Ultimate Vengeance (Wanted Men Book 4)(93)

“Uh-uh.” He snagged both her wrists to prevent her from stimulating either of them. “I work this pussy. You need it stroked; you tell me. You want it fucked; you tell me. You want to come; it’s all about me getting you there. You want to do it on your own; you do it when I’m not around.”

He removed her from her perch and got his hand between her legs. With four fingers, he used just enough pressure to separate her folds to get to that pulsing bundle of nerves.

“You’re going to come for me now. Then I’m going to get inside you and stay there until I hear our little bird calling for you.” His hand slid forward, and he dipped the tip of his finger into her opening. Then he extended it and pushed it deep inside. He thrust into her wetness only a few times before adding another digit. That and the continuous stimulation on her clit had her pleasure mounting faster than ever.

This time, there was no stopping, and Sacha cried out sharply. She locked her knees as her back arched, and she welcomed the insanity that swept through her as she worked her hips through the brain-bending climax.

“That’s my girl,” he praised as he sucked on her jaw. “You give up what’s mine.”

As the waves calmed, he kissed her, his tongue sweeping in to tangle with hers. She barely noticed the shower turning off but did enjoy the feel of a warm towel settling on her shoulders. He dried them both while she paid homage to his beautiful body by nibbling and licking at the sinewy pillows that were his pectorals, his tight nipples, his ribs. But when she went to go further, he finished towel-drying her hair and scooped her off her feet.

“Can’t go there yet. You touch me with that mouth, and I’m done.”

In no time, he had them laid out on top of the covers in the king-size bed, Lekzi’s monitor hissing on the bedside table. Alekzander knelt, met her eyes, then spread her. He draped her legs over his thighs.

“I need to look at you.”

Her face started to get hot. “You know that will make me uncomfortable.”

He shrugged, his eyes already roaming. “Then you’ll have to feel uncomfortable for a few because I need this.”

Where his gaze touched, so did his fingers. Soon she was squirming and moaning, pleading with him for more. He was thorough, devastating, and so intent it made her eyes water.

“I am ready,” she said for the third time, panting and trying to spread her legs wider. “It is aching. I need you to fill me, Alekzander.”

He fisted his length and pumped hard. “With this?”

“God, yes.” She braced her arms on the headboard and pushed down to meet that thick shaft. A gasp stuck in her throat when, just as he’d done at the apartment, he brought the smooth head of his cock and passed it up and down between her lips. “Yes. Right there,” she encouraged, lifting her hips. “In. Push it in. Please fuck me with it.”

He smiled and got a hand beneath her to lift her a little higher. When he was in perfect position, he paused. “Such a good girl, keeping the most important things in my life safe and protected. Watching over them until I returned to claim you both; my baby, and you.”

Her throat closed up as her love for him filled her just as he did. He pulled down on her hips and sheathed himself, pushing hard through her slickness to fill her to bursting. She looked away from the spectacularly sexy sight of him disappearing into her ready body and met his eyes which were already on her. Peace flowed through the connection. A peace she wasn’t sure existed anywhere else. Not for her. She knew she belonged to him. Her body knew it belonged to him.

“Do you feel that?” he questioned, his voice tight. “Do you?”

She nodded and pushed at the headboard to get him even deeper. “Oh, yes,” she breathed. “Yes, yes, yes. So good.”

“Where am I?”

“Home.”

He cursed and gripped her hips tightly. With the hold, he began pumping her backward and forward on his cock. “Right where I belong, angel?”

“Fuck, yes,” she moaned as her hips rolled and heat poured into her body. “Always.”

The scorching, blissful sensations she’d only ever felt with him swept her up and away.



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Alek looked at the clock and knew his and Sacha’s alone time was coming to an end. First chance he got, he’d be thanking his daughter for being such a sound sleeper. The darling hadn’t made a peep in the hours he and her mother had been getting reacquainted. He appreciated that more than either of them would ever know.

Rolling onto his back, he dragged his limp woman on top of him, so her back was to his front. “Spread for me.” Her gorgeous legs opened. “Mmm. That’s it.” He ran his hands down her body, loving the fullness of her breasts even though he’d been warned off them about an hour ago. They had a job to do soon, and they were ready to do it. He could tell by how firm they now were.