Chapter 905

What the hell!?

"Tell me." I command.

A single growl rumbling in his chest signals Jackson's refusal.

I take a different tack, pressing my ass backwards against him, arching my back a little. "Please tell me, Jackson," I beg, my voice softer now.

He goes still behind me and I smile, pleased.

"Please, Jackson," I beg, my voice softer and breathier now as I snake a hand backward, letting it slip up the side of his neck, my fingers tangling in his hair. "Please, I'll give you anything you want in return."

The entire time I speak I let my ass wriggle against him. I smile, devilish, when a stiffening in Jackson's pants let me know that my efforts are working.

"Stop," he growls.

"Please, Jacks," I whisper, tilting my head back, letting a little moan slip from my lips. "Tell me. I won't tell anyone you spilled - I'll play along!"

He snarls, his arm tightening around my waist and I grin, thinking that I've got him. I press my ass back hard, rubbing it all along the thick length of his cock.

But suddenly I gasp when Jackson cuts the power to the ATV and we come skidding to a stop, because not half a second later my mate is pulling me with him off the vehicle and dragging me down into the dirt, setting me before him on my knees as he kneels behind me, my back flat to his chest.

It only takes a moment to figure out what's going on as my snarling mate uses one hand to turn my face up to him, claiming my mouth as his other hand dips low and makes fast work of his belt, shoving his pants down.

I groan, wanting him already - falling to my hands and yanking hard at my stupid Atalaxian skirts, wanting them up and out of the way as Jackson takes my hips firmly in his broad hands and pulls me sharply back against him.

A cry breaks from me as Jackson's cock presses into me in one fluid motion, my pussy wet and ready for him in an absurdly short amount of time. A heady moan falls from me as I press my hips back, wanting more of him, as much as fucking possible as Jackson, snarling begins to pound himself into me at a steady, harsh pace. His hands pull me back and back as my mate fucks me almost furiously, completely lost to his lust, the want of me that swept over him - over both of us - in almost an instant.

And me? I want him just as bad, my mouth hanging open as huffing gasps break from my lips at every stroke, as my eyes go hazy with how fucking good it feels - Jackson's thick, veiny cock, pounding into me again and again. Half of it is sheer physical pleasure, but my mind is also drunk on the knowledge that I drove him to this. That all it took was the press of my ass against him and he had to throw me down in the dirt -

God, fuck but we're in trouble. Jacks - I want him in me all the time. I pant, going to my elbows to get a deeper angle, feeling the round head of his cock hitting that point so deep within me that makes my eyes roll back.

He doesn't last long, not at this furious pace, and I bite my lap as my mate roars, bending over my back as he comes, hot and thick. The feel of it, sticky and wet and filling me up, sends me over too and I pulse and shudder, my arms giving out under my weight as my orgasm shakes through me.

Jacks collapses along with me, pulling me into his arms as he falls to the side, and we both pant and work hard to catch our breath as we lay in the prairie grass, me wrapped loosely in my mate's arms with my back pressed again to his chest, his cock slowly going soft inside of me.noveldrama

"Fuck," Jackson whispers, soft, still catching himself.

I laugh, shaking against him. "We're in so much trouble, Jacks," I whisper.

"Why?" he murmurs, cuddling me close, pressing kisses to my neck and hair.

"Because," I groan, turning, moaning

a little as the action makes his cock slip from my tender flesh. He gasps too, a long and steady shudder

passing through him, making met

smile laugh a little again and cup his cheek in my palm, looking up at him. "I think we're both going to have a little trouble controlling ourselves. And with family and paparazzi around..."

"Whatever,” he mutters, snuggling me close, his eyes closed. "You're mine now.

Everyone can just...deal with it."

I laugh, resting my head happily on his chest, thinking...well, at this rate, that it

might take us a little longer to get home than we thought.

"Okay, now tell me," I whisper. "What's the secret you're keeping about the surprise in the underworld?"

"Not a chance, Princess," he says with a laugh, shaking his head. "You're going to have to try a lot harder than that to get it out of me."

A little tingle rushes through me and I smile, looking forward to the challenge.