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Chapter Three

Celeste lay in the bed unable to sleep.
 
She knew it was innocent, yet having a man in her bed made her feel as if she were betraying Micah.
 
Thinking of him brought tears to her eyes.
 
The loss was still too much to bear.

Stifling a sob, she turned her face into her pillow and let the tears fall one after the other. She cried for the loss of what she could have had and she cried because of what her body wanted so desperately from the man lying beside her.
 
She felt completely out of touch with reality.
 
Who wanted to make love with a complete stranger? She’d never been the one night stand kind of woman.

Silent sobs racked her body.
 
She wanted so much to feel alive again.
 
Something told her Connor could make her feel that way again, but she wasn’t brave enough to do anything about it.

* * *

Connor lay on the opposite side, clenching his fists at his side.
 
He listened as Celeste cried her heart out.
 
He wondered what had happened that brought her so much sorrow.

With a sigh, he gave in.
 
Reaching for her, he gently pulled her into his arms. “Shh. You’re okay.”

She melted against him and buried her face against his T-shirt.
 

He gently rubbed her back until her crying ceased.
 
She looked up at him with puffy red eyes and he knew he’d lost his inner battle.
 
With a groan, he cupped her cheek with his hand and kissed her.
 

The moment his lips brushed hers, he felt an inner fire ignite, one he couldn’t ignore.
 
Kissing her fiercely, he wanted to claim her as his own.
 
The urge to bond with his mate couldn’t be ignored any longer.

“Let me love you,” he whispered against her lips.

Not trusting her voice, Celeste nodded.
 
Already her body was on fire from Connor’s kiss, leaving her hyper aware of every caress.

Connor looked into her eyes as his hands skimmed under her nightgown, gliding along her stomach to the underside of her breasts.
 
Cupping them, he bent his head and kissed her again, gently moving his lips across hers, his tongue tasting her.

Pressing his hips to hers, he rubbed his throbbing cock against her.
 
He wanted desperately to feel her skin against his, but he didn’t want to rush her.

When her hands tentatively caressed his chest through his shirt, he groaned.
 
He thrust against her as he flicked one of her nipples with his thumb.

“Do you have any idea what you’re doing to me?” he whispered.

“Connor, I … I want…”

His hand slid to her hip and pulled her snugly against him.
 
“What do you want?”

“I – I – I want you.”

“What do you want me to do?” he whispered against her ear.

“Touch me. I need to feel your skin against mine.”

Connor sat up.
 
Pulling Celeste to her knees, he lifted the white nightgown over her head.
 
He sucked in a breath as he stared at the perfection of her body.
 
Soft creamy skin and gently rounded curves. Never had he seen a more beautiful woman, and she was his… whether she knew it or not.
 

He quickly removed his own clothes.
 
The only thing separating them was the small pair of satin panties she wore.
 
He pulled her body closer, nestling her between his legs.
 
Her breasts pressing against his chest was agony, it only fanned the flames of his desire.

* * *

Celeste rubbed herself against Connor, loving the feel of her skin against his.
 
The light sprinkling of hair on his chest gently rasped against her sensitive nipples, making her moan.
 
His hard cock pressed against her belly.
 
Reaching between their bodies, she grasped it, loving the velvety smoothness of his skin.

She stroked him, gently at first then with more confidence.
 
Leaning into him, she brushed her lips against his, her tongue flicking out to trace his lower lip. When he opened his mouth, she delved inside, her tongue gliding along his.
 
His taste and scent surrounded her, wrapping around her like a warm blanket.
 

Pulling back, she looked into his eyes.
 
The intensity of his gaze was almost too much to bear; she closed her eyes and nuzzled his neck.
 
Celeste wrapped her arms around him.

“Make love to me, Connor,” she murmured.

Connor tugged on her panties. “Have to get rid of these first.”

Celeste slipped her panties off.
 
Sitting on her knees in front of him, she paused uncertainly.
 
Did he want her to take charge?
 
Or did he want to be on top?

“Come here,” he said, his voice husky with desire.

She inched closer.

Connor grasped her waist and lifted her. “Wrap your legs around my waist.”

Celeste did as he said, gasping when she felt the head of his cock pressing against her wet pussy.
 
She’d never been so hot, so wet for any man before, not even Micah. She felt a flash of embarrassment over her need for this stranger, and yet it somehow felt right to be in his arms. She tried to slide down and take him inside of her, but he held her still.

“Easy angel, we have time,” he whispered, as he slid his hands under her.

He teased her, skimming his fingers along her moist lips.
 
