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evidence of her desire, and Tyson knew he needed to make her come fast. His need to fuck her until neither of them could move was strong, but he wanted to feel her fall apart against his lips first.
    Her hips tilted, and he pressed his hand on top of her pelvis and pushed down as he flicked his flattened tongue rapidly over her clit, his finger pumping in and out of her pussy.
    Jordan came with a cry, her hand dropping to the mattress beside them as he licked up until she moved to buck him off.
    Changing his mind, Ty decided he wanted to feel her riding him, rather than the other way around, so he scooted over her and kissed her thoroughly, before reversing their positions.
    Still a little hazy from her orgasm, Jordan looked down at him with sated eyes as he maneuvered her until she was above his cock. Before he could thrust inside of her, she blinked and shook her head.
    “Not yet,” Jordan said with a small smile, then dropped to all fours and moved down the bed.
    Ty watched as she took his cock in her hands, her eyes on him, her expression sexy as fuck… As if he were a delicacy that she couldn’t wait to enjoy.
    When she sucked the head into her mouth, her tongue licking the underside, Ty felt his eyes roll back in his head.
    God, that felt great.
    Not wanting to miss anything, he opened his eyes and watched her head bobbing up and down, even as he felt the wet heat of her mouth surrounding him. It was the most erotic sight he’d ever seen, and Ty clenched his teeth.
    It had been four years since he’d had a blow job, but still, he didn’t want to come already.
    He fisted a hand in her luscious locks and pulled gently, urging her back up. As much as he loved her lips wrapped around his cock, Ty was ready to be inside her.
    Taking the hint, Jordan crawled up until she straddled him, looking like a goddess as she held his cock and slowly lowered herself onto him. Once she was seated, she ran her hands seductively up her thighs, over her stomach, then stopped to squeeze her breasts as she began to move.
    It was all too much. The look of her, feel of her, smell of her. Tyson sat up and scooted them both back until he was against the headboard. He grabbed her wrists and placed her hands on top of the railing behind his head, then put his hands in their places. Ty teased her nipples until they were hardened and beckoning to him, then filled his mouth with her breasts.
    “Fuck, yeah,” Jordan said as he bit her nipples. Then she rose up until she was teasing the head of his cock, before slamming back down and rocking her hips against him. She kept repeating that move. Tease, slam, rock, until they were both starting to sweat, and he was groaning with the need to come.
    Ty brought his mouth to her neck and sucked, before nuzzling her neck and cheek against his.
    “ Harder ,” he groaned in her ear. “ Faster .”
    That was all the encouragement Jordan needed. She held tight onto the headboard and began riding him in a frenzy, their moans intermingling as they both fought to find their release.
    Tyson felt the building tension and knew he was about to come. Needing to feel the connection and finally complete his claim, he growled, “Bite me.”
    He watched the indecision on her face and knew she was aware what biting him would mean. Ty’s heart shattered even as his orgasm overtook him, when she bit her lip and rode out her own release, rather than completing that final piece of their mating ritual.
    After they were cleaned up, they went down to eat the meal he’d prepared. Ty was ravenous after what they’d shared, and it warmed his heart to feed her, but they didn’t talk about his request, or her denial of it.
    Instead, they talked about trivial things. Work. Mia and Drake. Trinity being back. And once the dishes were clean and the leftovers put away, they went upstairs and made love. They fell asleep wrapped up in each other’s arms, just like they always had when they’d been together.
    But, when Ty woke in