Redemption by Jambrea Jo Jones Page B

wanted most right now was for him to slam her against the tiles and fuck her against the wall. There was so much to explore with this dominant man and she wanted every second of it. Other men she’d been with were weak in comparison, totally forgettable. She’d never forget Dji and never wanted to—she growled low in her throat just thinking about it. Dji let go of her nipples and she relaxed, the pain mixing with pleasure through every inch of her body. Ive was unprepared for the bite. He didn’t break the skin, but he worried her tight bud between his teeth before soothing it with his tongue. He repeated it over and over, driving her nuts. It was even better than his fingers. She clutched at his shoulders—it was more intense than anything she’d ever felt. Ive thrust her hips, needing Dji inside her.
    Ive’s orgasm racked her body, but Dji didn’t let her calm down, her body still throbbed. Coming from someone playing with her breasts had never happened before. There were so many firsts with her mate. His teeth scraped her stomach until he reached her pussy and buried his nose in her tight red curls. Dji knelt in front of her, she still had a tight hold on his shoulders. She needed it for balance. His tongue fucked her, mimicking what she wanted him to do with his cock. She was empty and only he could fill her. She spread her legs wider.
    She didn’t have a chance to come down because he ramped up every nerve of her body. He bit her pussy. Again, she was on her toes. She didn’t know if she wanted to back away or lean into the feelings. Dji soothed her with kisses. Now, he was using his fingers, but it still wasn’t enough. Her body was on fire. She’d be bruised tomorrow, but didn’t care. She needed more. One finger became two, then three, faster and faster he thrust inside her. Dji slowed down and she whimpered, so turned on she was close to coming again—if she’d ever stopped from the first time. Each sensation rolled into the other.
    “Ah! Oh, God, Dji—please, please—oh fuck—please…”
    Dji stopped and Ive sobbed. She was so close—to what she didn’t know, but it couldn’t end now. He shut off the water and scooped her up into his arms.
    “Dji, Dji, Dji—” she chanted his name.
    He tossed her onto the bed and spread her legs wide. She helped him by grabbing her thighs and holding them up. She was so wet, not just from the shower, but from Dji’s manipulation of her body. Ive didn’t know what would happen next. She thought he might sink his cock into her overheated body, but he didn’t. He went back to where he’d left off, four fingers in her pussy, his thumb circling her ass, rubbing at her hole. Dji was even kissing her stomach—she was surrounded by him.
    Dji didn’t breach her ass. Instead he eased his fist an inch at a time into her cunt. Ive was putty in his hands. There was a sharp pain that faded to pure pleasure. She was whimpering and making sounds she’d never made before, grunting, primitive noises. Her body clenched around his fist as he pumped it in and out.
    Ive tossed her head from side to side—it was so—big, the moment was bigger than anything—ever, in her life. The only thing that would make it better would be his mating bite.
    “More, please—I need more. Dji!” She screamed his name when he opened his hand inside her before easing back out.
    She shivered, but wanted more, it still wasn’t enough. Dji thrust his cock into her and pressed her down on the bed with his body—the weight adding another dimension. Her climax went on and on—Dji thrust a few more times and she couldn’t stop touching him. Any skin she found, she caressed. She clutched him tight to her and wrapped her legs and arms around his body—thrusting back. She was peaking again, if it were possible.
    “Ive!”
    “Dji!”
    He twitched a few times before collapsing on her and rolling to the side. Dji cuddled her close and stroked her back. Ive couldn’t stop shaking.
    “Are you