The Claiming By Cooper

The Claiming by Cooper Book 4

The Contest by Cooper (Jaxon & Evangeline)

Chapter 24 Evangeline

Jaxon and I spend the next few hours exploring each other’s bodies, finding s*ensitive spots, ticklish spots and the places that turn us on the most. It’s the most fantastic night of my life, not to mention the most erotic.

I’ve k*issed, t*ouched and tasted every muscle, every line of his body until I know it as well as my own. And he’s done the same.

Now, I’m curled up beside him, my head on his chest, both of us having just found our release for the umpteenth time tonight. My body is more relaxed, more languid than it’s ever been. And still, I want more.

“Do you think it feels like this because we’ re mates?” I ask him.

“I would guess so. I mean, I don’t exactly have a lot of experience, but I know I’ve never wanted someone like I want you,” he says.

I lean into him, laying my chin on my hand, looking up at him. “Alpha Jaxon, what experience do you have?” I ask teasingly.

He tilts his head to look down at me before shaking it. “I’m not falling for that trap, but I will say this. Nothing in my life has or could ever compare to these last few hours. That was incredible and I hate that our time is coming to an end.”

I sigh, laying my head back on his chest. “Me too. We should probably head back soon.”

He k*isses the top of my head. “Let’s go wash off in the lake and then I’ll sneak you back to your room before the sun comes up.” He says.

us washing the other. He’s h*ard again and I take him

low, reaching up

say to him, feeling his

will be many, many more in your future. But for now, one more,” he says, sliding a hand between my t*highs. He pushes the heel of his hand against my clit as he slides two f*ingers inside me. I’m tender from the many times

gazes holding, and without words, we begin to r*ub and s*troke in time with the other so that when

bodies together as we pant, our bodies jerking with the aftershocks of yet

months are going to be torture,” he says before taking my m*outh in a passionate k*iss. I wrap my

apart, we finish rinsing off and then get our clothes. We walk halfway back, letting our bodies

he says, pocketing my p*anties that I

trying to make it look presentable.

get back to the packhouse, he hands me my shoes and we sneak in like we’re children coming home after

to the top of the stairwell at my floor, taking my

before he gets to his floor. He blows me a k*iss and turns.

not paying attention, thinking of the incredible

tell me where you’ve been all night?” My father’s angry

against the hallway beside our

Do you want to explain to me why my daughter is coming

his nose into the air. “You

me. “Do I need to remind

mate,” I say