Jase slams so hard into me, the headboard cracks against the wall.
“Yeah,” he breathes, his knot snapping out, making me cry out as it impersonates a carnival ride, seeking to make me scream with glee while also making me a little dizzy.
It’s not long before the heat gets turned up higher and I feel him spilling into me. The sounds from his lips, the heat from his body, the way I feel both physically and mentally?Bliss.
When his knot slows to nearly stopping, I say, “Well, this is a spectacular way to wake up.”
He groans out as he finishes and his knot finally halts and recedes.
He looks at me and grimaces.
“Shit. I was gonna deny you orgasms for a couple hours first. Get you to suck me off and make me come a few more times before you got yours. Guess that’s not gonna happen this time.”
“Haha, nope!” I laugh while sliding into the afterglow.
He bites my neck and holds me still with both his mouth and by putting more weight on me before he lets out a low growl, which has me quivering. His hands rove up and down my body, with meaning.
I love the way he’s touching me. The surety. The sensation.
He gently caresses my face while he stares into my eyes. “Just because I’m madly, deeply in love with you doesn’t mean I’m suddenly beta.”
I giggle.
He cups me between the legs and sucks my mate mark, making my body bow.
“And beyond that, you’re mine, Bailey. From now on, I get to fuck you how and when I want. And don’t you forget it.”
“How about if you don’t let me forget it?” I whisper.
His gaze goes from hot to hotter.
“Deal,” he says, driving his hardness inside me again.
“I thought we were done,” I squeak out, grabbing his shoulders.
“Not by a longshot,” he informs before moaning, cussing, and gripping me tight through another knotting, which goes on and on until we’re both breathless.
I manage to stagger to the bathroom and clean myself up before I fall back into bed beside him.
Pulling me close, Jase swallows hard and looks at me with an expression that burns into my soul. Everything I want and need is in those eyes; I’ve never been surer of it than I am right now.
“I love you Mrs. Creed,” he says, and his mouth gets closer, so I grab his face and bring it the rest of the way, kissing him with tongue.
I believe him with my whole heart, because I don’t just see and hear it … I feel it, too. I’ve always told myself it would feel awesome to connect with him the way I’ve been told mates connect. But I had no idea. I was not prepared for how incredible it would feel. I’ve got access to parts of him that are only mine. And it’s the best gift I’ve ever been given.
I don’t have to wonder if this bond is just physical, just for breeding, just for ego. I can actuallyfeelhow much Jase loves me. And I see it in his eyes – that he feels how much I love him, too.
He carries me to the shower and sets me on my feet. I grab that washcloth and soap it up before I drop to my knees and look up at him.
The look on his face is lava hot. He licks his lips as I reach for him and wash between his legs.
I’ve read enough spicy romances to be able to come up with a blowjob playbook here on the fly, and I must do all right because he doesn’t give me direction.
After the soap is washed away, I boldly put in effort that does not seem to go unappreciated. Eye contact. Tongue. Suction. My fists as well as my mouth. But I might get too fancy because as my fingertip grazes his scrotum, he spins the dial to turn the water off, grabs for my jaw and detaches my mouth in time for an eruption all over my chest and stomach.
He coaxes me to standing up in front of him by crooking his finger, then takes my breasts into his hands and rubs the mess into my skin, ensuring he coats as much as my skin as he can before he lifts me and carries me to bed, putting me in it before I’ve had a chance to towel off.
He lifts my legs over his shoulders and lowers his head, inhaling deep between my legs before he returns the favor with a whole lot of bold enthusiasm of his own.