Bea wrapped her legs around his waist, not wanting to let him go. It felt so good to have him inside her, this intimate.
“Babe, I’m heavy.”
“I don’t mind. I like it.”
Alex stroked her hair lovingly and kissed her softly until the ache in her pussy returned and he was hard again inside her. “Sweet, I want more.”
“Yes, yes, yes.”
Chapter Five
Bea stirred in the morning before Alex. Her pussy was so sore, she wasn’t sure that she would even be able to walk. Alex had wakened her twice during the night and had made love to her until she had come multiple times. Just when she’d thought she hadn’t been able to come any more, Alex had squeezed one or two orgasms out of her until she had been utterly exhausted. He’d also bitten her. On the shoulder. He’d said he was claiming her, marking her as his mate.
His mate!
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bsp; That sounded so deliciously primal. It made her feel more than just his girlfriend. Do lions mate for life?
She rolled over and watched him sleeping. Her heart thrilled when she saw the naked man beside her. Alex was perfect. He was handsome and sexy as hell. Now that she knew him intimately, he was also a gentle and kind, yet passionate lover. She was one lucky girl to have him.
Her gaze drifted to his chest. There was a scar on his pectoral. The bullet wound scar. What kind of business was he tangled into that someone had shot him from that bridge? And why had he popped into the gym and insisted on escorting her home? He’d said something about her safety. Nobody had threatened her. Her curiosity thickened by the second.
Bea touched his scar. Alex opened his eyes. A smile followed. “Morning, sunshine.” He took her hand and kissed it. “Up already?”
“I’m an early riser.”
“Did you sleep well?”
“Yeah.”
“Liar. I woke you a couple times last night.” He laughed and pulled her into his embrace. “I couldn’t stop myself wanting you. Are you okay?
“Of course, I am.”
“Sore?”
“A little.”
Alex shoved the blanket down and took a peek. He narrowed his eyes. His face hardened. “Baby, you’re bleeding.”
Bea craned her neck to see what he was talking about. There were a lot of splotches of blood on her sex, thighs and on the sheet. “Shouldn’t I be? It was my first time.”
Alex looked grim. “But not this much. Bea, I’m so sorry. Let me check your pussy.”
She squeezed her thighs shut. “I’m fine.”
“Bea. Open.” He forced her legs wide apart.
She felt embarrassed being scrutinised like that. She looked away as he examined her private parts.
“I think you have a tear. Baby, I’m so sorry. I’m such a brute.” He got up from the bed, agitated. “I’m taking you to the hospital.”
“What? No.” Bea jumped to sit. “No way.”
“You need medical attention.”
She scowled. “Alex, if you take me to the hospital, I won’t let you touch me again.” She disliked doctors and hospitals. She hated the prospect of strangers poking and prodding her. Ugh.