Claimed

Chapter 50: Forever

Ben's POV:

Kissing Sophia after our abrupt separation sent tingles of relief throughout my body, slowly transforming to a new sensation. Need. Desire. She was mine, and I wanted her to feel how proud I was to have her.

"I love you," I murmured against her lips. Backing her toward anything wasn't the plan, but need exploded in our bond, distracting me enough I didn't know I was pinning her to a tree until it happened.

She whimpered, knotting her fingers in my hair and dragging me closer. "I love you so much."

"Then stop hiding from me, Sophie." I dropped my hands to the back of her thighs and lifted her. "It's too late. I see you and I love what I see so much, I'm not ever letting you go."

Her arms and legs wrapped around me, I carried her to the blanket I'd laid out. The tentativeness she'd been giving me all day vanished. Our lips moved against each other in a mess of desperation that only grew more intense when I dropped to my knees and laid her on the blanket.

My body covered hers, craving to be consumed in her wildfire until flames were all I could see. Our kiss only broke for my shirt to come off. Her hands moved down my chest and abs, then around to my back. Both her arms and legs drew me back in, our lips colliding with a new vigor.

I gripped her hip, bunching the fabric of her dress, itching to tear if off her so I could feel that incredible skin again. Her heels dug into my back, molding our bodies together. Heat radiated off her and I kissed down her neck, licking and sucking so I could hear her voice.

Gentle moans and light tugs on my hair urged me forward. Her heat pressed right against where I was hard. That mixed with the thick smell of arousal told me I could have her right then. Part of me was tempted. Need still pulsated through our bond, growing stronger with every heated touch of lips and fingertips, but it'd be over too soon. I wanted her longer than I'd get from sliding into her immediately.

Our first time was rushed like that, but this time didn't have to be. No matter how badly our bond throbbed.

"Ben," she panted against my ear, clawing at my back, "I need you."

Fuck.

"Tell me where it aches, Sophie," I said, hovering over her, my hair dangling down and just barely touching her forehead, "and I'll kiss it better."

Making Sophie's heart skip had to be a major accomplishment that broke some kind of record. She grabbed my hand and put it between her thighs, bunching her dress around her hips. "Right here."

Crawling down her body, I dragged my nose down her dress. Breathing in her scent amplified everything, and I couldn't help myself. I made a mental note to replace her underwear, because they were shredded in seconds the moment I got between her legs.

I sat back on my knees and gripped her hips, dragging her up so her ass was on my thighs. Then I pulled her legs over my shoulder, bent down, and dove my mouth between them.

"Ben." She let out a low, guttural moan.

Her voice was the driving force that'd power every touch until she knew she was mine. I licked around her clit, enjoying the way she squirmed. Gasps and whimpers drove me to hold her legs tighter and explore every part of her until her pussy was dripping, her thighs clenching around my head.

A cry of release was followed by her body trembling. I held her through it all, lapping up every drop her pussy gave. Tasting her orgasm only made me want to do it again. Every doubt she had would be gone by the time I was done showing her how much I wanted her.

My tongue dragged across her pussy and her hips bucked up toward me. My hands slid up her body while I gave her swollen clit attention with my mouth. Reaching her breasts, I squeezed both, my thumbs rubbing back and forth until her peaks stiffened.