“Your wish is my command,” he rumbled as he slowly withdrew, only to slam back inside me. “Especially when you want me to fuck you. I could stay in this bed for weeks with your tight pussy squeezing the hell out of my dick, the scent of your desire filling my lungs, and the sound of your cries ringing in my ears.”
He circled his hips and made me gasp, “Holy crap, that feels good.”
“I can do better,” he promised, licking over the mating mark on my shoulder.
I felt the touch of his tongue all the way in my core as though there was a string connecting the two places on my body. I tilted my head to the side and panted, “Please.”
He fucked me slow and deep, his cock dragging against my pussy walls with each thrust of his hips. I gasped with pleasure each time he filled me and whimpered in need when he pulled out. He tangled his hand around his fist, staring into my eyes as he pumped in and out of me. “You’re close. I can feel it.”
“Uh-huh,” I whimpered as he kissed down my jawline.
His lips continued along my neck, stroking my sensitive skin all the way to my mating mark.
“Yes!” I screamed as I flew over the edge, my pussy clamping down tightly around his hard length. He thrust hard and anchored himself deep, his cock jerking as streams of his come filled me to overflowing.
As I collapsed against the mattress, there was a pounding on the front door, making me groan in frustration. “I hope it doesn’t become a habit for people to interrupt us like this.”
“At least we were already done both times.” He stroked his hand down my spine and patted my butt before rolling off the mattress to pull on his sweatpants.
“And it’s the front door instead of the bedroom,” I added, trying to look at the bright side as he tossed my clothes at me.
“I’m coming!” he roared when the person banged on the front door again.
“Not without a shirt,” I muttered as he headed toward the hallway, eyeing up his muscular chest.
He changed direction and grabbed his sweatshirt off the floor, flashing me a sexy grin before he slipped it on. I dashed into the bathroom while he went downstairs, needing to at least attempt to clean up a bit before I put clothes on. It was a good thing I did it quickly because I recognized the voice yelling at Zeke.
“Where is Allegra? She missed both of her classes today, and I haven’t heard from her since last night,” Larissa shouted. “I don’t care that you’re the sheriff around here, if you’ve hurt her in any way, I’m going to make you pay.”
“I’m okay,” I cried as I tossed on the pants and top before hurrying out of the bedroom. Larissa’s gaze was aimed my way when I reached the top of the stairs, and I saw the relief fill her blue eyes when she spotted me. She stepped around Zeke as I rushed down to her, apologizing. “I’m so sorry I disappeared all day. I don’t even know where I left my phone.”
“It’s in my office.” Zeke moved to my side, wrapping his arm around my back and pulling me close. “I noticed your battery was low after you fell asleep last night. Since we have the same model, I plugged it in to recharge in case you needed it later.”
“If you were trying to be helpful, you should’ve set an alarm so she wouldn’t have skipped the entire day and worried her friends.” Larissa’s gaze softened when she switched her attention to me. “It was a good thing your location is shared with me on our phones, or else I wouldn’t have had any idea how to find you.”
“I didn’t mean to scare you.” Gesturing at Zeke with my free hand, I added, “I just lost track of time.”
“Yeah, I can tell,” she snorted as she pointed at my messy hair. “But you’re going to need to figure out how to juggle having a guy and school, or else your grades will plummet and then your mom will be all up in your business even more than usual.”
“You know getting a degree has never been important to me. I enrolled in college more because of you and Calliope than anything else,” I reminded her.
“Yeah, but you can’t just drop out before the end of the semester,” she argued, crossing her arms over her chest in a gesture I was familiar with. She wasn’t going to let this go until she was satisfied with my answers.
“There’s only three weeks to go, so of course I’m not going to drop out,” I assured her with a smile.
Zeke gave me a comforting squeeze. “The campus is only a ten-minute drive, and my job is flexible. I’ll make sure she doesn’t miss any more classes.”