Precious Angel (Alpha Province #4)(34)

Jay and Jordan had left for the hotel an hour and a half ago and he'd  volunteered to stay with their mate. If Jay or Jordan had argued with  him, he'd have fought tooth and nail to be with her. The thought of  leaving her side had sent shards of pain piercing his heart. He was just  glad that his brothers had let him have his way for a change.

When Kenzie sighed in her sleep, he knew she was about to surface, and  he reached for the steaming mug of coffee he'd brought in for her. She  blinked her eyes open and turned toward him, giving him a sleepy smile.  "Hey."

"Hey yourself, sweetie. How'd you sleep?"

"Like a log." Kenzie pushed up until she was leaning against the  headboard with a pillow at her back. "Where's Jay and Jordan?" She  frowned as the gazed toward the window. "What time is it?"

"Just after nine." Jenson handed her the mug, handle toward her so she wouldn't burn her hands on the hot ceramic.

"Thanks." She took a sip and sighed gratefully. "Aren't we supposed to be at the pub by nine?"

Jenson gave her a chagrined look. "Yes, but we didn't want to wake you,  sweetie. We've pushed you hard over the last few days. We all made love  to you one after the other in one night and the next we claimed you  together. Jordan was with you last night and before that you were  recovering from your injuries. You also worked non-stop yesterday. We  thought you needed a little more sleep."

Kenzie surprised him by agreeing with a nod. "You're right, I was tired. Thank you, Jenson."

"You don't need to thank me, sweetie. We need to take care of you."

"I can take care of myself."

"I know you can, mate. When I said need, I didn't mean want. It's  engrained in us to protect you and make sure you get what your body  requires. If that means extra sleep, then that's what you'll get."

She nodded again and sipped her coffee. "What time do Jay and Jordan expect us?"

Jenson shrugged. "Whenever we get there. They're not expecting a huge  group of people through, although that could change. We often get tour  bus groups stopping to have a meal before continuing their journey, but  Jay and or Jordan will call if they need help. At the moment, we have  all the time in the world."

"Okay." Kenzie shifted closer, until her side was pressed against his.

Jenson wrapped an arm around her shoulders and they drank their coffee  in companionable silence. When she'd finished her drink, she crawled  from the bed and headed to the bathroom. He looked her naked body over  and adjusted the fit of jeans over his hard cock. He wanted to follow  her into the bathroom and shower with her, but he wasn't sure she would  want to make love with him this morning. She had to be tender after all  the attention she'd been getting. With a resigned sigh he stayed where  he was, reclining on the bed, and waited for his woman.

When he heard the shower come on he didn't need to use his imagination.  He'd seen her wet more than once. He ground his teeth when his dick  throbbed, and tried to think of something mundane to keep his lust at  bay. Thinking of all the ingredients they needed to order helped to a  degree, but when she entered the bedroom again, all pink and fresh from  her shower and still naked, his efforts flew out the window.

She climbed back up onto the bed and crawled toward him. When she  reached for his belt and tugged it open, he held his breath. Her  desire-filled blue-green eyes met his as she undid his jeans button and  lowered the zipper.

The air in his lungs exploded out when she reached into his boxers and gripped his hard, aching dick.

"What are you doing, sweetie?" He combed his fingers into her hair and tried not to buck up into her hand.

"If you have to ask, then I can't be doing it right." Kenzie removed her  hand from his underwear, hooked her thumbs into the waistband of his  jeans and boxers, and pulled them down over his hips, thighs, and off.                       
       
           



       

Kenzie nudged his legs apart, maneuvered in between his legs, and  wrapped her hand around the base of his dick again. He clenched his  hands into fists and closed his eyes, trying to get his raging hunger  back on a tight leash.

He growled when she felt her warm, moist breath on the tip of his cock  and groaned when she swirled her tongue over and around the head. When  she took his dick into her mouth, he opened his eyes and combed his  fingers into her hair, holding the strands at the back of her neck to  anchor himself.

Flames of arousal licked along the inside of his thighs as her tongue  lapped up the thick vein on the underside of his cock. She locked gazes  with him again and took his dick back into the hot, wet heat of her  mouth.

"Fuck, sweetie," he moaned. "So fucking good."

Kenzie hummed in response, the vibration rippling down the length of his  cock and into his balls. When she cupped his sac, and started to gently  roll his testes, Jenson's reined-in lust broke free. He didn't even  remember moving, but when his brain finally processed, he was flat on  his back with Kenzie blanketing him, her thighs straddling his head.

He inhaled the sweet, delectable scent of her musky orange-peach cream  and purred with greed. Jenson lifted his head and dipped his tongue into  her creamy well. She moaned and squeezed his dick harder in her small  hand before pumping up and down. She sucked him into her mouth and began  bobbing her head.

Jenson wrapped his arms around her thighs so she couldn't move away from  him, and began to lick, suck, and lap up all that sweet tasting juice.  He laved the flat of his tongue over her protruding clit and then  flicked it quickly with the tip.

She gasped and groaned, her legs trembling with each lash of his tongue.  He rimmed her cunt with the tip of his finger and then pressed it up  inside her hot, wet entrance. When her muscles rippled and clenched  around his finger, he groaned as he remembered how good she'd felt  around his cock.

He added another finger and thrust them in and out of her pussy. When  she began rocking her hips in sync with his finger fucking and caressing  tongue, he realized she was close, and so was he.

Jenson lifted and spun her around with ease. She braced her hands on his  chest, clasped his cock, and dropped down over him, impaling herself on  his dick.

"Oh," Kenzie moaned.

"Ride me, sweetie," he rasped out. "Make us both come." He palmed her  breasts, kneading and molding her soft flesh with his hands and then  strummed the hard peaks with his thumbs.

She moaned, rose, and sank back down onto his hard cock. "So hard. Hot."

Jenson watched every expression flit across her face. Every twitch as  she rode him, and even though what they were sharing was amazingly good,  he could tell he wasn't quite hitting the right spot. He released her  breasts, pulled her down on top of him and rolled until she was  underneath him. He lifted her legs and draped them over his shoulders,  gripped her hips and tilted her pelvis as he shifted higher onto his  knees.

When he drove back into her it was more of a downward slide and she  jerked and groaned as the head of his cock rubbed over her G-spot. She  clutched at his forearms, her blunt nails digging into his flesh, and  his panther yowled with satisfaction. Each time he advanced and  retreated he moved faster, deeper, harder. Until his hips were slamming  into hers, his thighs and pubis slapping against her ass cheeks.

She smoothed her hands up over his arms, tickling his skin as she rubbed  over the hairs on his skin and then over his shoulders and down his  chest. Goose bumps raced over his skin as she mapped out the hollows and  ridges of his defined muscles.

And then she made him go wild.

Kenzie reached down between them and wrapped her finger and thumb around  the base of his cum-coated cock. The added sensation was astounding and  ratcheted up his desire another notch. Warning tingles of heat began at  the base of his spine and quickly started spreading around to his  groin. Liquid desire pooled low in his belly and the pressure increased  with each hot, wet, frictional slide of his dick in her soaked, tight  cunt.

Her internal muscles rippled around and along his cock, sucking at the  head of his dick. He gasped air in and out of his lungs and clenched his  teeth as he tried to stave off his impending orgasm.

When the fiery heat touched his sac, he knew he wasn't going to last. He  shifted on his knees again, dipped a finger into the top of her folds,  and pressed on her clit.

"Jenson," she sobbed out his name as he began to caress firm circles on  her sensitive bundle of nerves. He drove in and out of her hot, wet cunt  like a man possessed and right at this moment, he was. He was obsessed  with sending his mate over the edge before he fell.