Chapter Ten
Beast rose from the bed and walked over to the dresser. When he returned, Miracle tilted her head to see he held a bottle of lotion. He poured some in a large palm, set the bottle on the bedside table, and met her eyes.
“On your stomach.”
“Mmm, yes sir.” Miracle shifted to her back as he ordered.
When she did, he surprised her with a back rub, one that turned her to putty. A few places on her body were still tender as a result of her captivity. Each time Beast’s strong fingers hit one of those spots she grunted. Beast, this large man who made his living busting through doors, placed tender kisses on her injured flesh. Other than that, she relaxed. Beast knew what he was doing—rubbing and kneading and—Miracle whimpered.
“Roll over for me.”
Miracle didn’t argue, even if she wanted to. Instead, she did as he asked, while he poured more lotion in his palm and rubbed them together. When he touched her again, Beast started from her neck with both hands then spread his palms moving around her breasts and down to her sides. He focused on her breasts, stomach, thighs, down to her feet. His thumbs dug into the soles, making her moan. When he finally made his way back up, it was to spread her open and moved his body between her legs.
Weak and yearning, Miracle pushed to her elbows and watch him. She held her breath, heart racing. He kissed at her stomach, circling the flesh with his tongue as he moved lower and lower. She held her breath until the tip of his tongue found her intimately.
“Mmm.”
Beast clung to her thighs, held her in place and teased her with this tongue, sliding it up and down before pulling her tender bud into his mouth. She flopped to the pillows, while holding the back of his head to grind upward onto his tongue.
“You’re so good at that,” Miracle panted, sliding her hands up her body, over her breasts then digging her fingers in her hair. He feasted on her until Miracle thought she would lose her mind. Though she managed to hold off her orgasm by breathing hard, Beast didn’t want her to do that. He reached up with both hands, cupped her breasts and tweaked her nipples. The floodgates burst open, and she screamed her release.
Beast held unto her as she bucked, caressing her, twisting her nipples and licking at her. When she sighed dreamily, Beast rose up her body to her breasts. By the time he gave both the same attention, Miracle was hot and panting again. He knew what to do to make her react to him, to make her body burn.
“Beast, I’ve been patient,” Miracle whispered. “You’re driving me crazy.”
“Tell me what you want.”
“You.”
He smiled down at her. “Be more specific.”
She whimpered, wrapped her arms about his neck and pulled his body down against her own. She kissed his shoulder, dragged her lips up his neck before catching his earlobe in her teeth.
Beast growled.
“I want you.” She licked it. “All of you.”
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Beast loved the sound of that. Ever since he was old enough to know what love was, he wanted a woman to need him and look at him the way Miracle did. The softness of her voice, the sharp bite of her teeth at his lobe, the smell of her body—all of it mingled together to drive him crazy. Removing his towel, he tossed it over his shoulder and leaned to the side to get a condom from his bedside table. While he did that, he could feel Miracle’s hands on his body. She stroked his thighs, his abs, his arousal. It took him a while longer to get the condom—he just couldn’t get his mind wrapped around it so he could pick the damn thing up. Having her hands on him was the best aphrodisiac in the world.
Then the head of his hardness was enclosed in something tight and wet. He jerked around to see she had moved to her knees and had taken him into her mouth. Beast scooped a handful of condom packets and dumped them on the bed.
“Fleur!” He growled. “You don’t have...baby.”
“You were saying?” She asked him. “Now just enjoy.”
Beast met her eyes as she went down on him again. That was the sexiest thing a woman had ever done to him. She played him like a finely tuned guitar, using her fingers to flow over his abs then dragged her palms down his body to sink her nails into his thighs. He gripped her shoulders and eased her away from him. Miracle was panting, her eyes wild and all he could do was kiss her. He plunged his tongue into her heat, searched and found her tongue. Delirious, Beast wrapped his arm around her and flipped her to her back. He then picked up a condom and handed it over.
She rose to her knees, ripped the pack open with her teeth then pushed the condom between her supple lips. Beast wanted to kiss her again, to feel her mouth on his, to suck her tongue into his—
Miracle bowed forward and used her mouth to slide the condom unto him. Beast held his breath. When he’d first met her he never thought she was this naughty. It wasn’t a thing he wanted to change. In fact, he was looking forward to doing this again. He placed her on her back once more and took a position between her thighs.
“This is your last chance to run,” Beast said. The moment the words were out his mouth, he knew he’d die if she backed out.
Miracle looked up at him, reached down, gripped him and pulled the head of his hardness to her entrance. Meeting his gaze, she wiggled her body down until he was halfway into her. Her eyes crossed and that was enough for Beast to give in. He leaned forward, braced himself with both fists on either side of her body. Rooting his knees, he slammed his hips forward.
“Alric!” Miracle screamed.
He took pleasure in that. Miracle was the only woman to make him shiver. “Scream my name again.”
“Mmhmm...” She gyrated against him, meeting each of Beasts thrusts.
She climaxed for him once, twice, three times. He turned her over so she was on her hands and knees then took her again. Each time he pushed into her, her ass jiggled beautifully for him, pushing him into a trance, he didn’t think he’d ever want to escape.
The next orgasm that surged through her, got him. He clutched her hips, pushed as deeply into her as he could then helplessly, breathlessly, gave in to the pleasures her body bestowed. For the first time ever, Beast shook violently because of a woman’s body. He growled his release for her. “Miracle,” he whispered just before slumping to the bed beside her.
Miracle laughed softly and kissed his shoulder. He lifted a weak arm and she eased into his side. Beast smiled. “Miracle...I can never let you go. Please don’t take this the wrong way but—” Beast paused a moment to catch his breath. “You’re mine.”
She blinked at him. “Only if you’re mine. I’ve been through some shitty relationships and they all ended in cheating. I can’t go through that again.”
He kissed her forehead. “You never have to worry about that,” Beast said.
“The last man I was with wanted me to lose weight...”
Beast quirked a brow. “Baby, you only lose weight if you want to or if it’s affecting your health. I’m happy with your curves, and that ass...”
“Behave yourself!” She smacked him playfully.
“I could.” Beast rolled over her, and kissed one of her nipples then the other. He watched as goose-bumps dotted her skin. “But the question is, do you really want me to?”
Miracle caught her bottom lip between her teeth and grabbed his ass cheeks. “Not on your life.”
“Okay, Fleur. Let’s have some fun.”