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.

water, both of us washing the other. He’s h*ard again and I take

up

him, feeling his h*ard length twitch

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 he’s brought me to orgasm tonight, but the pain is overridden by the pleasure as he begins stroking

we begin to r*ub and s*troke in time with the other so that when my body contracts around his f*ingers, I

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

torture,” he says before taking my m*outh in a passionate k*iss. I wrap

and then get our clothes. We walk halfway back, letting our bodies dry before pulling on our

says, pocketing my p*anties that I tossed aside hours

up on trying to make it look presentable. He pulls on his pants

to the packhouse, he hands me my shoes and we sneak in like we’re children

to the stairs. Jaxon walks me to the top of the stairwell at my floor, taking my face and pulling me in for one more

stairs before he gets to his floor. He blows me a

down my hall, not paying attention, thinking of the

night?” My father’s angry voice rips me out

see him leaning against the hallway beside our door. “What are you doing here?” I ask

to explain to me why my daughter is coming in at daybreak looking like she just spent the night in bed with a

lifts his nose into the air.

wall, stalking toward me. “Do I need to remind you

my mate,” I