Connie’s mouth on his was like nothing he could’ve imagined. It was magical, erotic, and he thought he’d died and gone to heaven when she opened and he slid his tongue inside to tangle with hers. He swallowed her sweet moans as he slid a hand through her silky tresses, holding her tight against him as desire spread throughout his entire body in waves so strong his breath became labored and he thought his heart would break free from his chest.
Connie’s soft moans filled his ears, her fingers working their way under his clothes and trailing over his skin and causing him to groan into her mouth. “I think we should move this to the bedroom, my love.”
“Yes,” she purred, licking along his lips. “That sounds good.”
He picked her up, cradling her tiny form against his chest and strode quickly to his room, noticing night had fallen and it was now dark. His enhanced eyesight seeing clearly as he placed her on her feet beside his massive hand-carved bed, dropping to his knees before her. “You’re so small, fragile . . . I’m scared I’ll break you,” he whispered in the darkness as he unclasped her jeans, slipping them down her thighs slowly.
Connie’s hands slid into his hair, tangling in his shaggy locks. “I’m anything but fragile. I promise you won’t break me.”
She gasped as his head fell forward, his nose inhaling her glorious scent before his tongue darted out to tease her clit, his hands running upwards to lift her shirt so he could feel her soft breasts. Pushing beneath her bra, his fingers pursued her nipples, latching on and twisting them into taut buds as she thrust herself forward, groaning in pleasure.
“Rocky, oh dear goddess, that’s so good.” She moaned louder, her hands grabbing harder to his head when his mouth covered her mound and suckled hard, her juices flowing down his throat and tasting like nectar.
“Damn, Connie,” he mumbled against her. “You taste so fine, baby.”
“My legs . . .” she cried out.
He felt them tremble, shake, and pushed her back, gently, until she fell onto the bed. “I’ve got you, Connie, I’ve got you.” He rose, lifting her and moving her up the mattress until she was comfortable with her head on his pillow, her desire filled eyes gazing up at him. “Let’s get you fully undressed.” He smiled down at her.
“I’m at a disadvantage.” She quirked her brow, her fingers tugging at his clothes. “You get rid of yours and I’ll deal with mine.”
She pushed him away playfully, quickly removing the remainder of her clothes before lying back to watch him. Her eyes trailed his body as he threw his t-shirt away, her pupils dilating even more as he revealed his deeply cut, muscled chest. When his belt unbuckled, his jeans unzipped and he began to slide his jeans down, his rock hard cock sprang free . . . and Connie let out a soft moan. “You all right?” he asked as her eyes locked onto his groin.
“Hmm? What?” she asked, although her eyes remained south of his.
His pants dropped to the floor, kicking off his boots, he stepped out of his jeans and stepped toward the bed. “I asked . . . are you all right?”
This time she looked up, her face flushed scarlet. “I’m good . . . I’m just trying to figure out how that’s gonna fit inside me.”
“It’ll fit just fine,” he tried to calm her as he wondered the same thing. She was miniscule compared to him.
He was six and a half feet tall and he was large . . . in all departments, and she was so small that he worried he’d hurt her and that was the last thing on earth he wanted to do. She reached for him as he slid next to her. Her eyes glinting cheekily. “You can take it nice ‘n slow, big guy . . . just the way I like it.”
“I’ll do just that, darling.” He slid between her thighs, feeling like a damn giant as he towered over her briefly before dipping his head to cover her mouth with a searing kiss full of the pent-up desire he’d been holding inside all day.
It was rough, hard, and took his breath away because Connie returned it with the same fervor . . . her nails raking across his shoulders, her teeth nipping his lip and drawing blood as a growl tore free from her throat and tumbled down his. It was gloriously sexy and not what he’d expected. His little She-Wolf was wild as she writhed beneath him, her legs hooking behind his ass and urging him toward her . . . but he held back. Holding his weight on one arm he slid his other hand between them, teasing her clit mercilessly with his fingers as their lips continued their erotic dance.
Connie inhaled sharply, her eyes popping open and locking with his . . . he’d never closed his, watching her face the entire time and savoring her reactions. “You like that?” he asked as he broke their kiss.
“Yes!” she hissed, licking her lips. “Don’t stop.”
“I don’t plan on stopping, baby.” He flicked her harder with his thumb as he slid a finger inside her wet channel. “I want you to come for me, Connie.”
He thrust his finger inside, adding a second as she rose higher, then a third to widen her in preparation for his cock . . . he didn’t want to hurt her when he finally took her and he wanted her ready for him. He was desperate to feel her around him, be inside his mate, have her screaming his name as he came deep within her . . . but he would never, not ever hurt her. He’d die first.
Connie’s eyes grew wider, her hands reached up to tangle in his hair as she nodded. “I’m near . . . oh shit, Rocky!”
He felt her walls tighten around his fingers, her legs quivering and shaking, her eyes glassing over as she screamed his name as she tipped over the edge into the ecstasy of her orgasm . . . she was so fucking beautiful to watch. Rocky’s breath hitched as he took in her splendor, the magnificence that the effect of the orgasm had on her body. Her face flushed, her body glistened with beads of sweat and continued to shudder for several moments as she clung to him tightly, murmuring his name softly. She was beyond gorgeous . . . he had no words to describe how she looked as she lay beneath him. No words to describe how he felt for her. The depth of his love was so great that it scared the hell out of him and he knew, without a shadow of doubt, he’d do anything to make her happy, and he’d die to protect her.
“Oh fuck, Rocky, that was . . . like nothing I’ve ever felt before. It was amazing,” Connie finally said, a shy smile on her face. “I’ve heard others it’s different when you meet your mate, but I have to be honest . . . I didn’t believe it. But damn they were right.”
He leaned down, kissing the side of her mouth. “We’re just getting started . . . but we can’t mate properly tonight, Connie. I’ve got the shop to run this week . . . with Jilly being on holiday I’ve nobody to take over. We can mark each other tonight but the full mating will need to wait until the weekend . . . is that all right?”
He waited with bated breath. Although he was desperate to mate right that very moment he had responsibilities and with nobody to run his Heavenly Scents until Jilly was back, together with the large order to do for dang Theron, his hands were tied. He hoped she’d understand, he prayed she wouldn’t be upset or angry.
Connie looked up, her eyes softening and one of her tiny hands coming around to trail a finger down the side of his face. “As long as I have your mark, I’ll be happy, Rocky. I’m aware that when we mate that we’ll be indisposed for a few days and you have your business to run, so yeah, I’m happy to wait until Jilly’s back and can take over.”
Rocky let out a long breath, one he wasn’t aware he’d been holding until she’d answered, and also gave her a wide smile. “Thank you! For understanding and being cool with it, sweetheart. I promise I’ll make it up to you for waiting and until then . . . you can stay here with me. That’s if you want to?”
She giggled up at him, nodding vigorously. “I’d like that.”
“Now . . . can we get back to where we left things? I’m desperate to mark you and . . .”
He didn’t get a chance to say anything else as she grabbed his hair, pulling his head down to cover his mouth with her soft, sweet, and luscious lips in a kiss that left him breathless and with no doubt as to what was on her mind . . . the same as was in his.