Stolen and Forgiven (Branded Packs #1)(22)

She existed with Holden in a place where they had the power. She flashed back to a time when she’d cried in agony, but she wasn’t going to think about that now. It would always be there, and if she let it, it would take over her life, and she would never be able to breathe again.

She pushed those thoughts out of her mind and focused on the man who held her in his arms. He was kissing her like he wanted to f*ck her hard right then and there. His hand rested on her ass, and she rocked into him, wanting his touch everywhere. He moved his lips down her jaw and licked her neck, forcing a groan out of her.

“You taste so f*cking sweet, like peaches.” He bit down gently on her shoulder and she shivered, her * aching.

“It’s the lotion I found in the basket someone gave me,” she said, painting. “Peaches and cream.”

Holden growled softly, molding her ass in his hands. “I can’t wait to taste your cream.”

Ariel wanted to laugh at the line, but she couldn’t. Not when Holden moved his hips just enough that the long ridge of his cock pressed against her clit. Dear Lord, she could come just from that alone.

Just when she thought she could come, Holden lifted her by the hips and set her off his lap so they were sitting in front of one another, him on his knees with her on her bottom.

“Hey!”

He grinned and kissed her soundly. “I need to taste these breasts of yours, siren.” He cupped her with both hands, her breasts overfilling his palms. “I dreamed about these nipples.”

She raised a brow. “Seriously? Already?”

“Hey, don’t underestimate the power of your nipples.” With that, he pulled her shirt over her head and undid her bra. She blinked as he threw her clothes off the side of the bed and cupped her breasts once again, his heated skin on her cool flesh.

“Jesus.”

He licked his lips and rolled the tight buds between his fingers. “Perfect. Fucking perfect. So tight and sensitive,” he growled. “All pink and perky. I bet if I suck on them they’ll go red. What do you think?”

She rolled her eyes even as she moaned. “You have a fascination with my nipples.”

“I also have a fascination with your ass, if you must know. For a small girl, you sure know how to fill out your jeans. It makes the wolf and the man in me want to bend you over and mount you.”

“You know, that should be a turn-off, but for some reason, I just got a little wetter,” she teased, and he let out a groan. She took that as a hint and reached over, pulling at the bottom of his shirt.

He let go of her and helped her strip off his shirt. Ariel about swallowed her tongue. Long lines of lean muscle and hard ridges. Holden was sex on a stick and Alpha in every sense of the word.

She reached forward to touch him and suddenly found herself on her back, Holden between her legs, his mouth on hers. He devoured her, kissing her like he couldn’t hold himself back while his hands roamed her sides. She wrapped her legs around his waist and kissed him back, wanting more than she ever thought possible.

He reached between the two of them and undid her jeans. She let her hands move from his back, helped him strip off her jeans and then helped her do the same for him. Soon they were both naked, pressed tightly against one another and kissing like this was the last moment on earth. His thick cock rested on her mound, sliding over her clit with each movement. She could feel herself get wetter as he continued to kiss her, taking his sweet time with her mouth and not moving downward.

When she pulled away, needing air, he finally kissed down her neck. He licked and sucked, worshiping her body in a way no one had ever done before. He looked up from her collarbone then knelt between her legs, taking her arms in his. His gaze remained on hers as he kissed down her arm to her almost fully-healed brand. When his lips brushed over the raised flesh, she knew she could love this man. Even in the heat of the moment, he cared for her and ached for the pain he thought he’d caused.

This wasn’t time for pain, however. Instead of letting him mourn his duties as Alpha, she reached out and gripped his cock.

“Mine,” she growled, and Holden sucked in a breath.

“If you want,” he grunted then lowered his body, pulling from her grip. “But first, I need to taste you like I said I would.” He cupped her breasts, pressing them together before laving her nipples. She bowed off the bed, her * contracting at the sensation of him tugging and biting at her nipples before soothing the burn with his tongue.

“Holden,” she moaned, arching her back, pressing her breasts in his face.

He growled then lowered himself even further, licking down her stomach. He dipped his tongue in her belly button before going lower. He blew a cool breath on her core, and she shuddered.

“So pretty and pink,” he said gruffly. His fingers traced her lower lips, spreading her. “Look how wet you are for me, my mate. So wet and mine.” He lowered his head and latched onto her clit, flicking the tight nub with his tongue.

With that, she shattered, her eyes closing and her body bowing. She came hard, but he didn’t stop licking her and biting down on her clit. When he teased her entrance with his thick finger she whimpered.

“You’re so tight, siren. Are you going to fit my cock in this wet cunt?”

She licked her lips and opened her eyes. “I don’t care if you’re big and I’m tight. I want you inside me. Now.”