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He gives me a gentle smile. “Mating is slightly different for different supernaturals. For elementals, a blood exchange during sex is required, whereas for a shifter mating a human, it’s only the shifter who needs to bite to seal the bond. The human doesn’t need to do anything.”
Wetness seeps into my panties, and I bite my bottom lip. My clit is swollen and needy, and I can barely sit still. Why does talking about this turn me on so much? Nothing involving blood is sexy, or at least it didn’t used to be.
I jump to my feet, no longer able to sit still. “Let’s do this. I…want you.”
Ronan’s eyes start glowing like turquoise embers as he gets to his feet. “Then come.” He pulls me toward his bedroom. “I’ll be as slow and gentle as I can.”
I shake my head, even though he’s facing away from me and can’t see what I’m doing. “I don’t want slow and gentle.”
He spins back to me, his eyes practically molten. “You liked what I did to you earlier. I wasn’t too rough.”
After letting go of my hand, he grabs my thighs and lifts me until I can feel the hard ridge in his pants against my center.
I can’t stay away from him any longer. Wrapping my legs around his waist, I press my lips to his.
“My little rose,” he mumbles against my mouth.
And then we’re kissing. His tongue swipes into my mouth, setting me ablaze, and everything drowns in the sensations of our tongues dueling and our lips gliding over each other.
That’s why it comes as a surprise when I suddenly land on my back on his bed, our kiss abruptly ending.
“Clothes…off.” Ronan yanks his shirt over his head before starting to undo his jeans.
All I can do is stare. All those delicious muscles rippling as he works to get his clothes off. And he’s all mine.
His jeans and boxers are halfway down his legs when he growls at me. “Payton, clothes. I need you naked.”
But I’m too busy staring at his thick erection to do anything. Did I really have that thing inside me? It looks too long and thick to fit. My pussy seems excited at the prospect though. It clenches, reminding me of how empty it is.
As soon as he steps out of his clothes, he’s on top of me, startling a squeal from me. “Do you want me to rip your clothes off, is that it?” He smirks.
I shake my head, my eyes wide. But my clit is throbbing, making me squirm.
He gets up on his knees and grips the hem of my shirt. I wriggle to help him pull it up and over my head. But instead of pulling it all the way off, he uses it to tie my hands together.
“Ronan,” I whine. “I want to touch you.”
He leans down and brushes his lips over mine. “And you will. Just not yet.”
After undoing my pants, he pulls them and my panties down my legs as he backs off the bed. “Fuck. I can smell your arousal.” His gaze settles between my legs.
More wetness leaks from my channel, and I moan. I’ve never been this turned on in my life. “Ronan, please.”
Standing at the foot of the bed, he lifts his eyes to mine. “Spread your legs for me.” His hand wraps around his length, giving it a slow tug.
Chapter 37
Ronan
Payton slowly parts her legs, and a shudder races down my spine when I see how wet she is. She’s practically dripping for me, and I’ve barely kissed her yet.
I let go of my engorged shaft. It’s sticky with precum. I’m not going to last long, but thankfully, there will be plenty of opportunities in the years to come for me to prove that I’ve got a stamina greater than a teenager with his first crush.
“Are you going to stand there all night, or are you going to mate me?” Her eyes narrow on mine, but there’s a teasing smile on her lips.
A growl forces its way out of my throat. “Mate.” Something primal takes over, and I’m suddenly on the bed with my head buried between my mate’s legs.
I push my tongue into her wet pussy as far as it can reach. She whimpers. The taste of her assaults my senses, and I snarl as my dick starts throbbing with the intense need to claim her.