came in thick, jetting
bursts inside her.
Sarina
laughed wildly, completely out of breath, dazed and blissfully happy. “There it
is.”
Her
mate laughed richly, his eyes still unable to open. “I’d say so. I haven’t come
that hard in a while.”
Leaning
down, she kissed his cheek. “That’s because you haven’t finished inside me in
that long.”
“Didn’t
realize I’ve been missing out. I can’t move a muscle.”
Delighted
to no end, Sarina snuggled him and closed her eyes. Already exhaustion came
over her from a very long day.
“Are
we going to sleep down here?” she asked before letting loose a big yawn.
“Yeah,
I don’t think I could make it upstairs if I wanted to.” He rolled over and
pulled her against his body.
“Fine
with me but don’t forget,” she reminded him, “we have to go to Rome and
Alicia’s place tomorrow for the after-Christmas Christmas party.”
He
groaned lousily. “Do we have to?”
Laughing,
she nodded. “Yes, we have to. You’re the Alpha of the pack, aren’t you?”
“Times
like this I don’t want to be.”
“I
know, baby, but you look so cute in your snowman sweaters.”
Growling,
Vane tickled her and kissed her roughly until they both calmed down.
And
that’s how she fell asleep on Christmas night.
Chapter Five
Sarina’s eyelids fluttered open. Judging by the crackle of the fireplace and the hands
roaming over her body, and the sun having yet to grace her windows, she figured
it was still deep into Christmas night. And Vane was obviously quite up and ready.
His
hands molded her breasts and his mouth engulfed her nipple to suck and pull.
“Sorry to wake you,” he grumbled against her flesh. His voice expressed that he
was clearly not sorry in the least. “Gotta get inside you, lumara. Been sitting here for an hour, driving me crazy with your
scent.”
“A
whole hour and you managed to only make me until now?” She was immensely
impressed his patience.
“Didn’t
know if I should enter you, then wake you or wake you, then enter you.”
Turning
her onto her side, Vane pressed his warm chest against her back and lifted her
left leg up and over his own. Moaning at his sensuous touch, Sarina closed her
eyes and let the pleasure come. Now it was Vane’s turn to do all the work, so
to speak.
“I
see you finally made a decision,” she replied breathlessly.
On
a groan he squeezed his hard cock inside her tight sheathe. She was still wet
and damp. Instantly nerve-ending shot awake and her breath caught.
“Yeah,
I did.” His voice was but a grunt of masculine sound.
His
thrusts were driving and thorough. His hips slapped against her cheeks making
an erotic sound to her ears. His heavy breaths panted in her ear, spurring her
on even further.
“If
you want a baby, I’m going to have to start coming in you all the time.”
That
sounded like a promise if ever she heard one. Giggling, she smiled and told him
she agreed.
“Good,
because we’re starting right now,” he told her.
He
held her hip in his hand and cradled his other arm around her body to play
sporadically with her breast, as if it was an after thought. His cock was a
tight fit, shooting like a piston in and out of her. At times his mouth would kiss
her neck or tilt her chin so he could kiss her ear. Other times he’d rub her smooth
pussy or trail his palm over her stomach or squeeze her bottom.
“Oh,
Vane,” she cried out softly.
His
heavy sac slapped against her wet pussy as his
movements grew more urgent. “Missed finishing inside you like this,” he said
darkly.
Somehow
she managed to speak over her impending orgasm, which he orchestrated himself
one-handed via her clit. “Don’t forget about that party today. Can’t sleep in,”
she panted.
“Gonna
come in you before, during, and after that party,” he promised wickedly.
Oh
my.
Moaning
behind her, Vane held her tight and rubbed her tender bud in that slow, sure
way he liked to. It took only seconds
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