“Not a fan of storms?” he asked.
“Thunder makes me jump. It’s always made me a bit uncertain.”
“Let’s see what we can do about that then, shall we,” he whispered against my ear, his breath like fire on my skin. When his tongue stroked across my neck, I came close to falling apart from that simple touch.
I shouldn’t melt so easily, but with his massive body against me, and his hands sliding under my top, finding the heat of my stomach, things turned hot very quickly.
He dipped his head, and his mouth was on the curve of my neck, nibbling at my skin while his hands drove my shirt higher. There was no waste in time as he pushed his large hands higher and cupped my breasts, squeezing them. He pinched my nipples, and I let him have his way with me. I needed this desperately.
He growled as he yanked the top completely off me with the aggression I’d expected from him. “Mine,” he snarled. “All mine.”
“I love the way your touch feels,” I murmured between raspy breaths and the scorching heat he awoke in me.
Half-twisting around, I leaned in and our mouths clashed. We kissed like the approaching storm. Deep and fast, our wolves growling for more. The man claimed me aggressively, and my core clenched with the heat drenching between my thighs.
“You are everything, Syn,” he purred, then shifted to kneel beside me. There was no pause, only his hands tugging down on my shorts and ripping them off me.
I lay naked in front of him, and I reached over to the tent in his slacks.
But he brushed my hand away, making a tsking sound. “Nope, baby. Tonight you are mine to do with as I please. And you can’t touch. I need you to understand how much I adore every inch of you, how much my heart thunders for you. I want you drowning in my love.”
I tripped over my own breath. “Love?” Did he just say the four-letter word?
With the evil grin curling the corners of his mouth, he stood up and dropped his pants, standing naked in front of me. Of course, my attention immediately fell on the massive cock that hung heavily between us. Thick and long, the tip glistened with his readiness.
“I’m about to show you how much I love you, Syn.” Just as he finished, the skies grumbled once more.
I flinched at how loud it boomed.
I trembled while River lowered his body over me. “Open for me, little one. I want to see it all.”
The hungry lust in his eyes intensified, his wolf rumbling in his chest. I buried my hands into his hair, drawing him closer, spreading my legs for him. He moved his mouth to my nipple, drawing it into his mouth, sucking hard, then lightly biting down on it.
I arched against him, the pinching sensation deepening, driving me crazy with need. He moved to the other breast, teasing me just as much. He positioned himself between my legs, his hand under my ass, and lifted me to give him easier access.
“I’m going to worship you,” he purred as he pressed his cock against my entrance. I gyrated my hips to meet him, to welcome him while his hands slid under my back, me slightly off the recliner.
Then he pushed into me, only an inch, then pulled back out.
I groaned in protest, wrapping myself around this god. “I need you, River,” I moaned. Every touch, every kiss covered me in goosebumps.
He grinned at me like he knew something I didn’t. He leaned down and licked my breasts, while I tried to hook a leg around his hip to bring him back down to me.
“Is this your new kink? Holding out on me until I pass out?”
He laughed at me and spread my arms away from his chest, pinning them on either side of me. He hovered over me. “You’re mine to do with as I please tonight. And we’re going to play a little game.”
“Oh, really?” I say lustfully, because to have him keeping me spread open while his cock just teased me at the entrance was just cruel.
The crack of thunder grew louder, closer. I practically jumped in my skin, starting to wonder if we were even safe out here. “Maybe—”
He cut me off with a kiss. “Let me reacquaint you with my cock.”
I swallowed hard because he meant every word, already pushing into me without ceremony. I was so excited, my heart beating crazily.
With savagery, he plunged into me, widening me, filling me up completely. He hammered into me, almost to the tune of the thunderous growls overhead.
He kept my hands pinned by my side as he drove into me, and I cried out from how incredible it felt. The guy was hung like a beast, and with each stroke, he ignited a fire between us.
“You’re strangling my cock, baby. Keep doing it,” he growled.
Then he suddenly pulled out of me, and there was nothing but silence. For a second, my mind struggled to understand what he was doing, especially when the climax building inside me had me humming with arousal.
“River!” I protested, wanting to cry at his teasing.
“What is it, my baby girl?”
“Are you fucking with me?”
“Actually, I’m fucking you to the tune of thunder. I want you crying out for it, not fearing it.” His grin was pure evil.
My eyes bulged at his confession. “Are you crazy?” The thought of him constantly pulling out was going to kill me.
I breathed deep, drawing more air into my lungs while I stared at him, trying to work out if he was serious.
“Don’t mess with me,” I muttered, starting to wriggle and free myself. Except, he wasn’t releasing me.
“But it’s so much fun,” he whispered, and I noticed that wickedness in his eyes, the one where I knew a crazy alpha lived inside him.
Crackling thunder snapped overhead. With a grin, River plunged back into me, rutting me madly. His rush was driving me wild, and I wanted to shove him aside, but why the hell did he feel so good inside me?
My heart gave a tremble as he rocked both our bodies with a fierceness, his balls slapping my ass from his aggressiveness. I knew that tomorrow I’d be sore. But I didn’t care.
Again, he withdrew, and I groaned loudly that time. “You’re going to be the end of me. In fact, maybe get off me.”
“Did you notice something?” he asked, releasing my wrists.