She ran her fingers through his hair, and her body came alive with his touch. She wanted him, but she needed to know what else was going on. “What else?”
“I’m going to have some video chats with some shifters I know in different countries that are different species, like lions, panthers, and others. We think variety will help us win. If we have groups of different shifters we all have different strengths, and together I think we will be untouchable. Everyone agrees. They’ve seen what happens when Grayson fights with us. What do you think?”
Remy wholeheartedly agreed with what he said. She’d seen Grayson and Arden mock fight, and even then they were a lethal team. They were the hottest thing she’d ever seen, all muscle, and one dark the other light. She wiggled on Arden’s lap as an image came forth of him and Grayson fighting, their muscular bodies glistening in the sun as they dodged, kicked, and punched. It was like watching a weird porn movie.
“Mmm, I think that’s a great idea. You and Grayson fighting is…amazing…hot… tantalizing and lethal, very lethal, especially to women.”
Arden growled, and in one swift move he stood, stripping off her clothes, and before she could even blink he removed his own. Then he sat back on the sofa and moved her down to straddle his lap again. “You will not think of Grayson like that. Only me. You’re mine.” His voice was hoarse and deep and shot straight to her already aching, eager pussy.
His hands glided up her legs and he groan as he rested them on her bare arse. Arden took her lips, ravishing her as he squeezed the globes of her arse. She hummed her approval as his hands slid down and his finger explored her pussy.
He muttered, “Fuck, you’re so wet. You want me bad.”
She nodded and closed her eyes as two thick fingers entered her and pumped in and out. “That’s it. It need you.”
His fingers disappeared, and she let out a hiss of disappointment. “What do you want? I want to hear you tell me. Do you want my fingers back or do you want me to stick my cock deep inside your core?”
She answered by reaching down and holding his cock to her pussy entrance, then slowly sliding down his hard erection.
“You’re so tight. You feel so fucking good,” he moaned out before he plastered his mouth back to hers, holding her close as their tongues moved to the rhythm their bodies kept.
She moved her hands as she engulfed him and wrapped them around his back as she rode his dick. Her nails raked down his back as he slammed up to meet her downward motion.
Arden pulled away from her lips, his forehead resting against hers. “You are so hot. Ride me hard.”
Arden lay back against the sofa and watched her, his eyes hooded with passion and need as he focused on her bouncing tits. His hands left her hips and he cupped her breasts before he tweaked each one, sending shots of pleasure through her. His thumb ran over her now hard nipples as he squeezed them before leisurely moving a hand down her body to play with her clit. He licked his lips and she homed in on his action.
“Suck them.”
He grinned and came back up enough to bring the tip of one pebbled nipple into his warm, wet mouth. Remy moaned as rockets of ecstasy shot straight to her pussy. Arden swapped, doing the same to the other.
“Oh my God. That’s it.” Her breasts were so sensitive, and she knew she was going to come hard.
Releasing her nipple, he licked around her areola before he took the whole nipple into his mouth and sucked. Her pussy clenched, and when he followed through with the other breast, but this time nibbled on it as he pulled out, she let go.
“Your pussy is so fucking tight it doesn’t want to let me go. It knows who you belong to. You’re mine. Squeeze my dick with your tight pussy. Let me fill you up,” he said, his dirty words helping her shatter into a million pieces.
She ground herself against him and screamed in bliss as the base of his cock swelled, locking them together. Arden yelled his release and she fell onto his chest, filled with satisfaction. “I love it when you talk dirty to me,” she mumbled against his chest.
“I love it when you ride me.”
“Me too, babe. Me too.”
* * * *
It had only been a couple of days and the men watching them and following them when they left to go out somewhere was driving Remy nuts. She knew the other women were going crazy too.
Remy knew the men were worried, and at the moment she was coping with having Arden as a constant shadow better than she thought she would. It helped that Sara had asked her to be a bridesmaid and they were all busy getting ready for Sara’s wedding tomorrow afternoon. They had gone and bought off-the-rack bridesmaids dresses, thanks to the originals being burnt in the fire. Everyone had rallied together to make Sara’s dress so it fit perfectly and it was exactly what she wanted, and deserved. It was now bigger and better than before. The sparkles had been ordered in and express shipped along with the diamante crystals and lace. Sara had looked like a princess from a fairytale when she’d tried it on last night.