A Mate's Bite

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She spread her legs open for him, giving him access to her moist heat. He loved the scent of her arousal. Like the sweetest cream, she drew him in for a taste. He planted small kisses on his way down her body. When he reached her belly, he rubbed his cheek on her abdomen before moving down to her s*x.

“Mmm pretty…” He groaned. Her p***y gleamed with her juices. Curling his arms around her full, sexy thighs, he pushed her legs back and rubbed his nose over her c**t.

“Oh, Nate!”

The way she said his name, desperate and urgent, turned his c**k concrete stiff. He licked at her p***y in circles over her tender, slick flesh. Her scent drove his animal wild. It was a mixture of her and him and the new life they’d created. He loved it. She gripped his hair tight in her fists, pushing at his back with the balls of her feet. Another lick and she begged for more. Her husky voice pushed him to continue lavishing her with pleasure.

She moaned louder at each twirl of his tongue on her c**t. And when he drove his tongue deep into her sheath, drinking her essence, she gasped. Her channel flexed around his tongue, sucking him deep. He wanted to feel her doing that to his c**k. Feel her p***y squeeze tight on him with every glide into her fluttering walls.

“Oh God! Oh God! Oh God!” She tugged on his hair, wiggling her hips closer to his mouth. He pulled back and glanced up. Her eyes were closed tight, lips puffing out harsh breaths as her breasts rose and fell with each ragged intake of air.

The tiny bundle of nerves peeking between her lips called his attention. He flicked his tongue over the hard little nub. She gasped, legs locking tight on his shoulders. With another lick and the grazing of his teeth, she screamed as her body shook hard and her channel dripped her juices. He inhaled her scent, caressing her quivering s*x with his lips.

A tugging on his hair caused him to glance up. Her smile and sleepy eyes brought back that satisfied feeling from before. This was right. Him and her. Together.

“Come here,” she whispered with a flirty grin.

He crawled up her body, ignoring the aching hard-on and the desperate need to ram into her hot p***y. He bracketed her head with his arms and held himself above her. She wasn’t having it. With one hand on his c**k, she pumped him hard from root to tip.

Christ that felt good. He clenched his teeth to keep from begging her to do it again and watched her smile widen.

“I love that.”

“What?” He asked with the rough voice he couldn’t help since his animal lay right below the surface.

“The gorgeous glow in your eyes.”

He didn’t know what to say to that. No female had ever called the wolf’s glow gorgeous. “You like it?”

“Yeah,” she pumped him in her grip again. “I like knowing you have that wild side sitting there, wanting to play with me.”

“Baby, the wild side wants to f**k you senseless,” he said, his voice deeper and harder due to how turned-on he was.

“Do it. Come inside me.” She licked her lips. “I feel empty without you.”

Another time and he’d have tried to take it easy. Taken it slow. Not tonight. He’d missed her too much. Wanted her too much. Her scent called out the beast within. In a single thrust, he drove deep. Her p***y rippled around his c**k.

“Yesss.”

Her whimper of satisfaction did him in. They locked lips and kissed while the urge to fill her with his seed overpowered all his thinking abilities.

Fuck her. Take her. Mate her.

Thrusts turned frenzied, his movements harsh and uncoordinated. She dug her nails deep into his shoulders. The bite of pain only called the animal to the surface. A growl rumbled in his chest, blending with the sound of her enjoyment. Her nails raked into his hair, and she yanked his hair back, pulling his face from hers. She chose that moment to squeeze her pelvic muscles around his c**k.

“Hell!” He choked out.

“Make. Me. Come,” she ordered breathlessly. Passion glimmered in her eyes. Her lips, swollen from his kisses, puffed air out of her mouth.

He rammed her repeatedly. Their gazes locked. The link between them thickened with each thrust, until there was nothing but the two of them. Nothing else existed in their passion bubble. Sliding a hand between them, he rubbed on her slick center and watched her go over.

Pleasure filled her features, and she screamed. For him. The sound was music to his ears. It filled his heart with joy. He snarled. His muscles burned from exertion. The power of his beast turned his body stiff as he closed in on his own release. Fire crackled down his spine, shooting through his c**k and releasing into her channel, filling her with his scent. Marking her as his from inside. He jerked into her greedily. Groaning at each suck her p***y did on his d**k. With every spasm of her s*x, he jerked again. It went like that for long moments. Afterwards, he laid down beside her and hugged her to his side.

Though she’d given herself without restriction to him physically, he scented her withdrawal. It hurt him to not know how to reach her.

“Go to sleep, baby.”

She sighed, snuggling closer into him. “I missed you too.”

Those words…they generated a pressurized ball of guilt inside his chest. Guilt for not being there with her, but still happy she’d admitted to some emotion. He knew they needed to spend a lot more time together before she could trust that he was serious about them.

“I’ll be around more. I promise. Things have been very crazy with Caleb’s pack and the bar.”

“I don’t need promises. I understand. There are other things that need your time. It’s fine.” He heard the skepticism in her voice, but he was a Wolfe. And they never gave up on the women they wanted. Ever.