Their Mating Illusion [Paranormal Protection Unit 2] (Siren Publishing Classic) by Honor James Page B

hair lightly.
    She beamed proudly at him and winked. “Good. It is good because you certainly fry my brains more often than not, so good. I’m glad that I was able to reply in kind.” She liked it, a lot. “But you did like it, right?”
    “Abso-freaking-lutely,” he breathed out with feeling. “If I’d liked it any more I probably would have had a coronary.” Tugging her hair lightly to get her to look at him, he smiled. “You have a very talented mouth, my little bond-mate. But I have to ask.” Quincy narrowed his eyes on her suspiciously. “Just where did you learn that nifty little maneuver, darling?”
    “No clue. I honestly was just testing the waters,” she admitted. “I did the sucking thing because I inhaled too fast and you seemed to like it, so I did it again and you really liked it a lot. That’s a very good thing,” she said with a grin.
    “A very good thing and I did like it a lot,” he said, shifting and pulling her up into his arms. Wrapping her close, he wound his legs with hers and held her to him. “But when I said you should be on top that wasn’t quite what I meant, sweetheart.”
    “No?” she asked with a grin. “And here I was thinking that was just what you were thinking.” She had known what he was thinking but she had wanted to taste him, needed to taste him. “I rather loved the way that I took my version of being on top, darling.”
    Snorting at that, he kissed her hard and fast. “Wench,” he whispered affectionately. Rubbing his nose to hers, Quincy stared at her, “You are amazing, Maya, completely and totally amazing.” She’d chosen him even after he’d fucked up royally. That still stunned him.
    Maya blushed and winked at him. “I’m just very glad that you liked it,” she told him joyously. “I truly believe that we need to try to blow each other’s minds many times in our lives, darling mine.”
    “I like the sound of that,” he whispered and kissed her lightly once, twice, and a third time. “I’m completely addicted to your taste. I love how you taste, not just your lips but all over.”
    “I am glad,” she said happily. “Because I really like how you tasted as well.” She licked her lips. “A whole lot,” she told him with a moan. “Goodness gravy, I need you again. Will you make love with me again, Quincy, please?”
    “I’d say you should be on top but we all know how that one ended,” he growled at her softly and grinned at her big, cocky grin. Chuckling, he stroked a hand down her back gently. “Though if you ask nice and swear to be there with me this time, I will let you on top.”
    “Only if you show me just what it is that I’m doing up there,” Maya shot back. “I mean I know tab A goes into slot B, but how do we move together? How do we make each other come with me riding on top of you?”
    Laughing softly, he rolled to his back, “Well let’s start with getting tab A into slot B, darling, and then I will show you a bunch of things.” He’d have to get her some “instructional” information so that she’d feel a little more in control of their lovings. But, again, that was for much, much later.
    Rolling him to his back once more, she looked down at him and licked her lips hungrily. Maya looked down at Quincy and grinned. “Do I get to taste you again?” she asked him happily. “Because if I do get to then”—she all but purred—“I’m not so sure tab A will go anywhere but slot C, darling.”
    Growling, he smacked her bottom. “Slot C can do what it wants later. Right now we are looking for slot B. So get slot B in position so that tab A can damn well bury itself where it’s aching to be, woman.”
    She couldn’t help herself from snickering and moving over his body. Adjusting herself so that both her thighs were on the outside of his, she looked down. “Are you sure that Slot C can’t…” She saw his look and laughed. “All right! Help me?” She braced her hands on his chest and tried to lever down