Chapter Seven
Xander
Xander sensed more than spotted when Frost lost consciousness, and immediately crawled up to lay by her side. He cradled her head on his chest and blew out a relieved sigh when he felt her hot, staggered breaths brush over his sensitized skin. But his cock, at that most inopportune moment, jumped as Frost moved against him, her skin warm and her scent calling to him like nothing ever had.
When he woke earlier, he could’ve sworn he was dreaming as he watched Frost kiss down his neck, and then his chest, taking one of his nipples into her sweet mouth. He shook off the last remnants of sleep and his eyes widened comically as he watched her kiss down his body. Her soft hair brushed a trail of heat against his skin that had him jump against her stomach.
He hadn’t wanted to pressure her by moving their relationship into an area that she might not be comfortable with, and tried to keep his hands to himself, but his Frost was pure temptation. With every brush of her lips and the touch of her hand on his skin, and he wanted to carry her upstairs and love her until they were too sore to move. It was as close to torture as he’d ever experienced. But when she paused at his hips and her blue-green eyes flashed at him, he realized how much he’d been craving her touch.
Soon, the trail her mouth had taken had pushed him straight to the edge. It was pure heaven when she wrapped her mouth around his cock, and he found it sexy as hell that she had taken him deep in her mouth without any hesitation. But he would embarrass himself before they even started if she continued.
When she landed gently on the bed, he knew that he needed to taste her and the desire roared through his veins. It was sexy as hell that she trusted him as he settled between her thighs. Her reactions to his touch pushed him to explore her further, until the rush of her orgasm had her pass out from the pleasure.
Pulled from his thoughts when she moaned against his chest, he pulled back and couldn’t help the concern he felt for her. She had been out for a good five minutes, and all he used was his tongue and lips. And, okay, his fingers, too. But there was a smile of satisfaction on her face as she opened her hand on his chest and roamed every inch of skin she could touch. Soon, touching wasn’t enough, and she crawled on his lap.
When her wetness brushed against his cock, he stifled a moan and threw his head back on the pillow. Nothing had ever felt so good in his life.
“I want to hear you, Xander. I want to know that I’m making you scream with pleasure.”
She lifted herself off him before she pressed her hips forward, brushing her lips against his cock and covering him with her wetness that he’d tasted only minutes before. She sat back, placing herself farther out of his reach, and he fisted his hands by his side so he couldn’t reach for her and pull her on top of him.
He let out a choked sob when she reached for the base of his cock and squeezed. A moan tore out of him when she used her come to easily slide her hand up and down his length, using the perfect amount of pressure in order to drive him out of his mind.
“Please, sweetheart. I need—”
With quick, sure movements, she raised herself on her knees and before he could finish his plea, she sank down onto his cock. He flinched slightly when he could feel her muscles as they clamped down on the head of his cock. It was too tight, too warm, too pleasurable, too everything. And he groaned when he realized it was only the beginning. He thought that he would hurt her if he made any movements, so he held his hips still and allowed her to set her own pace and take her own pleasure.
“Touch me, Xander.”
His hands clamped around her hips, loving the soft skin underneath the rough skin of his fingers and palms, and she moaned when he squeezed. He couldn’t help but run one hand up the soft skin of her stomach, until they were close to her beautifully rounded breasts. Using his forefinger and thumb, he added a slight pressure to her nipple and was rewarded with a low and dirty moan.
She sank down slowly onto his cock, never showing any signs of discomfort. He hadn’t realized that curses left his lips until she paused and smiled down at him.
“I’m trying to fuck you.”
She bent down and kissed him. The movement pressed him deeper inside her as she moved closer, and he felt surrounded by her tight, warm heat. He breathed deep, loving her scent that surrounded him.
“Xander,” she breathed.
His name on her lips had a groan emerging from his throat and he darted up to thread his fingers through her hair as he captured her lips in a searing kiss. He loved when she moaned into his mouth and wrapped her arms around his shoulders. Her hips drove forward, small movements that sent tremors of bliss throughout his body, as she searched for friction.
He released her lips and lay back down. His thumb reached toward her clit and rubbed circles around the sensitive area, until she clamped down on him and moaned.
“Take what you want from me, sweetheart.”
