Beneath her fingers, she could feel his skin goosebump. It made her feel powerful.
He might look like an Adonis come to life, but he reacted to her like she was straight-out his every fantasy. Maybe it made her vain, but she loved it.
Wanting nothing more than to lick him where she had touched him, she bent forward until she could. Randolph tasted slightly salty and all male. “I have the strangest senses when I smell you. It almost makes me think I could be part-wolf myself.” He raised an eyebrow, his gaze so intense she had no question she held his total attention. “What do I smell like to you?”
“All male and, sometimes, like the woods, which is odd because I’ve never spent much time outdoors.”
“We all carry the smells of Westervelt on us. I am shocked you can scent it, as I can assure you that you do not have any wolf in your blood. I would be able to smell it. You are all human. But perhaps it is because you are my mate.”
“That word again.” She pushed him down until they changed places and she could straddle him. “I’m not all human, I’m a witch. I can take whatever you can dish.”
“You think so?” In two seconds, he had torn the pants from her body. They made a ripping sound seconds before he tossed them over his shoulder onto the ground. His hands traveled up her legs, from her knees to the top of her thighs. The experience made her shiver.
“Showing off your strength? I was already properly impressed before you destroyed my clothing.”
“I’ll buy you a thousand new pairs.”
“Steal them, you mean.”
He growled before he flipped her over so he was on top again. With a twist of his fingers, he removed her bra using the front clasp. His mouth came down on her breast, kissing all over until he came to her nipple. The firm lips she’d loved kissing earlier went to work on her nipple.
Rex tugged and sucked until she practically bucked off the bed beneath him. Her pussy heated up and she knew she’d be wetter than she’d ever been before.
“You like it, witch?” None of the attitude she’d come to associate with his saying of that word was present. Instead, he said witch almost reverently, like someone would say a prayer.
“I do. I really, really do.”
He nodded. “Good. Because I’m going to do it again.”
Still massaging her first breast, he moved his mouth to her other one. Elizabeth didn’t know which was more intense—the sensations throbbing through her body or the look in Randolph’s eyes. Both made her hot, both made her want to weep in joy.
Elizabeth wasn’t content with lying beneath him and letting him have all the fun.
Instead, she grabbed the back of his neck and pulled him off her until she could squirm beneath him. Rex’s towel had come loose and it was easy to chuck away. Her hand easily found his hard shaft. Beneath her fingers, it jumped, and he hissed. “Good pain or bad pain?” As she spoke the words, she kept her hand moving up and down his shaft.
“No pain. Just so much pleasure. Like I’ve never felt before.” His confession made her even more daring. He’d fought her for the top position earlier but she guessed he wouldn’t mind giving it up now. “Roll over.” Without objection, he did what she’d told him to do. She kissed him down his body until she reached his cock. Rex tasted good everywhere she licked him and she couldn’t wait to get to experience what his cock would taste like. “You’re huge. Do you think I can handle you?”
Rex stroked the top of her hair. “You don’t have to. No pressure. I have no expectations of this.”
“I’m joking with you. This wouldn’t be nearly as much fun for me if I don’t get to have you in my mouth.” Loosening her throat until it opened more, she fit the head of his cock into her mouth. She moaned at the taste of him. It was like licking Rex had been, but more so. Everything about him was male, everything about him was hers. At least for the moment.
Giving in to her most wanton urges, she took him entirely into her mouth. Rex cursed, but she barely heard him. It was the sound of absolute pleasure she focused on.
He loved this. Gently, she moved upward as she let her teeth scrape the side of his penis.
“Elizabeth, I need you to stop. I won’t be able to continue if you keep up like that.” Groaning, she almost didn’t do what he wanted. Giving Rex a blowjob was more fun than she’d had in ages. But she didn’t want their fun to be over just yet. Like Randolph, she wanted to feel him inside of her. Pulling off him, she gave him one more scrape with her teeth.
He hissed. “I think you might be trying to kill me.” She laughed as they once again rolled over so he could be on top of her. Sex with Rex was proving to be … joyous.