The Professor's Second Chance Mate

Chapter 18b

“Patience, my darling. We’ve only just begun.” His fingers slid inside my panties, gently running up and down my slit. It felt amazing, but also awkward with the way he was watching my face for my reactions. He lurched up and captured my lips again. I actually whimpered when he pulled back. He grinned like I’d given him the best present ever. I’d have given him whatever the hell he wanted right then.

Reaching my hand down, I desperately wanted to grab his d**k and return the favor. I wanted to hear him hiss again at my touch. But he pulled back out of reach. I whined instinctively before I could stop myself.

“All in good time,” he grinned wickedly.

My fingers had brushed against the top of his p***s. I was surprised to feel a little bead of c*m there. Perhaps he was as ready to pop as I was. I didn’t know much about s*x or men. As he kissed his way torturously slowly down the center of my body, I absentmindedly rubbed the stuff between my fingers, imagining if he would glide that smoothly within me.

When he reached my core, he removed my pants, so slowly. I risked a glance at him, even though I was sure I’d o****m from it. I was already teetering on the edge as it was. He’d removed his boxers at some point too. I was so lost in what he was doing to me, I’d missed it. When his eyes met mine, I slipped my finger into my mouth, tasting that little bit of him for the first time. His eyes flashed gold.

‘Delicious.” The word slipped out as a whisper but apparently he liked it.

When his mouth latched onto my c**t I sucked in a breath. It seemed to get caught in my lungs for a moment.

I moaned, “Fu@k, Kelton. You are amazing.” My hands slammed on to the bed beside me gripping the bedding tight as my back arched.

“As I said, all in good time, my love.”

He dipped down once more, and I could barely keep from wiggling. I wanted to stay still and take his love, but at the same time I wanted to escape it. It was so much. Too much. Yet, I also wanted to push my body into him more. A second later the tension building within exploded as I orgasmed.

Soon he slid in a finger or two. I have no idea why really, I was still coming down from my high. Within a few pumps I’d tipped over the edge into the most amazing o****m of my life so far, yet I had a feeling he would bring me so many more.

When I caught my breath, I wanted to return the favor. But again I just stared at him, grinning, groaning, and blushing like an i***t. Struck mute yet so damn content.

“Are you tired?” Once again I wanted to slap myself for my awkwardness.

Really? You’re both n***d and his face was between your legs minutes ago, and that’s what you say? Maya snarked, but I could feel her emotions. She was both happy and desperate to complete the marking and officially claim our mate and be claimed by him.

“Oh, we’re not done, darling. Unless… his eyes bored into mine laced with concern.

“Nope. We’re not done,” I agreed as he slid up level with me.

His fingers trailed down my arms, sending tingles rushing through me. His every touch drove me wild. As he rolled on top of me and settled there, he admitted, “I love you.”

I don’t even remember the last time I heard those words from anyone. Despite that, I answered with cheek.

“I know.”

When he finished laughing, I told him I loved him too. I did. Age gap, titles, reputations be damned. He was mine. And I was his.

I reached down and lined him up, rubbing him back and forth a bit. He’d slipped on a c****m, thank god. I hadn’t even thought of that. Though when he did it, I don’t know. We should probably discuss kids and birth control at some point. He has two grown ones. He might not want anymore.

He started moving slowly and gently, effectively wiping those thoughts away. I knew he would be gentle. He was the most considerate person I’d ever met. I could tell he was holding himself back, afraid to hurt me. It did hurt at first. It was a strange, full feeling. I mean he was literally stretching me. Cliche as it sounds, I was honestly surprised it fit. Or maybe it wasn’t all in yet. But as soon as he moved, the good tingles outweighed the initial sting and a little moan escaped my lips as my eyes fluttered shut, lost in the feelings.

“Look at me, darling.” My eyes snapped open at his words. He liked to look at me, he liked to see my reactions, I noticed. I felt awkward and sexy at the same time.

Still, he seemed to be holding back. Part of me was thankful for a moment, but then I needed more.

“Love me as you need to, as you want to. I can take it.”

“Oh, you think so,” he whispered, softly biting my ear lobe. I couldn’t answer, I just blushed and nodded. Who knew the ears lobes were so sensitive? Maya and I were both putty for him. He c****d an eyebrow and paused his movements, silently asking, use your words, I was sure.

“Yes,” I stammered. His pace quickened slightly and an odd feeling started to build in my belly. Like a tension coiling, preparing to spring. More intense and deeper than anything I’d felt before.

“Can I mark you?” He grunted.

I nodded, then quickly said, “yes, and you?” It came out like a strangled plea. Fu@k, I was close to exploding again.

“Absolutely,” his voice sounding as strained as mine, his canines visible and his breathing labored.

His bite pushed me over the edge, and I made strange groaning sounds as I orgasmed. His venom shot through my system, connecting our souls. My belly clenched and my body damn near spasmed from the overwhelming pleasure. When he retracted his teeth, he licked my neck to seal the wounds, sending waves of pleasure across my skin. Then he tilted his head, offering me the crook where his neck met his shoulder. My turn.

As I marked him, he groaned and jerked, I figured that meant he reached his o****m too. I guess experience will teach me more about reading those signs. I hope I satisfied him.

Shut up, Maya mumbled contentedly.

As we lay next to each other, my whole body was buzzing, especially my lady parts. It was deliciously sore down there but not really painful.

“Are you ok?” He asked.

“Perfect, you?” I sent through our newly established mind-link.

“Perfect”, he replied, and kissed me.

I couldn’t put a word to my feelings. But I could describe how it felt when he curled his big, hard body against my back and left one last tingling kiss on my shoulder before he drifted off to sleep. Safe and adored. I’d felt like an outsider in my pack and in my own family my whole life. Finally, I felt like I belonged. His arms were my home.