my pants.
“Simon!” she screamed as her orgasm ripped through her. I pumped my tongue, feeling each ripple of her sex as I drank her release. I kept her at the pinnacle for long seconds until she whimpered and tilted her hips away from my mouth. I turned my face into her thigh, placing a sharp nip there that had her jerking.
“Don’t bite me again, Simon. It’s not nice.”
I snorted at the proper tone in her voice. My face was literally shiny with her pussy juice, and she was talking about being nice. I placed a soft kiss on her sex.
“Are you sure you want me to be nice?”
I scraped the same spot with my teeth and felt her shiver.
“I thought you wanted to fuck?” I murmured, licking up her folds and swirling around her clit. “Or did you want something nice?”
Her fingers tightened in my hair, and she jerked until I glanced up at her.
“Shut up and fuck me, Simon. Now.”
I grinned. I could remind her how little she liked me giving orders but decided against it. She was hot, wet and ready, and I was seconds from coming in my jeans. I kept her balanced on my shoulders while I shoved my jeans down my thighs. Then I surged to my feet catching her yelp of surprise with my lips as I let her drop from my shoulders, so I could catch the backs of her knees in my elbows, spreading her wide.
“Reach down and grip my dick,” I ordered and noticed she had no problem with me giving orders this time. Fuck! I shouldn’t be taking my mate for the first time against a fucking door. We should be on a bed with rose petals and silk sheets with the room aglow with candlelight. We should be able to see each other and explore. But I couldn’t wait.
Her fingers found my cock, and her eyes widened as she gulped. “I don’t think you’re going to fit.”
So maybe, it was a good thing she couldn’t actually see how big I was. Most shifters were well-endowed, and I wasn’t being cocky by admitting I was considered well-hung even for a shifter. My mate would have no complaints. I noted her fingers were on me but not doing anything.
“I’ll fit just fine, baby,” I assured her. I let her drop a little lower, making her shriek again as if she were afraid I was going to drop her. No chance of that. Ever.
My cock nudged her folds, and she tightened her hold, rubbing the glans through her slit. Fuck! She was gasping and moaning, riding me without letting me inside.
“Cecilia, put me inside,” I growled at her. She had me insane with lust.
She was moaning and flexing. My girl wasn’t real verbal during sex. No dirty talk from her, but she seemed to enjoy it from me.
“I want you to guide me into you, baby, so I can fuck you hard and fast. I’m going to fill this tight pussy and drench you with my cum. I’m going to make you come so hard you’ll be begging to ride my dick twenty-four seven,” I promised.
“Yes! Yes! Oh, please, yes!”
She finally lodged me at her opening, and I pressed until the tip slipped inside. We both groaned then. She was tight. So fucking snug I momentarily worried she might be correct in thinking I wouldn’t fit, but I knew better. She was my mate. She’d been made for me. Her body was meant to accept me. I thrust more firmly and managed to slide
