Free M&L03 - SS by Stacie Simpson

door.
What the hell was in there that she thought could help her escape me?
    She snorted. “You’ve fucked
half the female population of this planet since I met you. Don’t you want to
finish what you started?”
    The bitter edge in her voice
tore at my heart and I closed my eyes for just a second wondering how I could
have missed the pain I’d obviously been causing her. When my eyes opened, she
was disappearing through the closet door and I dashed in to catch her arm right
before she went through a portal. Keeping a firm grip on her arm, I pulled her
out of the closet and slammed the door shut.
    That was when I felt it. It
was almost as if someone had lit a fire in my chest. My soul was burning,
reaching out to its other half and I had no way to fight what happened next.
    Our eyes locked for half a
second, hers were wide, the green flecked with the gold of her fox. There was
fear there, but also desire, scorching in its intensity.
    “No more running Renee,” I
whispered just before my lips came down on hers.
    The taste of her was an
instant addiction, and I knew I would never get enough as our tongues danced
together, circling and rubbing, fanning the flames of my desire.
    I reached down and she hopped
up into my arms with her legs wrapped around my hips. Her hands speared into my
hair, pulling just slightly with her hunger and I growled in response. She
seemed to like that because her legs tightened and she moaned as the scent of
her arousal filled the air.
    The fox was agitated because
he could smell the other man’s scent on her but neither of us was willing to
let that stop us from claiming our mate. Once she was bound to us, she’d know
the truth of our feelings and all her fears and doubts would melt away.
    She broke the kiss gasping
for breath and I moved to her neck. I wanted to take things slow but the aching
need I felt for her was almost unbearable.
    “I need you Solomon.” It was
a hoarse plea that echoed my thoughts of her.
    “I know baby, I’ll take care
of you.”
    Turning, I strode over to the
bed and laid her down on the very edge, opened my pants and plunged deep inside
her with one long stroke.
    Utter. Fucking. Bliss.
    I never knew being inside a
female could feel this good, and considering how many of them I’d been with,
that was saying something. Yet being inside Renee was like nothing I’d ever
experienced before. It wasn’t just a joining of flesh; it was a melding of souls.
    Placing my arms behind her
knees, I held her lower body off the bed and began moving. Every slide of my
hard flesh into her tight, wet channel sent pleasure rippling up my spine and I
knew this wasn’t going to last anywhere near long enough. 
    Renee was watching me from
the bed, her lips parted, her eyes filled with molten gold. Her breaths came in
short pants then moans spilled from her lips as her hands fisted in the sheets.
    Oh, she was so close, so hot
and wet, and so damn sexy.
    My thrusts came more
urgently, pushing us to the edge faster, harder, my hips rotating as I plunged
into her again and again. As the pleasure between us built, that magnetic force
that had always drawn me to her intensified pulling me closer until I didn’t
know where I ended and she began.
    When her body seized with her
orgasm I buried myself in her quivering sheath and let the tidal wave of
sensation overcome me. There was no way I would ever part from her again. She
was my life, she was my heart, she was my soul.
    I sank to my knees bringing
Renee with me, and held her against my chest while I caught my breath. After a
moment I realized she was trembling, then I heard her sniffle and I pulled back
to look at her face. The tears streaming down her cheeks were like a punch to the
gut.
    Cradling her head in my hand,
I held her against my chest again. “I’m so sorry Renee. I wanted to wait until
we worked out whatever is going on between us, but then I touched you and I
lost it.”
    “I didn’t want this,” she
sobbed. “I