Parting the lips of her pussy, he thrust the head of his cock into her, stopping when he was barely inside of her.

Holding her ass with one hand, he reached between their bodies and teased her swollen clit. Gently circling it with his thumb, he felt a tremor run through her.
 
She tried to thrust against him, but he held her still, not allowing his hard cock to slide any further into her.

His finger slipped between the cheeks of her ass and gently massaged her.
 
His cock was throbbing, demanding to fuck her, but he held back.
 
Somehow he knew she needed this, needed all of the attention he could give her. This wouldn’t be a wham-bam-thank-you-ma’am. He wanted to take his time loving her, to show her that she was special.

Celeste threw her head back and thrust her breasts against him, her nipples grazing his chest, the tightened peaks wanting attention.

“Touch yourself,” he murmured.
 
“Touch your nipples.”

Her eyes snapped open and she looked at him, uncertainty written across face, but she did as he commanded.
 
Reaching for her breasts, she gently pinched her nipples, gasping in pleasure. Surprise lit her eyes and he wondered if she’d ever done such a thing before. Just what type of lovers had she had in the past?

Connor clenched his teeth.
 
She was so amazing. He wanted to fuck her more than anything.
 
Easing his finger between the cheeks of her ass, he teased her rosette. He was surprised when she groaned and pushed back against him, his finger slipping inside of her a little.
 
He massaged her, stretching her.
 
She didn’t know it, but he would definitely take her there before the night was over.

Stroking her clit faster, he felt the walls of her pussy clench his cock.
 
Her panting told him she was close to her orgasm.
 

“I love watching you,” he said.
 
“Watching you play with your nipples, while my cock is in your pussy, makes me want to fuck you hard and fast.”

Celeste gasped and arched her back, thrusting her breasts closer to him and her ass further back against his hand.
 
She’d never felt anything like this and she didn’t want the sensations to stop.
 
Never had she allowed a man to touch her the way Connor was, but it felt so right.
 
She wondered what it would feel like to have his cock in her ass.
 
The idea turned her on even more.

Connor removed his finger from her ass only to have her cry out in dismay.
 
Grinning down at her, he gathered some of her cream on his digits and slowly slid two fingers inside of her rosette.

“I want you to come for me, angel.
 
I want to feel you clenching down on my fingers and my cock.”

His words were enough to send her over the edge, her orgasm shot through her like the lightning flashing outside.
 
Throwing back her head, she called out his name.

While her pussy was clenching down on his cock, he thrust into her hard and fast.
 
Feeling her wet heat surround him was almost enough to make him come.
 
With a growl, he slipped free of her.
 
Removing his fingers from her ass, he turned her around.

“I want you on your hands and knees,” he growled in her ear.

Celeste fell forward onto her hands.

“Spread your legs.”

She slid her legs apart, giving him access to anything he wanted. After the best orgasm of her life, how could she deny him anything? She’d never been very good at blow jobs, but if he wanted one, she’d be more than happy to do it.

Connor gripped her hips and thrust into her pussy, his cock sliding into her with ease.
 
Ramming into her over and over, he knew he was going to come in a matter of minutes.

“Yes, oh yes,” she cried.
 
“Connor, I want…”

“What do you want?”

“I want you to do what you did before.” Her cheeks flushed.

He slid a finger along the slit of her ass. “You mean you want my fingers in you?”

“Yes,” she panted.

Parting her cheeks, he slid a finger inside of her.
 
“Like this?”

“More,” she whimpered.

Thrusting his cock in and out of her, he slid two fingers in her ass again. “Is this what you wanted?”

“Yes, oh God yes!”

As he thrust in and out of her hot, wet pussy with his cock, he fucked her ass with his fingers.

He slammed into her again and again, sweat glistening on his skin.
 
With a growl, he thrust into her and felt himself come.
 
He nipped the side of her neck as his hot semen shot into her while he fucked her, branding her as his mate.

With a cry, Celeste let herself go.
 
Her orgasm crashed over her as she thrust back against him.
 
When she would have moved away from Connor, he held onto her.

Pulling her up, Connor fixed her legs so that she straddled him, her back flush against his chest.
 
His cock still buried in her, he wrapped his arms around her and reached for her breasts.

“Connor, what are you doing?”

“I’m going to make you come again.”

“I… I can’t.
 
I’ve never…”

“You’ve never what?”

“I’ve never had more than one orgasm and you’ve already given me two.”

He grinned against her hair. “Then prepare to discover new territory because you’re definitely going to come again.”