A Mate for York(64)

“Have you been holding back?”

York shook his head. “There is no such thing with you. I couldn’t if I tried.” He pulled his shirt over his head, tossing it on the floor.

His words warmed her.

“Do you need to let Mrs. Simmons know that you are about to see a whole damn horde of spiders?” He kicked off his boots and lost his jeans in record time.

“More like one really big, hairless one.” She looked down. His magnificent cock jutted from between his hips.

York’s gaze turned feral and his eyes glowed, his cock actually twitched. “I hate to tell you, gorgeous, but you’re not going to be seeing much of my cock…” He palmed his thick girth. “It’s going to be buried too deeply inside of you for you to see much of anything.” He winked at her.

If she wasn’t wet before, that changed now. Just hearing him talk of sex with her had her breathing turning a little ragged.

“On your knees, gorgeous. I need you to hold on tight.” He gave her a wicked grin. “Making babies is serious business.”

Cassidy moved onto all fours, sure to poke her ass up in the air. She widened her stance, feeling the air abrade her inner thighs and sensitive flesh.

“You are so beautiful. I’m going to last all of five fucking seconds,” York growled.

“I doubt that.” She groaned as his tongue breached her opening. She cried out when its long length vibrated inside her, as he made a low rumble of pleasure.

“So good.” He groaned as he moved to her clit. He closed his mouth over her and sucked, making her gasp. His tongue swirled around and around against her bundle of nerves until she was rocking against him. Her heavy pants turned to even heavier moans.

Just as her pussy began to flutter, York pulled back. “I can’t be gentle.” A whispered growl, as he crouched over her, his chest against her back. York grabbed her hips, holding on tight. She might have bruises in the morning but right now she didn’t give a shit.

A shrill cry was torn from her as he thrust into her in one hard move.

York grunted loudly, staying perfectly still for a few beats. His chest heaved and his breath came in ragged pants. He kissed her on the side of her neck. “Are you okay?”

She could barely understand him, his voice was so deep and guttural. It made her even hotter for him. “Yes,” she moaned.

He pulled out slowly and carefully until just the tip of his cock was inside of her. “Good,” York growled as he thrust back into her.

He fucked her hard and slow. Her whole body shook with each deep thrust. The bed lifted and landed. The headboard knocked. It was hard to breathe, impossible to think. She could only feel. York’s hands were on either side of her. His hot breath on her neck. On and on…thrust after thrust.

Her breasts were smashed against the mattress. Her arms shook from clinging to the covers. Her orgasm snuck up on her. It felt good one second and then her back bowed and her eyes closed. A deep, raw groan escaped as her pussy began to spasm. Her orgasm flashed awake inside of her somewhere deep in her belly. It then seeped through every part of her like a thick, spreading warmth.

When York bit down on her neck, she screamed. The pleasure so intense, it had her seeing fireworks. Which was weird since her eyes were closed.

He grunted and then all out moaned as his movements became jerky. Cassidy could feel his warmth spurt deep inside her. Then he slumped on top of her, careful not to squash her. He was breathing hard.

On a soft growl, he rolled to his side taking her with him, their bodies still joined. His arm wrapped around her and his hand clutched her stomach. His fingers began to trace the skin on her belly with a softness that warmed her heart.

They had a ton to look forward to. Just thinking about it made her smile. Cassidy sighed, snuggling closer to the vampire curled behind her. Her vampire.





Chapter 16




His arms were filled with softness. The scent of sunshine and rainbows filled his nostrils. York couldn’t help but to groan as he pulled Cassidy closer. From the feeling of warmth on his skin, he guessed that the morning was well on its way.

He snuggled into the crook of her neck, nipping at the sensitive skin there.

It was Cass’ turn to moan. She stretched out, stifling a yawn. “You’ve worn me out.” Her voice was still thick with sleep.

His heart filled with warmth. It was the fourth day he was waking up with her and he loved it just as much as he suspected he would. Hugging her even closer, he whispered into her ear. “I told you that the heat could get pretty hectic.”

She made a little snorting sound. “I think I might need a band aid for my lady bits.”

York couldn’t help but to laugh. “No need, I will kiss you better.”