Jeremiah’s hands tightened on my hips immediately taking control of the rhythm my body had unconsciously initiated. He guided my grinding movements, pushing my hips forward, then pulling them back, maximizing the friction between us. A deep, guttural sound, half-moan, half-growl, rumbled in his chest and vibrated through my spine.“That’s it, Angel,” he murmured, his breath hot, his voice ragged with raw need.“Don’t stop. Show me what you want.”I couldn’t have stopped even if I tried. The mate poisoning was melting away, replaced by a demanding heat. The insistent pulsing where my core met his arousal was all I could focus on. I gripped his shoulders, my fingers digging into the firm muscle, my head thrown back as he continued his ravaging assault on my neck.I felt a subtle, sharp pressure where his lips had been, a sudden, unfamiliar density. I didn't register it, lost in the haze of lust. “More,” I whimpered. “Please, more.”I felt his hand leave my hip, moving down my thigh
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