Page 74 of Twin Warriors
“Yes!” Cane said from inside the shower.
Cole chuckled, “Yes. We don’t tell you often enough, but I hope you know that.”
“I love you both too. I never would have thought I would fall in love so quickly, but I won’t lie about how I feel.”
Cole felt her jerk, before she frowned and reached down to grip the markings on her wrist.
“What is it?” he asked.
“I don’t know. Kisma has been sending out this weird pulse every few hours since yesterday. She won’t tell me what's going on. I’m worried about her.”
“Is she alright? Can you feel that something might be wrong?”
“No. Every time I ask her what's wrong, she just sends a wave of comfort and warmth up my arm, telling me everything is fine.”
“I’m sure if there was something wrong, the symbiote would tell you.”
“Yeah,” she said distractedly, frowning up at him.
He bent, placing a kiss to her lips. He wanted to take her mind off it. He had no doubt that if something was wrong, they would be informed.
When his lips touched her, however, Cole felt a surge of need burst through him. He wanted his little mate, now.
He deepened the kiss, pushing Amy back until she was pressed against the wall. She moaned, threading her fingers through his hair, scraping at his scalp, and sending a shiver over his body.
He knew Cane was watching them, but he didn’t care he wanted her, just this once, all to himself.
His hands ran down her sides to cup her ass before he lifted her up. She wrapped her legs around his waist, her hot core pressing into his hard cock.
When she began to undulate against him, he let out a harsh breath, his teeth clenched tight as he grabbed the tiny thread of control that threatened to slip away.
“I want you,” He growled in her ear, pressing his lips to the soft flesh at the base of her neck.
“Yes,” She breathed, the scent of her need overpowering the steam and scent of the soap Cane used.
At her word, Cole reached down to undo his pants, fumbling to keep her up in his arms as he did. Once his cock sprang free, Cole reached between them and tore at the thin material of the pants she wore. The came apart easily under the strength of his enhanced arm, exposing her to his view.
Unable to slow down, Cole moved Amy until she was aligned with his shaft and slowly lowered her down.
“OH, God!” Amy breathed, throwing her head back to rest on the wall. Her eyes were closed and her cheeks pink.
Cole groaned as he drove into her as deep as he could go, loving how tight and warm she was.
He held still for a moment, allowing her to adjust to him, before he began pounding into her with a fire that took his breath away.
Amy met his thrusts, her short nails digging into his back as she held onto him. Her moans filled the bathroom, mixing with the steam and the sound of their bodies slapping together.
A tingle began to build at the base of his spine, his body tensing as it drew closer and closer to his climax.
Amy screamed out, the walls of her channel clamping down on his cock as though she never wanted to let him go. With one last, deep thrust, Cole exploded, a loud roar escaping his throat as wave after wave of pleasure shot out of his body and into hers.
Locking his knees to avoid falling, Cole lowered his head to her neck and took in long, deep breaths to try and calm his racing heart.
At that moment, he didn’t care that Cane was watching. He didn’t care that he had taken their mate without him. All he could think about was how good she felt in his arms.
When he finally got his body under control, he stepped back from the wall, still holding Amy close and turned.
Cane grinned at him, sending him a mental picture of what he wanted him to do. His brother was breathing heavy, one hand stroking himself; his eyes burning for their mate.