Ultimate Vengeance (Wanted Men Book 4)(78)

This man owned her body. He’d awakened it two weeks after they’d met, and it had been slumbering, waiting for him to return.

He lifted his mouth from her and gripped her rear end, digging his fingers in so he could spread her. “Oh, my sweet, sweet angel.” There was a reverence in his voice that made this okay. He wouldn’t judge her for her need. He was feeling it, too. “I want to rush, but at the same time, I don’t. It’s been sixteen months since I had you here. Sixteen months since I ate this pussy. Sixteen fucking months since I made you come. I want to rush this,” he repeated, swiping his lips across hers. “But at the same time, I don’t.”

Already riding the edge, his words pushed her that much closer, and the moment his tongue penetrated again, his bristles scraping so deliciously, his lips sucking, his teeth nipping…her clit was pulled into his mouth, and Sacha’s orgasm came barreling in.

“Da, da, da…”

“Nyet, nyet, nyet,” he corrected, removing all forms of stimulation.

“Oh, God, do not do that…Alekzander, please…”

He chuckled, licked slowly and deeply through the center of her body twice more, then stood. She heard him undoing his belt, and like an animal, she readied to take her mate. She kicked one foot free of her pants and lifted her leg to rest her knee on the table, opening herself for him.

His long string of curses in that guttural tone had her glowing because her actions had pleased him. Was there any greater feeling? Not for her.

“How could I have sent you away?” she heard him say under his breath before he slid a hand under her to lift her upper body off the table. He pulled her to him with his arm banded diagonally across her chest. As he tucked his face into that spot where her shoulder met her neck, she gripped his forearm, sinking her nails in when he ran the head of his cock through the wetness he’d created. Tears flooded her eyes, her throat clogged with emotion, and her love for him burst from her heart.

At the same time, a hard knock sounded at the door.

She cried out in misery, muffling the sound against Alekzander’s arm. “No,” she whispered as he cursed into her hair.

“Goddamn this,” he hissed, killing her because he continued stroking that smooth head through her lips. “Your pussy is hot and tempting, my angel,” he said against her heated skin. “If I can’t have it right now, I’m not going to be very good company on the way home. What is it?” he called.

“Kill me for interrupting later,” Maks said. “We gotta bounce.”

“Fuck me.”

That is what I am trying to do, Sacha wailed in her head.

The sound of Alekzander’s belt buckle tinkled and then his heat was gone. She wilted and swallowed a frustrated moan. Her breath caught when a kiss was placed on each of her cheeks before her pants were dragged up and she was presentable once more.

“Last thing I thought I’d be playing at tonight is edging,” he muttered as he turned her. He settled his hand on her throat and kissed her long and deep, transferring the taste of her pussy from his mouth to hers. “You’re going to use me hard tonight.”

Her breath shuddered out to drift over his lips. She wouldn’t have believed they would be here so soon, but she couldn’t pretend she wasn’t in one hundred percent.

“Agree.”

She licked her lips. “Yes.”

“Yes? Yes what, Sacha?”

Her cheek burned hot. “I will use you hard, Alekzander.”

“You won’t overthink it.”

“No. I will not overthink it.”

He nodded once. “Until then.”

He kissed her once more before releasing her so he could go to the door and call Anton and the others in. As she ducked into the bathroom, she noted Sergei and a man she hadn’t seen before had arrived.

She made quick work of splashing some water on her face and brushing her hair, and when she was sure she no longer looked as if she’d just been mauled, she came out and was nearly run over.

“Hello, Sacha.” Sergei greeted her with a kiss to each of her cheeks. Before she could even think to offer her condolences, Alekzander was at her side and his cousin got down to business. “Reynard will gather the things from this room while you tell us what you will need for the night from the others.”

Reynard slipped by and disappeared into her bathroom. He wasn’t very quiet about packing her toiletries in the tote bag he carried.

She instructed them to gather a few other things, but Sergei didn’t have time to do much more than fill a tote with toys and a few baby things before more than one phone was chirping. Dark looks of disbelief were exchanged.