Without Regret (Pyte/Sentinel #2)(93)

When he pulled away from her she tried to grab him back and didn’t care that she was pouting. He chuckled softly as he pressed a kiss to the tip of her nose, lips, and chin before creating a trail of kisses down her neck.

From there he licked a path between her br**sts, making her ni**les harden in anticipation of his very talented tongue, but he ignored them as he licked his way down her stomach, stopping only to press a kiss at her black Sentinel mark. She gasped as a shot of pleasure shot through her body and caused her core to throb and her ni**les to tingle in response.

She wondered if his body reacted the same way when she touched his mark and made a mental note to test that theory out later, much later. Right now she was too busy trying not to scream as Chris slid his tongue between her wet folds.

Unable to help herself, she sat up, resting back on her elbows as she watched him lick her out. It felt so good, so much better than she ever imagined. She never understood why some women loved this, but now she understood and she couldn’t get enough of him.

When he gently pushed her legs further apart, she was more than willing to help him. She watched as he slowly devoured her and felt herself become wetter and her breaths quicken. Soon it became too much to watch him so she closed her eyes and allowed her head to drop back and she focused on that wonderful tongue that had her squirming on the bed.

He teased her, lapped her, suckled her and f**ked her with his tongue as she did her best not to roll her h*ps against him. The man had a truly talented tongue and as much as she’d love to experience it all day she couldn’t. She needed more, needed him.

“Get on your back,” she said on a moan as he suckled her cl*t between his lips.

“No,” he groaned as he released her cl*t to flick it with his tongue.

After allowing him one more lick, she quickly moved into a sitting situation. When he looked up, looking a little dazed as he hungrily licked his lips and moved towards her again she did the only thing she could think of.

She moved to the side and shoved him onto his back, taking him by surprise and surprising the hell out of herself. If she wasn’t so desperate for him she’d probably be doing a little happy dance right now.

“What are you doing, Munchkin?” Chris asked, his voice hoarse as he reached for her, but before he could pull her on top of him she was moving her leg over his head and facing his feet. Her knees touched his wide shoulders as she leaned forward.

With a groan of approval, Chris wrapped his arms around her back as his mouth once again found her core. He licked her hungrily as she did her best to focus.

When she spotted his black Sentinel mark she couldn’t help herself.

She licked it.

“Fuck yes,” Chris groaned against her.

So of course she did it again and again until she was gently suckling it and he was groaning incoherently as he licked her out roughly. The two days worth of stubble teased her sensitive folds as his tongue slid inside of her.

She gave his mark one last lick before turning her attention over to the large heavy erection that had been begging for her attention. She traced her tongue towards it, licking up the few drops of excitement that had fallen on his stomach. When she came to the large head, she traced the slit, earning another one of the groans of approval that she was quickly learning to love.

Closing her eyes in ecstasy as she ground herself against his mouth, she took the head into her mouth and suckled. Chris’ reaction was immediate, his arms tightened around her and he thrust further into her mouth. She didn’t know what felt better, ridding his tongue or the feel of him sliding in and out of her mouth.

She gripped the base of his erection, loving the way it felt as it slid through her hand into her mouth. She sucked hard as she lazily ran her hand up and down his length as it somehow became larger and rode his tongue as it slid in and out of her. Her hand fisted in the comforter as she felt her stomach tighten almost to the point of pain and just when she didn’t think she could take it anymore she exploded.

With a long groan, Chris thrust one more time in her mouth and came. She continued to slowly move her mouth over him, loving the way he tasted until he pulled out and moved his mouth away from her.

“What the f**k did we just do?” he asked, sounding out of breath.

She smiled as she pressed a kiss to his Sentinel mark, making his still hard erection jump. “If you’re not sure then we should probably do it again.”

For a moment he didn’t say anything and she expected a playful swat on her ass for her smartass remark.

What she didn’t expect was to find herself suddenly tossed onto her back and Chris climbing between his legs, panting hard.

“I’m not sure,” he said with a rueful grin as his mouth came down on hers.

Chapter 32

His hand shot out before his eyes opened and reached beneath the pillow to his right only to come up empty.

What the hell? he thought as he came fully awake and opened his eyes to find himself in a dimly lit hotel room.

Shit.

For the first time in years he’d forgotten to hide a weapon next to him as he slept. He was making too many f**king mistakes lately, he thought as his eyes locked on the large bump that was moving slightly beneath the comforter to his right where his little mate should be resting after their day of sex, he thought with a grin.

He should be mad at himself for giving into his weakness for her and probably would be later, but right now all he could think about was sliding back into her hot wet sheath and kissing her again.