She lifted her hips a fraction, hissing at the sensations, before driving back down onto him. She tried a couple more times, but she shivered as the sensations overwhelmed her. Her chest was flushed, along with her beautiful face. “I don’t know how.”
“You’ve…never, before?”
She shook her head, her hands pressed against his chest as she squeezed him.
“I never found myself attracted to anyone, until you, so I didn’t care to gain any knowledge with someone else. Remember, I’m awkward around people.”
He kissed her hard and flipped her onto her back, never removing himself from deep inside her. He deepened the kiss, and shivered as he drew another moan from her. His chest swelled with pride whenever she reacted to his touch. When they broke the kiss, she gasped for breath as he buried his face into her neck, loving her scent and the salty taste as he pressed his lips to her skin.
“Show me.”
The small plea made his heart ache and at that moment, he wanted her to remember every touch, caress, and pleasurable sensation that he could give her. With one hand on her hip and the other pressed against the pillow near her head, he pulled back until the head of his cock was seated just inside her and angled her hips before he thrust deep inside.
“Oh, oh. More, please. Xander. More.”
He moved his hips forward, changing the angle and the speed of his thrusts, finding what Frost needed from him. Each stroke set her afire, her moans almost unraveling him and soon, her movements matched his. She thrust her hips up to meet his, driving him even deeper inside her. She squeezed him each time he moved back, as if she wanted to keep him inside her for as long as possible. With her hands roaming over his chest and back, a growl rumbled through him and continued as she cupped his ass and drove him harder against her.
He moved his mouth down her neck, lightly biting her collarbone, but staving off the need to claim her. He needed time to fully explain what claiming meant to him, and what it would mean for her. She moaned and angled her neck toward him, but he continued his exploration until he reached one of her pebbled nipples and drew it into his mouth. He swirled his tongue around her several times, savoring her taste, before sucking the bud deep in his mouth and moaned against her skin. Soon, he moved to the other, not wanting to neglect any part of her body that would add to her pleasure.
Sensations melded together, overwhelming both of them, and soon he could feel the tingle in his spine that signaled his impending release. But he wanted her pleasure first, so he reached down and rubbed his thumb along her clit.
She moaned and gripped his shoulders, anchoring herself to him as she moaned his name.
He forced open his eyes, wanting to see her flushed skin and her reactions this close to their orgasms, but it took him by surprise when her skin, all over her body, glowed.
He increased his thrusts, feeling close to the edge and slowly losing control. When she blinked up at him, she gasped as she caught the glow on her forearm, her hands gripping Xander tightly.
“What?” She met his gaze.
But before he could answer her, even if he could explain it to himself, pleasure surged through his entire body as she clenched down on his cock. He felt the flood of her wet heat as it covered his cock and he lost all control. With her name on his lips, repeating it over and over again, he drove in once, and then again, before he pressed himself deep inside and released. A roar ripped through his throat and his cock continued to pulse for long minutes.
When he could focus past his pleasure, he pulled her close and noticed that the glow that had been so prominent before was now slowly fading. He pressed kisses on her forehead, cheeks, and lips as he stroked her hip as they came down from their high. She shivered as their bodies slowly cooled, and he rolled to his side and gathered her close before he reached for the comforter, pulling it over them, and smiled against her hair when she snuggled closer.
“You’re mine now, sweetheart. I won’t ever be able to let you go.”
She kissed his chest. “I don’t want to be apart from you. I’m so glad that you found me.”
Xander kissed her gently, unable to stay away from her.
“When did I stop glowing?”
“Not too long ago. We should sleep for a few more hours, before Ghost orders us back to our search. He wants me to find the money trail between Nightfall and the government.”
She nodded, and her soft hair brushed against his hot skin. He squeezed her, enjoying her being in his arms, and before long, he heard her breathing slow as she settled into sleep.
His arm tightened when he realized how happy she made him. She had told him that she felt the same way, and she wasn’t afraid to express it. He felt guilty for not claiming her. He wanted her to make the decision on her future with all the details he could provide. Although he loved that she dove into everything with abandon, forever was a long time and she needed to make an informed decision, or he would always feel as if he pushed her into being his mate.
And soon, he would explain everything, before he would find those who truly threatened her and his family, and he would destroy them.
With one last press of his lips to her forehead, he closed his eyes and listened to her breathing until he was pulled into sleep.