Mated by Midnight: The Complete Series by Heather Hildenbrand

Author:Heather Hildenbrand [Hildenbrand, Heather]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-02-16T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

Iwake to the feel of a hand trailing over my bare shoulder and up my collarbone. A zing of pleasure trails with it. I inhale deeply. The scent of sex and Sutton Hargrave reminds me exactly where I am—and what I’ve done. My eyes open, and I smile at the sight of Sutton’s face staring back at me. His chin bears a layer of stubble I remember scratching along my thighs last night. And his long hair hangs in his eyes but not so much that I can’t see the desire reflected in their depths. He’s propped on his elbow and watching me with a look of reverence that touches parts of me I’m surprised to find haven’t felt this way... ever.

“Good morning,” I say sleepily.

“Mm, morning.” He leans down and presses a kiss to my lips that’s probably supposed to be chaste and quick, but one taste of him, and my body takes over. Lips still locked, I reach up and wrap my arms around his neck, pulling him down over me and reveling in the feel of his weight against me.

“I didn’t mean to wake you,” he says between kisses.

“Yeah, that was a real dick move,” I murmur.

He grins down at me. “Pun intended?”

“Ugh,” I groan. “My point is you can make it up to me with an orgasm.”

“Are you sure you’re up for that? I could have sworn the last thing you said before you fell asleep was ‘if I can’t walk tomorrow, it’s your fault.’”

I wiggle my legs out from under him, stretching and bending them for effect. “I’m not saying you didn’t do your job, but...”

I yelp as he tickles me, both of us laughing while we sexy-wrestle our way toward round six... or seven. I’ve lost count. All I know is every single round has been toe-curling and delicious, and I really might walk with a limp when I finally get out of this bed again. His bed. Or ours. It’s getting a bit hard to know for sure.

A problem that seems delightful compared to the true reality that awaits me when I come down from my sex high.

Am I using Sutton’s body as a distraction from the horrors that await us when we’re done? Damn right I am. Do I think he minds? Abso-freaking-lutely not.

The tickling turns to stroking. My laughter turns to heavy sighs as Sutton’s hands grip my arms and yank them over my head, pinning them to the mattress. He trails his nose over my throat and inhales. “What to do with you,” he whispers.

I arch up into him, pressing my center to him, and he groans. “I can think of a few ideas,” I reply.

Sutton chuckles and releases my hands, pulling back until he’s kneeling at my side. “So can I.” Reaching forward, he flips me over so my stomach is pressed to the mattress. The covers completely leave my body, and his fingertips go to my spine.

A soft moan leaves my lips as he trails his fingers down my back.

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