He sat down with her on his lap and the mattress sank under him a lot. He growled, glaring at it. “Something is wrong with your bedding.”

“You don’t like the color?”

“It gives too much under my weight. Have I broken it?”

She smiled at him and he liked how it softened her features. “It’s designed that way. There are thick, soft pads under you.”

“You like sinking into your bed?”

His expression must have appeared humorous since she laughed. His dick hardened more at the sweet sound. All he wanted to do was tear off her clothes, order her to get on her hands and knees and fuck her from behind. Moon’s warnings kept him from doing it. He needed to take things slower and tamp down some of his passion. He bit back a growl of desire. The feel of her hands gently kneading his shoulder muscles had his lips sealing tightly together to hide his fangs.

He didn’t want any other male near Alli. Her touch was soft, vastly different than what he was accustomed to. The thought of her so close to another male wasn’t pleasant. He’d fight them if any tried to lure her away from him.

“Just don’t be surprised if a team from Security enters my house.” She grew solemn. “Don’t fight them. They are concerned for your safety.” She muttered under her breath, “Or they’ll think I kidnapped you again.” She beamed a smile at him.

“Although it would be harder to do now that you’re awake.” She glanced down between them.

He could actually feel her heated stare on his dick. It throbbed a little knowing she was looking at it. He watched her face to gauge her reaction but she didn’t seem irritated that he obviously wanted to mount her. He remembered they were talking and spoke.

“They believed I was feral.”

“You aren’t. They’ll still be worried when they realize you’re gone. I should call them, Obsidian.”

He liked her jumping to his defense. “Moon is outside,” he admitted. “He brought me to you.”

“Oh.” She was surprised when she met his gaze. “That changes things. You got permission to visit me.”

He decided to not mention that they hadn’t told anyone where they were going. Alli was on his lap, he was naked, and he wanted her. He focused on her mouth.

“Show me this kiss.”

Alli’s tongue darted out to wet her lips and he bit back another growl. It was difficult to give her patience when he just wanted her bent over in front of him. Just the thought of gripping her hips to hold her in place and entering her made him ache. She’d be wet and tight. Hot. Mine!

“Okay,” she whispered, turning a little more to face him as her hands transferred from his shoulders to cup his face.

He enjoyed the feel of her touching him so intimately. 46 had never been one to caress him.

The only face touching she’d done was when she was angry. A slap or punch hadn’t been pleasant.

His mate had been pretty vicious when her rage stirred.

“What do I do?” He refused to admit to feeling nervous but eager at the same time.

“Kiss me back. Explore. You’ll get the hang of it.”

His eyebrows rose but then Alli closed her eyes and leaned heavily against him. Her lips were incredibly soft as they brushed over his. She had closed her eyes so he did the same. It intensified the feeling when she tilted her head slightly to seal their mouths together. Her tongue slid along the seam and he opened up to her, remembering the last time she’d initiated contact that way.

She tasted of chocolate, something he’d grown to love since he’d been introduced to it. Her tongue slid over his and caused his dick to harden more. He wanted to toss her on the bed, flip her over, and yank her ass into the air just to be inside her welcoming body but kissing was important to her. He began to see the draw as he licked her back, his excitement growing when he mimicked what he’d like to do to her by delving deeper to take what she offered.

His hands tore at her shirt. Material ripped but Alli didn’t pull away. He just wanted to feel her skin, all of it, every inch. He hated anything that barred him access to any part of her body.

A snarl tore from him, muffled between their mouths, when one of his palms cupped her breast.

It was soft and pliable, the nipple instantly pebbling when his fingertips brushed it.

Arms slid around his head and Alli wiggled on his lap. She broke the kiss he was enjoying. He was afraid she’d tell him to stop but instead of just getting off his lap, she lifted up and turned to plant her knees on each side of his hips when she straddled his lap. Her hands cupped his cheeks and she kissed him again. He didn’t need instructions anymore. He dominated her with his tongue, enjoying the taste of her and the way their panted breaths mingled.

Obsidian needed her. He released her breast to grip her waist. The thin pants she wore gave easily when he dug his fingertips under the band of them and pulled. Material tore to reveal skin.

Alli stopped kissing him back and gasped but he didn’t stop. He couldn’t. He ripped the things more, shredding them enough to reach between her thighs.

She was as wet and welcoming as he imagined she’d be when his fingers traced the line of her sex. With her legs spread wide apart he had no difficulty sliding one finger inside the tight confines of her pussy. She threw her head back, breaking the connection of their mouths.

He saw the line of her neck exposed. Instinct and need struck him hard. His mouth homed in on the area just under her ear. She couldn’t see his fangs but she’d already felt them while they’d been kissing. It hadn’t frightened her and he hoped feeling them when he bit her lightly wouldn’t have an adverse effect.

Alli clawed at his back with her fingernails but it felt good. She didn’t draw blood or snarl in warning that she wanted him to stop. Her legs tensed and she moved her hips, grinding against his hand. The movement rubbed his dick against their bellies—his firm, hers soft and supple. His control threatened to snap.

The finger inside her drove in deeper to verify she was ready to take him. He withdrew it enough to coat the exterior of her opening before he pulled away completely from touching her with his hand and mouth. Alli groaned in protest as her head lowered until sexy eyes fixed on him.

“Don’t stop.”

Nothing could stop him now. She was his for the taking. He grabbed her hips, unable to even get out words. He was feeling too basic and raw with need. He just acted, his instincts overtaking all else. He lifted her and forced her hold on him to break when he spun her around. She didn’t weigh enough to make him strain. She landed on her stomach when he tossed her next to him on the bed. He slid to the floor, grabbed her and dragged her waist to the edge of the bed. One knee shoved between hers, parted them, and he looked down to grip his shaft.

Slow, he snarled at himself silently. It took every ounce of discipline when he lined up their bodies to fit instead of just driving his hips against her ass and make her take every inch of his dick. He wanted to be buried deep inside her.

She braced her hands on the bed, tossed her hair out of the way, and peered at him over her shoulder. He didn’t see fear. Confusion maybe, but she didn’t demand he release her.

He nudged the crown of his cock against her and closed his eyes when he met a little resistance. He lowered his hips a little and pushed again, his hand adjusting the angle just a tiny bit.

She took him, accepted him, but it was a tight fit.

He wanted to throw back his head and howl. She was so hot, so wet, and it felt so good. Nothing he’d ever experienced could compare to Alli.

A soft moan came from her and urged him to go deeper. It was killing him to resist pounding against her fast and furiously, the way he wanted.

His eyes opened and he stared at the curve of her ass. It was perfect. He pinned her to the bed where he had her bent and rocked back and forth, giving her more of himself with each thrust.