sweet.”
“Cullen,” she warned, but her gaze was full of heat. “I haven’t had a chance to see the second movie. I was looking forward to—”
“Screw it. All bats are good for is eating bugs. With those spindly little arms, thin as hell wings and nasty attitudes, they might as well be part of the raptor clan. Now an eagle is something completely different.” He lifted her in his arms and headed for his bedroom. “An eagle kills bothersome pests, like rabbits and mice. We help keep the fish population under control.” He ignored her chuckle. “An eagle cares for his mate. He sees to her needs before his own.”
She grew silent and intent in his arms. His bird could almost feel the animal spirit in her reaching out to him on a higher level. Calling to the one man who would complete the void in her soul.
“His mate?” she asked on a high note.
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“Let me show you,” he answered as they entered his room. He kicked the door shut behind him, placed her in the middle of his bed, and stripped. Then he moved forward and started on her clothing, until nothing stood between them.
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Chapter Seven
Sarah waited, her breath drawn, as Cullen slowly descended and joined her in his large bed. The heat from his body warmed her, an inch of space between them before he settled on his side next to her. His gaze traveled over her body from her head to her feet, and then centered on her breasts, where he followed with his hands.
He kept his eyes on her as he played her like an expert, exerting just the right amount of pressure to keep her on edge.
“Cullen,” she gasped when he tweaked her nipple then soothed it with stroking fingers. He toyed with her, running his muscular thigh over hers, intentionally driving her crazy with the feel of his large, hot shaft. He felt firm against her thigh, and she rubbed against him, in hopes of pushing him to enter her, fast and furious. But Cullen refused to be rushed.
His eyes sparkled like rich topaz as he leaned closer and kissed her. “Hmm. So tasty. Sweet, but not what I’ve been waiting for.”
Anticipating the direction of his thoughts, she spread her thighs wider, grazing his cock.
“That’s it. Open nice and wide.”
She groaned and turned her head, seeking his lips. He kissed her and slid his hand down her belly, toying with her newly smooth skin.
“I love how silky you are. No hair to block my lips, my tongue,” he whispered, thrusting his tongue into her mouth while he shoved a finger deep inside her.
Sarah arched into him, wanting more.
“Patience, Sarah. I have a surprise for you tonight.”
“Please,” she gasped, unable to keep still under his plunging hand. He inserted another finger inside her, widening her channel. “I want you inside me.”
He stared into her eyes, and she fell into their depths, wondering how she could feel so much for a man she’d only just met. Her bird felt as if she’d been born just for him, and she wanted him with every fiber of her soul.
“I am inside you.” He flexed his fingers, enforcing his point. “Tell me exactly what you want.”
She couldn’t look away, not even when he began rubbing her clit, inciting her desire to new heights.
Desperate to feel him filling her sex, she told him what he wanted to hear, knowing full well how much he
loved hearing her frank talk. The first time he’d made her say such things, he’d lost control. She sincerely hoped he’d lose it soon, because she’d already passed her point of no return.
“I want your cock. Deep inside my pussy. I want you to fuck me. To fill me with your come.”
“Fuck. That’s it. That’s what I’m going to do.” His breathing erratic, he turned and hovered over her body, surprising her with this new position. “Suck it, Sarah. Take me down your throat. I want to come hard in your mouth. And when I’m coming, you’ll be coming all over my tongue. That sweet cream I need to taste, so bad.”
He pushed her legs even wider and