Page 67 of Operation: Ogre

I pressed my lips to his. “All yours.” I traced my fingertip over his ear. “And you’re mine? Right?”

“Yours.”

Heat rushed to my cheeks. Damn right he was. I yanked his lips back to mine, where they belonged, and kissed him nice and slow. Jaxon began shifting until my back hit the bed and he loomed over me. I hooked my legs over his hips as I trailed my fingers over his warm skin. Jaxon’s golden eyes were practically molten as he stared down at me.

I felt the crown of his cock nudge my hole, and I moaned in response. Wanted this. Needed this. Jaxon slowly pushed in. I couldn’t help the whine that came out of my lips. The stretch was enormous. I wouldn’t say it hurt, but it wasn’t super comfortable either. Jaxon paused. I locked my legs around him and my arms behind his neck before he could pull out.

“I don’t fucking think so,” I said and smashed my lips to his. “I want you inside of me.”

Jaxon growled and sank a little deeper into me. The round ridges on his cock rubbed against my rim. I clawed at his back. “Fuck, yes, sweetheart.”

He pressed his lips to my cheek, and I turned to catch his mouth. My tongue tangled with his as Jaxon pumped in and out of my channel. When his ridges caught on my prostate, I nearly came off the bed, screaming. He swallowed my noise and his tongue kept plundering my mouth. With every thrust, his cock rubbed against my passage, setting my nerves alight.

When his hips smacked into my ass cheeks, I whimpered. I was so full. So impossibly full. I couldn’t help but pant against Jaxon’s mouth. The sensation of his dick fully seated inside of me was almost too much, and yet, I loved it. I squeezed him close. Slowly, he pulled out, then pushed back inside, his heavy balls smacking into me.

“Jaxon,” I whined. “Jaxon.” I couldn’t help but say his name over and over again as he rutted into me.

Growling, he yanked out before pounding into me. I grunted from the impact, and pleasure shot up my spine. “Nnuugh,” I cried out. “More. More.”

He listened, thrusting into me hard and fast. I had to stretch up a hand to plant on the footboard to keep from sliding forward. My other hand gripped his hair. I rocked my hips in time with him, trying to get Jaxon in even deeper. It felt as if he was rearranging my insides, but it wasn’t enough. I wanted to be even closer to him. No. Want wasn’t strong enough. Crave. Need. Must. If it was possible, I would crawl inside of him and never leave.

“I’m not going to last,” I gasped. I was on the cusp, my dick throbbing, my balls high and tight, and my muscles so tense it felt as if I would rip apart. Jaxon angled his hips, and I grunted. He tagged my prostate. Everything tightened even more until I leaped over the edge with a loud scream. Pleasure washed over me in a wave. My ears rang. My eyes closed. All I could do was feel as my ass contracted around Jaxon’s dick. He snarled, and a second later heat bloomed inside of me.

My eyes cracked open. Jaxon was panting above me. He rested on his elbows, covering me completely. I weakly kissed him. “You about killed me.”

His eyebrows immediately pulled together. “Are you alright? Did I hurt you? I’ve never topped before.”

“Now you tell me.” Before he could respond or pull away, I snuggled closer and kissed every inch of skin I could reach. “It’s a compliment. I’m fine.”

Jaxon nuzzled my cheek. “Mine.”

“Yep.” I chuckled. “You’re never getting rid of me now.”

His eyes met mine again. “I never want to be away from you.”

I smiled and wrapped my arms around his neck. I wanted to tell him yes to dating. I wanted to ask if he would mark me in truth. I wanted to tell him I wanted to be with him for the rest of my life, just like this. I liked Jaxon. Hell, I was almost positive it was more than like at this point. However, fear remained. I couldn’t lose him. I pushed the thought away. I didn’t want anything to dampen this moment. This perfect moment.

Chapter Twenty-Nine

Jaxon

Istared down at my mate and ran my fingertips over his warm skin. The sun was filtering in through the window. The alarm would go off soon, and we’d have to start our day. Right now? Well, right now, I could simply hold him in my arms. Chris was pressed against my side, his face resting on my chest, an arm thrown over my gut. Bruises and bite marks covered him. Each one settled something deep inside of me. Chris was claimed. I was showing anyone who cared to look that Chris belonged to someone. Though I had managed to hold off the actual claiming bite, which was good. That wasn’t something to do in the heat of the moment or without an extensive conversation beforehand.

Last night had been revolutionary. Both times. But Chris taking me… I’d never had a better experience in my life, and I wasn’t shocked. Then he’d let me fuck him. I’d never done that before, and I hadn’t planned to with Chris, too afraid of hurting him, but he’d enjoyed it, if his pleasured screams had meant anything. I wouldn’t say I liked topping better, because I didn’t, but I’d certainly enjoyed it. Not shocking either.

This was Chris. Everything was better with him. I wanted a lifetime of better with him, though it was far too early to bring that up. I couldn’t tell him the depths of my feelings or that he was my mate yet. He didn’t even want to be my boyfriend because of how it might affect our friendship. He would for sure freak out if I told him I was deeply in love with him and ready to claim him, tying him to me forever.

I paused and trailed my gaze over his sleeping form. I was in love with Chris. I shouldn’t have been surprised, but I was. So quickly I’d fallen in love with him. My fingers dragged over his smooth skin. My love. My mate.

Christopher snorted, dragging his face over my chest and spreading drool everywhere. “What time is it?”

“Not quite time to wake up.” I could see my clock from our current position on his bed. We’d abandoned my bed after the mess we’d left behind.

“Good.” Chris went boneless.

I rubbed my hand over his back and took a deep inhale of his sweet scent. “Are you alright? Sore? Did I hurt you?”

Glaring up at me, he said, “You would never hurt me.”