And at that, his lips crashed over hers, and waves of emotion crested through her with radiant, steadying clarity. She parted her lips, and Beck’s tongue slid over hers, twisting and flicking until she was groaning against his mouth for more. More of him, everywhere.
There would never be enough Beck in her life. Not now. Not ever.
For several moments, he just worked across the inside of her mouth with utter precision. And when he pulled away to place rough, eager kisses along her neck, Sierra’s whole body started to heat with want.
After tonight, she’d be Beck’s mate.
Nothing could ever sound more wonderful than that.
Beck, who’d started slow and romantic, emanated a low growl as his hands found her sides, kneading the sensitive skin on her hips, and hiked her shirt up so he could tease her exposed breasts.
Sierra was grateful she hadn’t put on a bra after showering because his hands were everything as they squeezed her with just the right amount of pressure, his thumbs pressing into the centers. Arousal like tiny bolts of lightning went up and down her back as he traced little circles with the rough pads of his fingers before lightly tweaking the aching peaks hard enough to make Sierra moan loudly with arousal.
Beck was probably the fiercest protector in the whole state. But when it came to the bedroom, he was an even fiercer lover.
He put a hand on the small of her back, pulling her off the bed slightly and bringing her chest directly toward his mouth, where he licked and sucked until she was begging for more. Then he laid her down, slipped her sleep shirt over her head, and hooked a finger on both sides of the waistband of her yoga pants and pulled them down past her legs, along with her underwear.
She tugged at his shirt, and he obliged by taking it off before he spread her legs and looked down at her already wet center. He grinned, then licked his lips as he lowered himself to her sex.
Sierra almost came the moment his tongue slid over her clit, hips bucking against him the arousal was so strong. But he just placed soft kisses on the insides of her thighs, giving her a moment to relax before he went all out with his dominant, possessive pleasuring.
“So hot,” she said, looking down to see Beck’s face between her legs as the tension in her skyrocketed.
“So fucking hot,” he said between licks, and the sight of his silver eyes looking up at her as he stimulated her relentlessly was too much to bear.
With a scream, she came, every nerve in her body exploding with release. Her hands gripped the sheets at her sides, tugging and pulling like she was holding on to a life raft, not her bed, as pleasure crashed through her.
Beck let her ease back onto the bed as she relaxed before going at her wet slit again with ravenous intensity.
In even less time than before, she was coming again, harder and faster as even the sound of his tongue covering her center was starting to become erotic to her eardrums.
By the time Beck seemed satisfied with what he’d done, Sierra was gasping for breath, writhing against the bed in a haze, someplace between having just orgasmed and already on her way to the next one.
But as much as being pleasured senseless by her Beck was a ride she never wanted to get off of, she ached to see him lose control as well. See him caught up in the throes of release as he filled and overwhelmed her everywhere.
Beck sent her a wicked smile that she felt all the way in the tips of her fingers, and he stepped off the bed and pulled off the rest of his clothes.
Every time she’d seen him like this the past week, naked and strong and rippling with muscle from end to end, she wanted to take a mental picture just for herself so she could keep it with her forever.
But now, knowing that they’d have forever together, she supposed that wouldn’t be necessary anymore.
He knelt on the bed, positioning himself between her legs, which were still buzzing from the last release.
“I promise to always treasure you, Sierra. Protect you. Love you,” Beck said, leaning over her, surrounding her everywhere with his bulk.
“As long as I have you, I’ll be the happiest woman alive.” The heat from his body, the anticipation of his thickness teasing her entrance, was almost too much to handle.
Then, with one smooth motion, he thrust inside her, the wet friction of their bodies colliding like this more pleasurable than anything else she’d experienced before. It was even better with nothing between them, his velvety skin gliding easily even as his hardness filled her to nearly overflowing.
Sierra moaned as Beck began to move, going into the perfect rhythm to cause sparks of pleasure shooting all down her legs and up her back with each movement. And as she dug her nails into his skin, Beck just grinned down at her while Sierra’s whole body rocked against the bed as he pushed their hips together.
From the way Beck’s expression tightened each time they met, and from the way she could see the muscles in his arms bulge, she wasn’t the only one looking lost in this haze of want and pleasure and unity.
And as she got closer, she could feel something almost magical in the air around her. Like a thick, imaginary blanket settling over her senses, comforting and reassuring, even as a wildfire of near-release licked at her insides like a bonfire.
Then Beck was going quicker, pushing inside her and taking them both toward their climax. Sierra’s whole body seemed to coil around him like a spring, legs wrapped around his back, hands gripping his big shoulders while they skirted the edge of oblivion.
And for a split second, when she looked up, she could swear she saw Beck’s eyes turn to bright silver and gray slits, like his dragon’s had looked. But it was gone before she could even get a second look, and the feel of his thick cock as it stroked past her G-spot again and again was more than enough distraction to permit her even a moment longer to think about it.
With one last pump, Sierra finally came, body tightening all the pent-up arousal as if into a white-hot ball of energy deep in her core before exploding outward.
Beck came with her immediately afterward, his thick length pulsing inside as he grunted and pulled himself tight to Sierra, holding her like she was the most precious thing in the world, as he always did in these hot, unforgettable moments of sweat and love.
Pounding, powerful waves of pleasure continued to sweep over her for long, drawn-out seconds as her release slowly abated. And when her vision finally cleared, she saw only Beck looking down at her with such love it could make her cry with happiness.
Instead, she leaned up a little to kiss his cheek, and Beck answered by claiming her mouth in a kiss sweeter than candy and more devoted than the earth’s movement through the cosmos.
And when he finally pulled away from the kiss, she knew deep in her heart that they were one. Mated. Her heart joined to his and his to hers.
They enjoyed the moment together, happy and relaxed even as the events from what felt like the longest day in her entire life slowly unwound in the back of her mind, leaving her exhausted but satisfied that it all worked out.
Beck placed a little kiss on her cheek, then went to the bathroom to clean up before lying on the bed next to her. His huge bulk made the bed bend beneath him, trapping her in the pull of him as he wrapped his arms around her and held her close.
“Mine. Mine. I’ll never get tired of sayin’ it,” he growled playfully into her ear, making Sierra giggle.
“You’re mine too. Don’t you forget it.”