“Levi—”
“I know, I’ll let you go.” He tightened his arms around her for a moment but then pulled back, staring down at her through eyes that had darkened with need. “Rest. Call if you need me.”
He took a step back. And another. And another. All that space between them … she hated it. Every inch of it.
His gaze dropped to her pebbled nipples, flaring with something feral. His eyes slowly roamed lower, and lower, and lower. Then they moved up, and up, and up before settling on her mouth.
It was a full-on eye-fuck, pure and simple. One that made her pulse jump, her stomach twist, her mouth dry up, and her brain short-circuit. The whole thing was impossibly nerve-wracking.
Without thought, she nervously licked her lips. His eyes lifted to pin her own—dark, dilated, gleaming, carnally cold. Whatever he saw in her gaze made a low growl rumble in his chest.
His hunger seemed to sweep out and clash violently with hers. The air tautened. Her body sang. The room temperature seemed to rise unbearably.
She wasn’t sure who moved first, but they collided. Their mouths locked. Their tongues tangled. Their hands grabbed and squeezed.
Piper moaned as he ground his cock against her. The needs of her body completely drowned out her thoughts. That was good. She didn’t want to think. Didn’t want to care what was smart or unwise.
She just wanted him.
He tore his mouth free with a growl. “Fuck, I’ve got to have you.”
There was pulling and shoving and yanking as they stripped off each other’s clothes. Or removed some, anyway. Neither seemed to have the patience to wait until the other was fully naked. She still had on her bra when he lifted her, turned, and propped her on the vanity. Well.
Deliciously shirtless with his fly open, he gripped the underside of her thighs and roughly dragged her to the edge of the vanity. His eyes lowered to her brands as he dipped a finger inside her. His gaze snapped back to her face. “Wet,” he bit out, pressing his mouth to hers. Then he shoved his finger deep. “Very wet.”
Piper frowned as he withdrew his finger, but her complaints died on her tongue when he wasted no time in lining up the thick head of his cock to her pussy. Oh, yes. She wrapped her legs around his hips and squeezed tight—a silent demand for him to get inside her.
Levi bit down on her neck and slammed home, burying his long, fat shaft balls-deep in her pussy.
Her lips parted as she heaved in a breath. Fucking hell she’d forgotten how the first thrust always burned just a little. No other man had ever made her feel so full.
Pulling back his hips, he licked up her throat and bit her earlobe hard enough to make her wince. He hadn’t been lying that time he told her he liked to bite. “You feel so fucking good.” He drove his full length inside her once again.
She hissed. “More.”
“Yeah, more.” He fucked her hard. Like he hadn’t seen her in years. It was rough and wild and everything her body craved.
He slammed so deep each time. Grunted. Growled. Snarled. All that animalistic, aggressive sexuality twisted her stomach.
“You have no idea how fucking hot it is to see those brands on your skin,” said Levi, unsurprised by the guttural quality to his voice when he was caught in the tight grip of a haunting, elemental need. “I shouldn’t like them. They shouldn’t make my cock hard, but they do.” Every damn time.
Levi purposely dug his fingertips into the brand on her inner thigh as he took her. Fuck, he’d missed this. Her taste, her moans, her nails clawing his back, the tight, hot clasp of her pussy. He’d never craved anything the way he did her. Never wanted someone so badly they invaded his dreams or popped into his thoughts too many times a day.
Nothing other than a clear ‘no’ from her could have made him walk out the door. He’d needed to be in her so badly he felt it everywhere. It was an ache in his chest, a throb in his veins, an itch beneath his skin.
She palmed the back of his head, scratching with her nails. “Faster, Levi.”
He gripped her thighs tighter and upped his pace, savagely ramming into her. His demon all but prowled within him, wanting its turn, but it made no move to take over. It instead egged him on just as she did.
“Play with your clit. Yeah, good fucking girl.” He watched her finger rub, press, and roll her clit; felt as her inner walls squeezed, spasmed, and clamped down on his cock. “You always make me come so hard. Do it for me now, baby.”
She whimpered, her pussy getting hotter and tighter. Then it happened. Her back snapped straight, her head fell back, and a scream tore out of her throat.