“Don’t move, beauty. I want you to lie still while I kiss every single inch of you.”
My hand slid down to her body. A growl escaped me, driven from my most primal center as I flicked the button of her jeans undone. Gripping the edge of her pants, I started pulling them down her legs. Her eyes were wide as she watched me.
She lifted her hips to allow me easier access as I slipped them off her. Once she was there in nothing more than her pink lace panties, I froze. She was a beauty. It was the only way to describe her. Once they were off, I latched my mouth to hers again, loving how perfectly sweet she tasted. Our kiss became more desperate, hungry. I never thought anything could feel this incredible, this consuming.
“What are you doing to me,” I growled into her mouth while her hands roamed up my body as if trying to explore new territory. I welcomed her touch. I craved it. Her touch was paradise for a man who was forged in hell. “I’m going to claim my mate once and for all.”
I slipped my hands beneath her panties and pulled them to the side. The smell of her wetness filled my nose, making me drunk on the scent. Nothing had ever smelled so sweet. Sliding my fingers through her slit, I gathered her cream and brought my fingers to my mouth.
“Look at me, beauty,” I demanded. “Watch as I lick your sweet cream clean from my fingers.”
Her eyes widened as she swallowed. I placed my fingers into my mouth and licked her sweet pussy juice off them.
“Arkin,” she whispered. Her lips were parted as her fingernails clawed deeper into my skin.
When I’d cleaned her juices off my fingers, I retook her mouth. I speared my tongue in her mouth so she could taste herself on me. Breaking the kiss, I gripped her panties and ripped them from her body.
“Oh, God.” Her head fell back and her eyes slid shut as I slid my middle finger into her pussy and thumbed her clit.
“You’re so wet. So responsive to my touch.”
I dragged my teeth back down her neck to where it met her shoulder. Sinking my teeth into the supple flesh, I pumped my finger in and out of her, loving how her tight pussy gripped the digit, sucking it back in. My wolf was at the surface. I felt him clawing to get out, wanting to mark her, pierce her slender throat and mark her up so everyone knew she was mine. I had to fight to keep him back.
I kept working my finger in and out of her, my thumb pressing tight circles on her clit. Our naked, sweaty bodies pressed tightly to each other. She slipped her hand between us and grabbed my cock. I hissed from her touch. It was like the perfect fire, with a flame rising to a crescendo.
“God, you’re so big. I’m not sure if it’ll fit.”
Her words had me growling.
Retaking hold of her ass, I pulled her to the edge of the bed, urging legs farther apart.
“Don’t move. I want to see this sweet pussy.” The fact that she did what I said without any hesitation, submitting to me and my animal, had my skin tightening. My hands were on her knees as I pushed her thighs apart. A gasp left her, but I kept my gaze on her pink pussy on display. My mouth watered. Her wetness glistened under the moonlight, and her clit was engorged, standing out from the hood at the top of her mound. The need to taste her took over and consumed all my thoughts.
I moved farther down on the bed. I let my hands slide down her inner thighs until my thumbs brushed against her labia. I spread her open and saw the darker pink of her inner lips. Latching my mouth on to her, I closed my eyes and grunted at her taste.
The flavor, sweet and musky, covered my taste buds. I was addicted. I knew right then that if I died at that moment, I would die blissfully happy.
I ate her out until she came against my lips. She ground herself against me. I smiled, loving that only I could have unleashed this kind of passion for her.
“I need to feel this tight pussy wrapped around my cock. I want to fill you with my come, baby. I want to see it dripping out of your pussy. Marking you, making you mine forever.”
She nodded.
“Say it,” I demanded.
“Please fuck me,” she whispered in the darkness.
I placed my dick at her entrance. I slowly moved, letting her adjust to my girth.
I didn’t want any barrier between my mate and me. I wanted my cum in her so that she smelled like me and so she’d get pregnant and grow big with my pups. I gripped her waist to control my thrusts. Wet, hot tightness immediately engulfed me, and I buried myself to the hilt.
She braced her hands on my arms, steadying herself, and I started fucking her. The animal was in control. Harder and faster until sweat trickled down my back, and I felt my beast growling and snapping for more.
“Squeeze that pussy around my cock.” Mine! “You’re so fucking tight. Your pussy feels so damn good, beauty.”
I pulled her hands over her head, holding her there as my prisoner.
“Watch my cock going in and out of that tight pussy,” I demanded.
Her gaze shot down as she watched where our bodies were joined. The sight of her watching my dick moving in and out of her was the most erotic thing I had ever seen. Her wide, beautiful eyes were consumed with emotion and lust. I joined her watching my dick pummel her tight pussy. The sight of my dick moving in and out of her was so hot. Her pussy lips surrounded me. “All. Mine.”
The feeling of her inner walls clenching around me told of her imminent orgasm. I pulled my hand back down between us and started rubbing her clit as I pumped faster. She cried out as she came around me. Throwing my head back, I let my climax rise to the surface, roaring in ecstasy.
“Arkin!” Her cry had me watching her orgasm again. Her juices were mixing with my own.
I slowed my pace and slid out of her, pulling her up into my arms. I kissed the top of her head, my wolf sated, pleased I’d finally claimed our mate.
“You’re mine,” I whispered, sensing her acceptance.
I wasn’t letting her go.
Chapter 5
Calliope
I woke up curled in Arkin’s arms. A smile formed on my lips while I cuddled deeper into him. To my shock, he was still as hard as steel, nestled between my ass cheeks. I never realized that the mating bond would feel like this. I knew that it would be fantastic, but I never thought it would be so perfect. I turned around so I could face him. His rough face looked so serene and peaceful as he slept.
“Good morning, beauty,” he mumbled half into the pillow. “How did you sleep?”
“Like a log. Where did that expression come from? I mean, logs aren’t alive to sleep. Or are they always asleep?”
He brought his finger up to my lips, silencing my mindless rambling.
“Are you nervous, beauty?” he asked, a sly smile forming on his lips. At that moment, he reminded me of a fox. I closed my eyes as he lightly traced that finger across my lips.
“A little,” I admitted, basking in his touch.
“There is no need to be nervous. You know that, right?”
I nodded, unable to put into words all the emotions I was feeling. “I know that in theory, but the reality is much harder to wrap my mind around. One minute I’m heading here to work in order to take care of my father, and the next moment I’m mated.”
“The mating bond is strong,” he stated matter of factly. He brought his lips to mine, grabbing my bottom lip in a gentle bite. I could feel his dick nudging at my center, causing me to become wet with arousal again.