CHAPTERTWELVE
HENRY
As soon as she said the words, Henry could feel his spine stiffen. His need to climax inside her was at the forefront of his mind.
His panther snarled within him.
Olivia’s hands found their way down to his waist, cupping behind him to squeeze his ass as he continued to hammer into her. He felt her breath on his lips, ghosting over them as she panted his name.
A small whine escaped her. Her nails dug into his skin and pulled him harder against her body. Her frantic energy was something he fed on and wanted more of. He liked that desperate look in her eyes that told him she was completely consumed by him. Just as he was with her.
His orgasm made him cry out. Bucking his hips into her twice more before grabbing at the armrest again to steady himself while he poured into her. She wrapped her legs around his waist to tighten her hold around him, keeping him in place while he finally came down and sagged over her.
He let out a few shuddering breaths, looking down at her and watching as her blown-out pupils were focused solely on him. It stirred something deep within him.
I’m not done with you just yet…
He could feel the crazed panther in him clawing to come out. Wanting to claim his mate until she could barely remember her name. He wanted them both limp and exhausted by the time they were done.
Satisfied and glowing.
Which neither of them were right now. They were only just barely getting started.
Henry leaned forward to tuck an arm under her body. He hooked it upward and hauled her against his chest while rolling to his feet. His arms balanced under her ass, keeping her steady when he lifted her off the couch.
She let out a surprised gasp when being moved and clung to him when he walked across her living room to the only other door in this apartment. He nudged it open with his foot and stepped inside her bedroom.
He didn’t bother looking around, barely giving anything else a glance before spotting her bed tucked against the wall and immediately heading over to it.
His mind was chanting only one thing:take her.
He set her down gently, slowly untangling his arms from under her and getting comfortable enough to crawl back on top of her. Olivia pushed up onto her elbows, meeting him halfway with a hard kiss.
She wrapped her arms around his neck and hauled him down on top of her body. Their chests pressed together while she ran her hands through his hair, gripping it at the roots.
Her legs squeezed around him, letting him know she was ready.
Moving his lips from her mouth and down to her throat, Henry peppered small marks along her skin. Leaving small impressions up either side of her neck and shoulders. His panther purred at the idea of him marking his mate.
No one else will be able to look at her without thinking twice about it.
He wanted every inch of her covered in him. His scent. His bites. Anything and everything so that every time she looked in the mirror, she knew whose she was.
Even the thought of another man looking her way drove him to pound into her, stealing yet another orgasm from her in the process. He loved the feeling of her coming around him. Squeezing every last drop out of him until he was completely ragged, with no breath.
He wanted them both to collapse from exhaustion by the end of this. That was the end goal.
Henry took his mouth off her skin and sat back while grabbing onto Olivia’s arms. He pulled her up off the bed and sat back on the bed, bringing her onto his lap. She wrapped her arms around his neck, her hips moving on their own accord while she rocked herself back and forth.
It was enough to make him growl.
“That’s it.” He moved his hand down and squeezed her ass cheek.
She licked her lips at him, her chest bouncing against his while she continued to rock herself on his lap. He could watch her do this all day … use him as a tool for her own pleasure. She leaned her head back, her long hair falling behind her while she let out a long moan.
Her body shuddered again, her need for him palpable in the air around them. They were lost in each other. Pleasure overtaking them and turning off everything in their brains except for their baseline function of fucking.
Henry felt the animalistic side of him preen, loving that she was responding to this just as much as he was. Watching his mate pleasure herself on him was a beautiful thing, and he never wanted it to stop.