Page 76 of The Ice Prince's Fated Mate
I grabbed his chin and focused his attention back through the peephole, leaning up to kiss him on the lips fully. “I’m in charge now,” I told him.
Even as I said it, I knew it had to be that way. I had to be in command to feel comfortable. At least the first time.
I undressed him, playfully telling him “the window” every time he looked away to admire my body. His eyes were glowing silver-blue, and his cock was thick and rigid as I straddled him once more, my legs hooking over his hips to dig my heels into his butt cheeks.
My right side tingled incessantly as I lined him up with my eager and ready pussy. I freed one hand to hold his shaft steady, guiding it to me as I lowered my hips between his legs.
This wasnothow I’d imagined our first time being at all, but when he finally entered me, pushing my walls apart at my own speed, I knew I couldn’t have done it any other way.
Despite my protests, Dirk’s attention continued to slip from the window. I let it happen, though I continually guided him back to it as I pulled my hips closer and then farther, taking him deeper each time.
I moaned into his chest, hanging on for dear life as he filled me entirely. “It feels so good,” I whimpered.
“Of course it does. You are my mate. That should be no surprise,” he growled, kissing me. Hard.
I shuddered and, without cognitive thought, pushed my hips as far against him as I could go. My insides screamed in overworked delight, unused to anything inside me. My dragon screamed in victory.
And I screamed in pleasure until Dirk’s hand covered my mouth. I bit down on his fingers instinctively, but he didn’t shy away. His eyes were bright and full, staring into me as I moved faster. His hands around my hips pulled me in and out to help move.
“Ella,” he groaned, leaning in to bite my neck.
I shuddered, half-expecting him to claim me right then and there with his fangs, but he didn’t. Because I hadn’t asked him to yet. Again he was holding back. Keeping himself under control. For me.
“I can’t do this for long,” he said, his face tight, breathing hard. “Too good.”
Each word was short, clipped, almost broken as he forced them out. His hands held me fast, his mouth attached to mine.
“Then don’t.” I was already growing sore, despite the incredible pleasure, and I knew I would be tapping out soon as well. “Let go, Dirk. Come for me.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes,” I moaned into his ear. “Come. Fill me. Come deep inside me, Dirk. Take my body as your own.”
Dirk’s body exploded upward as he rose onto his knees, his arms like coiled cables holding me still as he thrust into me hard. Over, and over, and over. My body shook, my breasts bouncing and drawing his eyes to them as he stared at me with wild animal eyes.
I cried out, telling him I was going to come, and that sent Dirk over the edge. His cock swelled as my insides clamped downon it. My brain turned off as ecstasy flooded it from between my legs, pummeling the world into nothingness as I rode the wave and his cock. Warmth filled my insides in the mostrightsensation I had ever experienced.
My eyes widened as I flopped onto his shoulder, watching the explosion of brown and gold marks. They ran up his neck, stopping at his jaw while continuing up and over his shoulder and down his arm. The stopped just shy of the elbow.
A second later I gasped as Dirk’s cock hardened and he prepared to fill meagainwith his second orgasm in just seconds.
I hung on tight for all I was worth, not wanting to spill a drop of his seed. It somehow was right that it belonged to me. Just as Dirk did.
And now he had the marks to prove it.
Thirty-Six
Ella
I traced the linesdown his arm while he held my naked body tightly to him, both of us breathing hard. My fingers slowed at the curve of his biceps, where the mate marks stopped somewhat abruptly.
They weren’t complete.
“Keep watching,” I murmured playfully, feeling his head turn from the window.
It seemed like such a silly thing to say, and while I had enjoyed the way his attention was on me more than the window, I was calming now, the moment over. He could go back to what had brought us there in the first place.
We split apart, donning clothes in mostly silence. I kept waiting for the regret to sink in, to push away the afterglow and pleasant thoughts about what we’d just done. The negatives never came, though. Even feeling him leak out of me brought a little smile to my face, a naughty memory of what I’d just done. Whatwehad just done.
