Total pages in book: 29
Estimated words: 27964 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 140(@200wpm)___ 112(@250wpm)___ 93(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 27964 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 140(@200wpm)___ 112(@250wpm)___ 93(@300wpm)
She leans back in the chair with a sexy moan and that little sign of surrender snaps something loose inside me. I’m going to claim her. I’m going to breed her. I’m going to mark her. I’m going to make this girl scream with pleasure and I’m going to make her mine once and for all.
I dip down between her thighs, inhaling her heady scent until my head spins. She smells like heat and honey. She smells like heaven.
Mark her, my bear growls out of nowhere. Our mate’s scent must be making him as crazy as it’s making me.
I will, I tell him. Just be patient.
He growls impatiently, but he sits back and lets me take over.
I press a soft, gentle kiss onto her inner thigh. She lets out a shaky gasp, her fingers tangling in my hair as I slowly move closer, my breath hot against her slick skin.
She pushes her pussy toward my mouth like she can’t bare to wait another second. I grin as I make her wait, torturing her just a little.
“Magnus…” she moans, squeezing her eyes shut as she arches her back. “Please…”
I take one last look at her beautiful pussy and then I dive back in, sliding my tongue between her folds, slow and deliberate, savoring every second I get to taste my mate. I make my way up to her clit and circle it with the tip of my tongue. She arches off the chair with a deep, heavy cry.
I can’t get enough. I start licking her all over—long, slow strokes that build into firmer, deeper swirls around her entrance and clit until she’s trembling and whimpering in front of me, hips rolling against my mouth, tits bouncing to the rhythm of my tongue.
“Fuck, you taste like heaven,” I groan against her, tightening my grip on her thighs to hold her still as I devour her. “And you’re all fucking mine.”
She’s so wet. Soaking my mouth and dripping down my chin. I fucking love it. I greedily lap up everything, taking every drop she gives me.
Her little whimpers build into cries as I cup her ass in my big palms, pulling her closer, lifting her pussy to my mouth so I can suck harder, lick faster and deeper. She sinks her hands into her wild black hair, her flushed cheeks glowing pink. Those sexy eyes half-lidded and fixed on me like she’s trying to brand this into her memory forever.
I know she’s close. I can feel it in the way her body clenches, in the way her breath is turning ragged, in the way her cries sound like they’re about to erupt like a volcano.
“You going to cum on me?” I growl between licks. “You going to cum all over my mouth?”
“Yes…” she whispers, clutching the back of my head and grinding against my mouth like she’s desperate for a release. “It’s coming…”
I wrap my arms around her thighs and pin her in place as I ravage her with my tongue. My mouth moves mercilessly—up, down, side to side—lips and tongue working her clit in a rhythm that makes her scream out into the night.
Her fingers grip the wooden chair, breasts heaving, lip caught between her teeth. “Oh shit…” she gasps. “I’m going to cum...”
Her voice breaks as the orgasm rips through her.
She arches off the chair, screaming my name as I hold her down and suck her clit, drawing every last shudder out of her. Her legs are trembling, her breasts bouncing as the intensity rocks her in a way she’s never experienced before. She screams one last time and then collapses back into the chair, shaking with sharp gasps and wrecked little moans.
I slow my strokes, giving her hot pussy long gentle laps of my tongue and dragging out her release as long as I can. Her hands find my cheeks, fingers trembling, and she cups my face as she looks down at me with half glazed-over eyes.
“Come here,” she whispers, voice shaking as she pulls me up.
My cock is rock fucking hard as I go to her, kissing her soft mouth and giving her a taste of how sweet and succulent her pussy is.
Her hands eventually steady as they slide through my hair while our tongues get reacquainted. “That…” she whispers, “was unreal.”
“Baby, that was just the warm-up,” I whisper, giving her a wicked grin. “You haven’t seen a thing yet.”
She gasps as I pick her up and hold her against my chest like she’s the most precious thing in the world. To me, she is.
“We have all night,” I tell her.
I carry my mate into the house and head straight for my bedroom. She’s never been here, but she doesn’t take her eyes off my face the entire time.
“Welcome to my bedroom,” I say as I walk in. “Where you’re about to spend all of your time from now on.”