Page 44 of Rejected Mate Bride
Her statement sent Camden over the edge. He had been aching for her for so long, doing his best to maintain boundaries, that the mere thought of being able to have her made his body pulsate with desire.
He looked toward his house a block away, remembering that Sofia wasn’t there, and swept Flora up into his arms. His mouth crashed down on hers, kissing her passionately as heturned and walked inside. He kicked the door closed behind him and went to the master bedroom, where he tossed her onto the bed.
“I hope you meant that,” he said as he took off his clothes. “I’ve been struggling to keep my hands off you, and I’m done waiting.”
Flora removed her own clothes in a hurry, tossing them aside and kneeling on the bed. Her eyes roved over his naked body hungrily, like a wolf in heat. Camden didn’t know what had caused her to become so wild and passionate, and he couldn’t bring himself to ask. All he knew was that their need for each other was mutual, and he couldn’t wait for the culmination of their desire.
“Lay down,” she ordered him.
Camden was surprised by how willing she was to take the lead, but he was pleased to obey his mate. Nothing would make him happier than fulfilling her every wish and desire.
Camden felt a tingle of excitement in his abdomen as he got onto the bed, and Flora straddled him eagerly. He wanted more than anything to take her body and make it his own. Clearly, she felt the same. She didn’t even wait for him to be in the prone position before she angled his erect cock inside her and thrust herself forward, melding their bodies together. He moaned at the sudden sensation as he felt her warmth encase him. Flora whimpered slightly as she let out a breath and her eyebrows creased in relief.
“Oh, God, yes,” he panted.
It wasn’t just the feeling of their bodies joining together that had Camden close to rapture; it was the look of pure adoration and delight on Flora’s own face. Her pupils were wide as her hands trembled against his chest. Camden reached up tocaress her cheek and then brought his palm down over her neck, her breast, and down the length of her arm. With every touch, Flora shivered with excitement, alive with electricity. He gripped her hand tightly against his chest, steadying it as he stared deeply into her chocolate eyes.
“Keep looking at me,” he said deeply. “Don’t look away. I want to see every expression.”
His hands wrapped around her hips, rocking her body back and forth against his pelvis. As she took over the tempo, Camden moved his hands down her thighs and back up to her stomach and breasts. Her skin was soft and smooth under his fingertips, like satin warmed by sunlight. With each movement of his hands against Flora’s skin and her hips rocking back and forth, Camden felt like their very souls were coming together as one. Being with her felt like coming home and the greatest adventure all wrapped up in one.
“You feel so good,” Flora moaned, tossing her hair back over her shoulder as she braced her hands against Camden’s pecs.
For a while, Camden simply watched as Flora enjoyed herself, riding his cock with wild abandon. His eyes roved over her body, taking in the curve of her waist, the gentle slope of her breasts, the erect nipples, and the way his member moved in and out of her opening with ease. A more beautiful sight, he couldn’t remember.
She bit her lips as a low moan emanated from her throat and her nails dug into his skin. It was Camden’s turn to bite his lip as excitement alighted inside him at the pressure, and he moved his hands back to her hips. As their tempo increased, Flora’s breasts began to bounce more fervently, and Camden reached up to cup them. He palmed her soft flesh, massagingthem gently before trailing his fingers back down her abdomen. Drops of sweat trickled down her torso from her exertions, but she didn’t break her steady rhythm against him.
A shudder ripped through her, and her breath came in quick bursts. He could see that she was about to come, and a look of pure adoration came across her face as she stared into Camden’s eyes.
“That’s right, baby,” he said hoarsely. “Good girl. Look right here.”
He grabbed her hands, holding them firmly so she could lean back slightly. Still, she didn’t look away from his eyes. He slid in and out of her, his erection pressing against the most sensitive area inside her.
Her thighs were shaking now as she began to tire. Camden grabbed her by the waist and, with a quick turn, spun them on the bed so that he was on top. Deftly, he maneuvered one of her legs around him and pressed her knees together. Her opening tightened, and he moaned with pleasure as his erection entered her again.
Camden’s jaw dropped open as he struggled to hold off on his own release until Flora had the chance to finish. As much as he looked forward to spilling his seed, her enjoyment was paramount in his mind. She was nearly there. He just needed to keep going for a few more seconds.
“Yes, Flora,” he panted, desperate for her to feel the culmination of their passion. “Come for me. I want to feel you shake.”
She moaned and arched her back in exultation as she reached the pinnacle, and Camden felt her ride the wave of it as he thrust his hips forwards, pressing his swollen member inside her over and over again. Her eyes were closed now asshe focused on her own pleasure. With a gasp, she finished. Camden felt her entire body relax beneath his as as her eyes met his again. He gripped her hips tightly as he moaned, allowing himself to experience the culmination of their tryst himself.
The room was silent except for their labored breathing. Their eyes were locked on each other, as if neither of them wanted to risk looking away and breaking the moment they had just shared.
Camden reached up to place his hand against the side of Flora’s neck and cheek, cupping her gently and pulling her downward toward him.
“Flora, come here,” he whispered, bringing her lips to his.
He kissed her deeply and tenderly as their naked bodies pressed against each other. What had begun as a frantic need between them had turned into a more intimate moment than Camden had thought possible. He had always known that Flora was his true mate, but with each passing day, he came to understand just how much better life was with her in it. He never could have imagined such a glorious day before now.
Chapter 21 - Flora
Between work, training, caring for Sofia, and spending more time with Camden, Flora felt like her life was falling into a busy but steady rhythm. She was used to working hard, so scheduling wasn’t much of an issue for her. What she had been struggling with was finding the balance between leisure time and productivity. She knew that time with Sofia and Camden wasn’t pointless, but after so many years of backbreaking labor, she felt like she was constantly reminding herself that she wasn’t doing anything when she relaxed and enjoyed her time with them.
Camden had been understanding of Flora’s difficulties. To help her, he often had the housework done when she arrived home at the end of her shifts. They cooked dinner together and then spent time as a family before Sofia went to bed. Flora was pleased with how well things were going. The only dark spot in her life now was the sword hanging over her head: Alpha Sier still hadn’t made a move. Her worries about when he would strike next were all she could think about as she finished mopping the floors at the coffee shop.
Work was taking longer than usual tonight. After closing down the shop at the end of the day, Mr. Thompson usually stayed to count the till, go over inventory, and handle restocking for the following day while Flora handled the cleaning and dishes. Tonight, he hadn’t been feeling well, and Flora had encouraged him to go home early. So after she had finished helping the last customer, she had spent an hour doing the work Edgar usually handled before she even started on her own work.
“There,” she muttered to herself as she poured the dirty water from the mop bucket down the floor drain in the supply closet. “Done.”
