The Thrall (Seven Sins MC 3)

"Yeah, well. To be fair, he was going to find a reason to hate you anyway. It's good you got it out of the way," I said, leading her toward my door. "I need a shower," I told her, releasing my arm from her shoulder. "You wanna join me?" I asked.

"Hmm," she said, pressing her lips together. "It's always a good idea to conserve water," she added, moving into the bathroom, leaving me to follow behind.

She moved to the shower stall, reaching in to turn the water on, then turning back toward me, reaching to remove her top. Then her pants.

But before I could even reach for her, she was stepping back, slipping under the water.

I stood back and watched as she stood under the spray, got her hair wet. I kept watching, tormenting myself, as she reached for the soap, running her hands all over her body.

"Drex?" she called. "I can't reach my back," she told me, giving me a sexy smirk that had me ripping off my clothes, and rushing forward.

I'd never showered with a woman before.

I had a feeling there were going to be a lot of firsts with Nova.

Pretty soon, though, the only thing I was feeling was her hand wrapped around my cock, slippery and smooth from the soap.

On a sigh, I leaned back against the cold tile wall, letting her stroke me for a moment as her lips teased across my neck.

A growl moved through me as my hand shot out, curling into the hair at the back of her neck, yanking until she moved back a step, head arching back to ease the sting across her scalp.

I paused, trying to read her reaction. When a slow, wicked smile teased at her lips, I knew without a shadow of a doubt that whatever it was in me that had responded to her had chosen correctly.

Pulling a little tighter, I twisted her around, slamming her back against the shower wall as my other hand grabbed her breast, squeezing, then rolling her nipple until it formed a hardened bud of need.

Then I tightened my fingers, twisted, pulled, as Nova whimpered and writhed.

"Drex, please," she whimpered, her hips rolling impatiently, needing more.

I dropped down in front of her, yanking her leg up, putting it over my back, then sinking my face in her pussy.

I meant to tease her, to drive her to the edge over and over, but deny her release.

But the second my fingers sank into her tight, wet pussy, there was no teasing. Just finger-fucking her while my tongue licked and my lips sucked on her clit.

I drove her up and over.

Once.

Twice.

Before the throbbing need for release had me getting back on my feet, grabbing her, turning her, and bending her forward, giving me the view of her perfect ass.

Well, nearly perfect.

That pale skin of hers would look really good with some red hand marks.

Reaching out, I rubbed one of her cheeks for a second before pulling back, and slapping my hand down.

Her body jolted at the unexpected contact as a surprised yelp escaped her.

"Yes or no?" I asked, rubbing the spot I'd slapped.

"Yes," she whimpered, wiggling her ass back at me.

"Sure?" I asked.

"I've thought about it a lot," she admitted.

"You can tell me to stop," I reminded her, wanting her to know it wasn't like what she'd experienced at Sanctuary, that she always had a say, that it was every bit about her pleasure as it was mine.

"I don't want you to stop," she said, wiggling her ass at me again.

"Reach between your thighs and play with your pussy," I demanded, waiting until she followed instructions before slapping her ass again. Harder. Then harder still, starting to see those red marks I wanted to see.

"Drex, please," Nova cried. "I need to feel you," she told me, making my cock ache at the neediness in her voice.

And, well, I couldn't make my woman wait forever, could I?

On a growl, my cock slammed inside her tight, inviting walls, feeling them squeeze me hard.

Before I could even move, Nova was slamming her hips backward, then rolling her hips, then slamming back again.

"Greedy pussy," I hissed, slamming another slap to her ass. Hard. Hard enough that Nova straightened, leaned her back against me. "Say no if it's no," I demanded, thrusting into her as my hand pressed her fingers against her pussy again.

"It's not no," she said, rocking against me as I kept fucking her. "I just... I need..." she whimpered. "Please, Drex."

On a hiss, I reached up, grabbing her hair again, yanking her head back onto my shoulder as I started to fuck her harder, faster.

"Drex, I..." she cried.

"Come," I demanded, feeling my horns pierce through my skin, my fingertips elongating, sharpening.

I heard the intake of her breath as she felt the tip of my talon slide down her neck.