Tall, Silent & Lethal (Pyte/Sentinel #4)(83)

Ah, live and learn, he thought with a sigh as he placed the visibly angry woman on the bed. When she opened her mouth, no doubt to tell him to go f**k himself, he decided that it would probably be for the best for everyone concerned, meaning his aching cock, to distract her for a minute.

“You son of-oh, God! Not again!” she ended with a strangled cry as he buried his face between her legs.

He hadn’t been lying when he’d said that he could happily lick her all day. Just the thought of doing this for the rest of his life had his balls drawing up tight and his c**k aching for release, and he would be doing this for the rest of his life, he’d decided about twenty minutes ago when he got his first taste of her. She was his. It was as simple as that. Since Ephraim’s announcement that she was his mate worked in his favor, he’d decided to just go with it. He didn’t care about the “whys” or “hows,” he just cared that she was his, forever.

He was forced to run his tongue over his fangs when they tried to slide down, eager for a taste of the blood swelling the feminine flesh beneath his mouth. When time hadn’t been a factor and he hadn’t had to worry about Marta’s safety, he used to pleasure a woman just like this, methodically hitting each pleasure point and pushing a woman past her endurance to make the blood rush between her legs. Once she was properly distracted, he would slip a finger inside her and keep her distracted, f**king her with his fingers while he slid his fangs in her thigh and took his fill. He’d never enjoyed the act before. The women he’d pleasured had been nothing but a meal to him and a way to escape his life for a short time, but this…..

God, he could do this all f**king day, he thought as he outlined her core with the tip of his tongue and flicked it over her swollen clit. He shifted over her, working his tongue on her cl*t while he reached between her legs with his hand as he settled on his stomach. He closed his lips around her swollen nub as he traced her opening with his finger, loving the way that she squirmed and moaned.

Her fingers threaded through his hair in that way that drove him out of his f**king mind. He’d noticed that she did it when she was turned on and she liked what he was doing. He wasn’t even sure that she was aware that she was doing it, but he loved it. He loved the way it felt to have fingers running through his hair, the gentle way she did it as though she was rewarding him with a soothing touch for pleasing her.

“Christofer,” she moaned his name as her legs fell open, her fingers running through his hair as she slowly arched her hips, riding his finger in a slow sensual pace that was making it more difficult with each passing second to hold back, but he wanted to hear her scream his name one more time before he was too distracted to savor it.

He gave the sweet little nub between his lips one last suckle and a kiss before he moved up her body, dying to take one of the large pink ni**les between his lips as he took her with his finger. Cloe continued to run her fingers through his hair as he kissed and licked his way to one large breast. He savored the warm firm globe, nuzzling it with his face as he kissed every inch of skin that he could reach until finally his mouth found the prize.

She gasped with pleasure as he ran his tongue over her nipple. Her fingers ran through his hair even as she rode his finger almost desperately. He pulled his finger free of her honeyed core and added a second finger and slid them back inside the smooth channel as he pressed his thumb just above her clit.

“Christofer,” she said his name like a plea as he suckled her nipple into a hard point and moved to the other one all while his thumb slowly moved around her clit, teasing the little nub as his fingers slid inside her.

“Now,” Cloe demanded on a gasp, her h*ps riding his fingers in a way that made his c**k jealous.

“Now,” he agreed, pressing one last kiss against her nipple, he pulled his hand away from her and placed it on the bed near her head as he settled between her legs.

Her fingers paused in their soothing motions to cup his face and pull his mouth down to hers. She brushed her lips against his as he settled more firmly between her legs. When his erection came to rest against her wet slit they both moaned.

“You feel so f**king good,” he said hoarsely, forced to close his eyes and hold his breath, terrified that this was going to be over before it began.

But, Cloe was having none of that.

She nibbled at his lips, licking the slight sting away before she teased his lips open and invaded. He groaned long and loud as her tongue slid over his, teasing an involuntary thrust of his hips, but that was enough to keep his h*ps rocking between hers. With every thrust of his hips, his c**k slid further and further between her swollen, wet lips until the underside of his c**k was gliding over her core and swollen little clit, earning the sexiest little moans from Cloe. The scent of her arousal intensified, making it more difficult with each thrust of his h*ps to resist finally giving in and allow his c**k to slide inside her, but he wanted to savor this for as long as possible.

He’d waited so long for this moment, for this woman and he didn’t want to ruin it by rushing in too quickly, especially since he didn’t think he’d last that long, not if being inside Cloe felt as good as he’d imagined. It had been so long since he’d touched a woman, since he allowed himself to believe that he could be with a woman like a normal man. She felt too damn good to care about anything, especially with the way that she was suckling on his tongue as he moved it against hers.