Page 15 of Primal

The whole mate thing made no sense, but I understood what a hard dick meant. Cody wanted me. Me!

I could use him. He was Tyler’sdad.There was nothing real here. We’d have today. Now. Then we’d be done. I’d no longer be a virgin, know what real sex was like.

It wasn’t complicated if I didn’t make it that way.

I’d have sex with Cody then move on. “I lied. I want this. Please,” I whispered, wanting to finally lose my virginity. He’d make it good. He’d make it naughty. I just never knew I wanted it like that.

He stopped sucking. Kept hold of my wrist but slipped my fingers from his mouth.

His heated gaze held mine. “Please, what, sugar?” His voice was deeper and rougher, like a thundering landslide.

“Please do what you said.”

“What did I say?”

I licked my lips, and I watched him watch. His eyes changed from blue to amber. They practically glowed.

“That you’d taste me from the source.”Then fuck me.

“Your sweet cunt.”

Goosebumps rose on my skin as I nodded and squirmed. I couldn’t rub my thighs together because he was straddling them.

“I ran away,” I admitted. “I lied about being wet.”

His eyes narrowed, studying me, seemingly adapting on the fly. “You’ve been a bad girl.”

I bit my lip because I’d never been called that before, especially not inthisway. I nodded. “I know. You even had to tie me up. I can’t get away.”

Oh my God, what was I saying?

He shifted on the bed, reaching for the waistband of my leggings and slowly tugging them down, baring me to him one inch at a time. After flinging them onto the floor, he settled his broad shoulders between my thighs. He pushed up the short hem of my t-shirt, so my breasts were exposed. I looked down at him, his handsome face between my legs. “And you don’t want to. I’m going to eat your pussy, sugar. A real man’s going lick you clean, and then you’re going to cream all over again. I’ll make you come. And you’ll take it. Take whatever I give.”

All I could do was nod becauseyes, please.

“Anyone ever been here before?” he asked, his breath fanning over my heated skin.

I shook my head, barely breathing.

“Fuck,” he murmured. He closed his eyes briefly, then his mouth was on me.

“Oh shit!” I cried, my head falling back on the pillow.

His tongue. It licked, swiped, and learned every inch of my sensitive flesh. He found my clit and sucked, making my hips arch. His hands settled on my inner thighs, held them wide.

I’d never felt anything like it. Never imagined I’d be so open and exposed for someone. Hell, this was Mr. McIntire!

My hand, the one with the bound wrist, went to his hair. Tugged, then pushed him into me because it felt so good. Like little flicks of fire. Licks of… oh my God.

When I felt a finger circle my entrance, I clenched and came. And screamed. And thrashed. And gushed all over his face.

“Cody!” I cried.

Against my pussy, I felt his growl. Felt his need. He didn’t let up, instead he did the opposite. One finger slid into me and curled to–

“CODY!” I yelled. It was a good thing we were in the woods. Neighbors would call the police with how loud I was. God, the police. My dad.

“Another,” Cody murmured as he kept rubbing some amazing spot inside me. Thoughts of my father… of anything, fled.