Chapter 27

TWENTY-SEVEN

O live nibbled on her lips, wondering if maybe Chaos didn't want to make her his mate. She didn't get a chance to think about it for more than a second. His lips came down over hers, tasting everything she willingly wanted him to take. She gripped his shirt, yanking him closer and pressing herself into his body. The feel of his erection, rubbing her belly, let loose a desperation she wasn't familiar with. She moaned loudly. Raw. The fire he started in her core warmed her to a fiery blaze.

He grabbed her by the waist and lifted her, setting her on the edge of the counter. Only Chaos could make her melt with his single-minded kiss. Every swipe of his tongue felt like a new explosion rocking her system.

He moved his lips from her mouth and continued kissing her jaw, licking and sucking up to her earlobe.

"You are so fucking sexy, Olive."

She wouldn't be able to handle much more of those low, raspy words by her ear…or the way he started tugging and her top and gliding his hands underneath to feel on her skin.

She clutched at his shirt and pulled up, stopping him from removing her top first. His T-shirt came off, and she sighed at the first sight of his lean muscles.

"You've got such an amazing body," she whispered.

"Fuck my body. It's yours I want naked." He tugged at her top and removed it quickly. Her bra followed. He inhaled sharply and cupped her breasts and sucked a nipple into his mouth.

He slid his hands down to her skirt, pushing the material up her legs until he reached her underwear. At first, he rubbed a finger over her wet crotch, and she shuddered. Then he pressed harder. Her pussy ached with the need to be fucked. She wanted him so damn badly.

"Please, Chaos," she gasped.

He let go of her nipple, but not before he got a last, stinging bite. "Please what?"

She pushed closer to the edge of the counter. "Take me."

He inhaled deeply and licked from her breast up to her neck, grabbing her panties by the center of the crotch and yanking. "First, I need to eat you up like the sweetest dessert. The scent of your need is driving me crazy."

The sound of the underwear tearing excited her. There was nothing in the way. "Chaos..."

"Lean back for me, bella mia ," he said, lifting her legs to place her feet at the edge of the counter and then glancing down at her pussy. "Yes. See, this is what I mean. Look at you." He slid his finger between her pussy lips, gliding it up to her clit and then down to her entrance. "So wet. So slick. So ready for me to feast on."

A heartbeat later, his lips were on her, tasting and driving her mindless with pleasure. He licked up and down her sex, rolling his tongue in circles over her clit. She gripped his hair, holding on to him in order not to lose her balance. Her belly quivered. Her temperature rose to feverish heat. Everything sounded far away. All she could hear was her own breathing growing rougher and louder in her head.

The way he glided his tongue against her had her toes curling. "Yes, Chaos. Lick me."

His head rose from between her legs, and she almost came at the sight of his eyes bright gold and his face wet with her body's essence. "I'll do more than eat you, Olive. I'll make you come. Hard. And then I'll pound you until you come on my dick too. Want that?" he asked, rubbing his finger in circles at her entrance before dipping it in and out of her slowly. "Want me to get your sexy body shaking and coming on my face, and then fuck you so hard you lose the ability to walk?"

She gulped a moan. Her breaths pumped hard out of her lungs. It was almost impossible to reply to him. "Yes. Do. It."

"Ah, bella mia . Maybe that's not good enough," he chuckled. "Maybe you want me to make you forget how to breathe. Does that sound better?" He grinned and pushed his fingers deeper inside her.

Oh, hell. "I can live with that too."

He dropped his head between her legs and sucked her clit so hard, her ass came off the counter. She choked on a whimper. Tension mounted inside her, winding around her limbs and holding her stiff. He flicked his tongue over her pleasure button and fingered her sex. She was so close to diving off that ledge, to taking the leap.

" Mmm ," he rumbled. "Can't get enough of your taste."

Another suck of her clit and there was no controlling her limbs. She let out a low cry of delight as every sensation possible swept through her. She gasped, trying to catch her breath and clinging to his hair to keep her shaking legs from falling off the counter.

She got to a sitting position and pulled his head from licking his way up her body to her mouth. She wanted a kiss. A deep, raw, hungry kiss. She took the reins, dipping her tongue into his mouth, tasting herself. A low groan reverberated from his chest. He helped her down to her feet and slid his hands down her back, grabbing handfuls of her ass cheeks.

The kiss grew hotter. Dirtier. Louder. She sucked at his tongue and loved how he dipped in and pulled back, adding to her need for more. Every time they were together things got wild, desperate. A demanding desire to be taken by a man had flourished in her chest. She tugged at his fly and lowered his zipper, pushing his jeans down and circling his erection with her hand.

She jerked up his length in her hand, and his body tensed. He broke their kiss and met her gaze. "Now. My cock. Your pussy."

She nodded, her body already halfway toward her next orgasm.

He flipped her to face the counter, pushing her to lean on it. She spread her legs and grabbed the other end of the counter for support. Suddenly, he grabbed her thighs and lifted her off the ground. She squealed and tensed. Dammit, these stupid shifter men's ability to lift a woman like she weighed nothing was messing with her head.

"Relax, beautiful," he grunted at the same time he pushed into her, filling her pussy with his cock in one quick, hard drive. She couldn't feel the floor, and all she could do was cling to the other end of the counter and hope he didn't drop her. "Fuck, Olive. You're so wet and slick."

She gulped, loving how full she felt. "Oh, my god, you're insane."

"Ah, bella mia . If wanting to fuck you until you can barely stand and leave you full of my cum is crazy, then yes. I'm fucking crazy for you. And tonight, I'm claiming you. My mate."

He pulled back, almost taking his dick all out, and then drove forward, grinding his pelvis into hers.

"My god!"

"That's it, bella mia . Take me. You feel so good. Tight and wet." He pulled back and plunged deep again. "I want to fill you with my cum."

She moaned, clawing at the other end of the counter and gasping for breath. "Chaos..."

"Yes. Say my name, Olive. Tell me how much you want me to keep going."

"Yes, yes! I want you. Don't stop," she moaned.

He gripped her hips, thrusting deeper. Harder. Raw. Every drive was an explosion shooting up her spine.

He bit his fingers into her hips. She swore blades were digging into her flesh. Then he slowed. He pumped deep. And again. Faster. Tension snapped inside her, taking her breath away. She choked a moan out and clung to the counter, her body shuddering with the force of her climax. He licked up her spine and bit down the back of her neck. He drove deep one final time before stopping and roaring while holding her down with his teeth, filling her with his cum.

"Mine!"

His.

She was his.

His cock pulsed inside. Jets of his semen continued shooting into her channel. A loud rumble sounded from his chest, making her back vibrate. He pulled out of her slowly, leaving her feeling like his cock had imprinted itself in her. He licked the back of her neck and kissed her where he'd bitten. She let go of the counter and tried putting her feet on the ground for all of two seconds before he lifted her back in his arms.

"Bedroom?"

She curled her arms around his neck and grinned. "Yes, please."