The Claiming By Cooper

The Claiming by Cooper Book 4

The Beta Trials by Cooper (Jace & Jordan)

Chapter 33 (Jace)

On the way to the bed, she begins stripping off her shirt and bra, tossing them on the floor before pulling my shirt over my head. She strokes her hands down my chest, making me moan as she leans in and begins k*issing me.

“You smell so f*ucking good,” she says in a growl, nipping at me.

I grit my teeth as my d*ick becomes so h*ard, I feel like it might explode. I lay her on the bed and before I can move to take off her jeans, she’s practically ripping them off her body.

I quickly get mine off too, in case she decides to rip them to shreds in her haste. I crawl into bed, leaning over her and taking her mouth as I begin to stroke my hand down her body. I stop at her b*reasts, her n*ipples already puckered into h*ard nubs. I growl my pleasure at that, as she continues to push her h*ips against me.

I k*iss my way down her t*hroat, surprised and incredibly pleased when she lifts her chin, exposing her t*hroat to me. I nip it gently, before making my way to her b*reasts. I sit up, taking a moment to look at how gorgeous Jordan looks laid out in front of me, how delicious the smell of her arousal is as it perm*eates the air in the room. Her whimper of need has me smiling as I lean down and take her n*ipple into my mouth, l*icking and s*ucking on it, her body arching up, pressing her b*reast into my mouth.

My hand slides down her body, past her belly b*utton and to the apex of her t*highs where I can feel the heat radiating off of her.

I slide my finger between her p*ussy l*ips and my own moan overtakes hers as I feel how soaking w*et she is for me.

I slide my finger over her clit and down to her entrance, feeling the w*etness of her arousal on her t*highs. I desperately want to l*ick every last drop off of her, but we’re in a cave. A cave with no door. When Jordan begins moaning again, I move back up her body, taking her mouth and her moans into mine. These beautiful sounds are for me alone.

She turns on her side, lifting one l*eg up onto my h*ip and giving me more access to her. I begin stroking her clit, moving in the rhythm of her h*ips, letting her set the pace as I learn what she likes and how she likes to be t*ouched.

I’m overwhelmed with her t*aste, her smell and the sweet sounds that she’s making, so I jolt when I feel her hand wrap around my h*ard length.

mouth. Her eyes are open, watching me as she begins stroking her hand up and down

ever felt before. I continue k*issing her, stroking her as she strokes me. I move

find my right and we cling to each other as we both find our release together, both of our bodies jerking, warm jets of my c*um

breathing normally again. When I finally pull back and look

us and then back at me. “You

it. “So did you, the difference is, I’m cleaning this mess up,” I say, and I watch her eyes

back and looks down at my stomach

up a mess too, Jace,” she says,

the tip of my c*ock, I nearly shoot

growl

she says, stroking

her. She responds by sliding me into her mouth. My own moan of

have to be quiet, Jace,” Jordan says, stroking me and giving me the most mischievous look I’ve ever seen on her

so?”

before sliding me back into her

head back on the bed, overwhelmed by the feel of her warm, w*et mouth

to her t*high, sliding

up, Jordan

“What are you…”

and lift her over top of me, so she’s straddling me backwards. “You’re not the only one that wants a t*aste, Jordan. But this way, we can t*aste together and still make

her arousal off of her. From this position, I

me moan. Then her head snaps up and she looks down at me before leaning over