Primal Instincts_ Volume 2(47)
Author: Nicole Edwards
I gave her more, plunging my fingers in deeper, fucking her harder.
“Creed ... oh, God!” She put a hand over her mouth to stifle the cry that escaped as her pussy contracted.
“I’ve wanted you since the first moment I saw you, Journey. Each passing minute has been hell. But this…” I screwed my fingers in deep, curling them along the inner wall, seeking that cluster of tissue that would undo her. “This is only the beginning. I can give you everything you’ve ever dreamed of … and I will … but at my pace, not yours.”
I teased her G spot, loving how she whimpered, her breaths sawing in and out of her lungs as her inner muscles clutched at my fingers.
“Creed … please…”
“Please, what, hellcat? Tell me what you need.”
“Make me come.”
My fingers stopped moving.
She sucked in a sharp breath.
“Ask nicely,” I growled. “You don’t give commands, kitten. You take them.”
“Please…”
I didn’t encourage her, nor did I move the fingers buried inside her.
“Creed…” Her eyes darted back and forth over mine. “If it pleases you, Creed, make me come.”
Ah, fuck. The beast snapped his chains, and I fingered her roughly, fucking into her as she panted and moaned, her eyes still locked firmly on mine.
I stared deep into those bottomless blue eyes, watching, seeking. I wanted her complete surrender, and there was nothing I wouldn’t do to get it.
Her hips bucked as I finger-fucked her at the same time I tightened my grip on her hair, adding a hint of pain to her pleasure. It was then that I saw it, the recognition in her eyes. She might not know everything about me, but she sensed we had a connection because that was what happened when an alpha found his mate. And there was no doubt in my mind that I’d found mine.
“Creed!”
Journey’s entire body went rigid, her pussy contracting around my fingers as she came so beautifully. I slowed my pace to ease her through the orgasm as I watched her face. I didn’t withdraw my fingers until she relaxed, her eyes drifting shut, her chest rising and falling rapidly, although the intensity had passed.
I was tempted to lick my fingers clean, but if I did, there’d be no coming back from that. One taste of her would be more temptation than I could resist, so I placed my fingers against her lips instead.
“Open your mouth.”
She did without hesitation, her gaze returning to my face as she sucked my fingers inside. She bathed them with her tongue, drawing a ragged groan from my chest. I could imagine how fucking sweet her mouth would be wrapped around my cock. It was all I could do to drag air in and out of my lungs. It took effort, but I pulled my fingers from between her lips and leaned back in my seat.
“You’ve woken the beast, hellcat.”
“Promise?”
I cut my eyes to her face, finding her smiling at me as though she’d won this round. In a way, she had. She got me to give in to temptation when I was hell-bent on refraining.
There were things I wanted to tell her, though I knew none were appropriate for a conversation this early in our relationship. Instead of revealing truths and promises that were better left unsaid, I kissed her. The moment my tongue grazed her lower lip, I tasted the sweet remnants of her pussy. I growled low in my throat, kissing her until I was dangerously close to changing the plans and taking her back to my bed, where I could explore every inch of her with my tongue.
She was a temptation I’d never encountered before. I wouldn’t be able to resist her for long. Certainly not after this, which meant I had to slow down this bullet train or risk derailing it.
It took tremendous control to turn on the car and pull out of the parking lot, but I managed.
Barely.
An hour later, after I’d dropped Journey at her parents’ house, thoroughly kissed her goodnight, and promised to have her car delivered to her first thing in the morning, I made it to the house. As I pulled through the security gate at the driveway, I noticed not one, not two, but three vehicles parked out front.
I pulled into the garage and waited as the door closed. I glanced at the row of exotic cars and motorcycles that filled the space. We didn’t have bays like some residential garages because ours was more of a showroom where we stored those we didn’t drive often. Two actually belonged to Hawk, and one to Nick. Each one was lit by spotlights above, highlighting them like art. There was no bare concrete for this collection. Not that I gave a shit, really, but apparently, my net worth didn’t allow for it.
I reached the main living room and heard a conversation taking place upstairs. It paused briefly, and I suspected they realized I was home.
“Ain’t it too early for your date to be over?” Nick called from the second-floor game room. “Come on up here, bro. Tell us your woes.”
I shook my head and rolled my eyes. Why the man would think my date with Journey would go south after they left, I didn’t know.
I detoured through the kitchen, grabbed a beer from the refrigerator, then headed upstairs to find Nick pulling his darts from the board. The automated glass walls that separated the indoor living space from the outdoor one were open, offering a view of the Sunset Strip below. I bought the house for the view mostly. There was no denying that standing out there and looking down on the city made a man feel powerful.
“Wanna play?” Nick asked.
“No.” I dropped into one of the oversized recliners to watch. “Who’s winning?”
“Who do you think?” Nick grumbled.
Garrison pointed both thumbs at himself but didn’t meet my gaze.
“How’d it go?” Nick prompted. “The date with the smokeshow?”
“Smokeshow?” Garrison cocked an eyebrow. “Seriously?”
“Hey, Hawk came up with that one. I’m just repeating it.”
Wondering why Hawk didn’t weigh in with his comments, I looked around for him. He was sitting in one of the chairs on the far side of the room, his intense gaze locked on me. Based on the narrowed eyes, he was attempting to decipher whether my night ended with Journey naked beneath me. I damn sure wouldn’t have been there if it had, but it was more entertaining to let him wonder.