He shook his head at me, jaw still clenched.
Guess I hadn’t been forward enough.
Or… he just wasn’t that into me. I had been hiding from him for a while.
So I stood up, figuring I’d try one last time. “I’m going to be in my bed, naked, if you want to join me. I don’t know you well enough to consider it anything except using your body, but if you’re interested, you’re welcome to use mine too.”
Turning, I strode toward the stairs.
I didn’t hear him behind me, but my chest pounded anyway. I’d just put myself out there in a way I’d never done before, offering myself up on a platter to a gorgeous man, and—
Massive hands landed on my hips. My back hit the wall, right next to the stairs, and then hot lips were on mine.
I groaned into his mouth as Zed’s body pressed into mine, my leg wrapping around his hips and pulling our pelvises closer together.
“Tell me if I do something you don’t like,” Zed growled into my mouth, holding me up by the ass as he carried me to the kitchen counter. My backside landed on the cold stone, and his fingers caught in the waistband of my ratty sweats as his lips devoured mine. He didn’t kiss me like he’d never tasted anyone else—he kissed me like he wanted to devour me whole.
And I loved it.
My hands burned up his abs, feeling every hard line and crevice of his body before my fingers slid into the waistband of his pants and brushed the underside of his hard silk before he took over.
Zed ripped my pants and underwear off together, leaving my butt bare on the counter. I groaned into his mouth at the sensation, as his hands moved up to my tits.
“Are you going to run when this is over?” he growled at me, his fingers finding my nipples and his cock dragging over my belly button.
“Probably not,” I panted. “Why?”
“If you’re gonna bail, I’ll take my time.”
I groaned. “Not going to bail, then. I want it hard and fast, Zed. Just fuck me.”
“You’ve got no idea how beautiful you are,” he snarled at me, ripping my shirt over my head and tossing it to the floor with my other clothes. His hands were on my tits again, his lips moving brutally over mine while the head of him lined up against my core.
He lowered my back toward the counter, but before I collided with more cold stone, my side landed on something warm and slippery. I was too lost in the moment to give a shit, though. Zed’s hands were on my ass, lifting my legs, but he was still going too slow for me. We were already lined up, so I hooked my legs around his hips and yanked him against me, hard.
His erection slid inside me, and we groaned together. The pressure of his massive cock stretching me and hitting all the right places was enough to send me over the edge. I cried out as the orgasm rolled from my head to my toes, hotter and more intense than anything I’d felt in my life.
Zed’s snarled curse told me he was a goner, and I was already rocking on him as he exploded inside me while I came down from my own high.
“Shit,” he growled, catching his breath as a massive hand brushed hair off my face. “I smashed you into the cake, sorry.”
A breathless laugh escaped me, and I lifted my fingers to brush over a spot of frosting on his side. “I didn’t mind.”
“Good. That was fucking incredible.” He lifted my fingers and sucked the frosting off them, his eyes closing as his cock throbbed inside me. “Shit.” He froze, suddenly. “Birth control.”
“I’ve got an implant. We’re good for another two years.”
His shoulders relaxed, and he throbbed inside me again. “Fuck, I want you.”
“I think it’s just the climax,” I told him. It wasn’t exactly a comfort, but more of an, ‘I’m not judging you’ kind of thing. “I think I could go for hours, and that’s not even an exaggeration.”
“Did you read the mate manual?” His eyes opened, and stared at me a bit narrowly.
“No. I like learning as I go,” I lied.
Honestly, I just wasn’t ready for the whole thing to feel more real yet.
“Damned stubborn, beautiful sigma,” he grumbled at me, pressing a kiss to the center of my palm. “You’re lucky you’re gorgeous.”