Denied by Destiny Trapped in the Shadows of the Mate Bond novel Chapter 302

His lips are at my entrance before I know what he is doing, his lips sucking on my small bud as his fingers probe my lower core, separating my lips to gain better access.

My hands roughly pull at his hair as I try my best to keep my moans of arousal hushed. I even place a pillow over my face to help cover out the sounds I make as he pumps in and out of me before his tongue takes over, its warm soft wetness pushing deeply inside of me.

I’m already too close, I was primed for him before even entering the room. He was all I thought about and I know this arrangement will leave me broken-hearted, yearning for him. But I’ll have to worry about that later, when the time comes. All I could do was enjoy the thrills of his touch now.

“Knox..” I cry out as my stomach muscles start to contract.

“What do you want Red?”

“Say my name…my real name.”

“Josie..” He huskily calls out my name before he leaves his command hanging over me.

“Come for me, Josie.” My body unravels under his control, under his expert hands as I give in to that call to satisfy him, that call to satisfy myself.

“That was…” I pant out, my hands covering my eyes as my vision starts to become unfocused.

“I’m not done with you yet, that was just a little warm up. I hope you didn’t expect to sleep tonight?” His eyes are possessed, drunk, with desire as he stands up to remove his own shorts, his manhood standing to attention as he lets me take him all in.

Oh goddess, he was the epitome of a god himself. Each muscle ripped, he doesn’t waste even one of them as his body is like defender of a world unknown to me.

I feel his release spill into me, his hot sweet nectar shooting into me as my walls clamp down at the sensation, a guttural moan escaping me as he places a hand over my mouth to muffle the noise.

His body collapses on top of me, our panting lungs trying to regain a steady even rhythm. My mind was blown, I had never had such a mind shattering orgasm as that, even his hands now that grip at my hips leave the gentle soft kiss of tingles.

I should leave, I don’t want to, but we had just agreed that this was sex only. Me staying here would give the impression that I wanted more, which I promised him I didn’t.

I didn’t want to sleep tonight, I wanted more. But wouldn’t it be better for me to leave now, to make it look like I was in control?

I place a gentle kiss on the side of his head before moving from under him, grabbing my vest and shorts and putting them back on without looking back at him.