Page 16 of Stalking His Mate

He’s fucking big and my throat struggles to take him, but he doesn’t let me up and I’m determined to do this. I want to.

“Ah, fuck Amy. You’re a fucking dream!” he praises as he slips deep into my throat.

My pussy clenches and I flick my eyes up when I hit the base of him. He’s breathing hard, his fist tight in my hair. My lips are stretched wide around the thick base of his cock and when I stick my tongue out to lap at his sac, he loses it.

“Fuck!” He arches and his hips thrust up, choking me just before he comes down my throat. His salty tang fills my mouth and I swallow down each pulse of his thick cream. Tears burn my eyes before sliding down my cheeks but if he wasn’t choking me, I would be moaning. It’s amazing. The helpless feeling while also knowing that in this moment we’re both at each other’s mercy.

“Christ, Amy I’m sorry—” he gasps, dragging me off him. His eyes are glazed from his orgasm, but also filled with concern as he wipes away my tears with his thumb.

Concern. Not disgust.

Licking the last of his cum from my lips, I give him a watery smile. “Did you like that?” I ask.

His arms wrap around me, and he pulls me into his lap, “Gods, yes.” With me tucked against him he asks, “Did you?”

I nod. “I loved it,” I answer honestly and then can’t help adding on, “is that okay?”

His arms tighten around to the point it’s almost hard to breathe. “Amy, everything you do is okay. Everything you feel is okay. Anything that gives you any pleasure is okay.”

I nod again, and this time I smile too. And I even begin to believe it.

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DANTE

I’m beginning to think that there is never going to be a time when I won’t want to murder her worthless ex. What the fuck kind of mind fucks did he play with my girl? When she apologized for enjoying herself while giving me the best head of my entire life, I wanted to pack her up and take her with me to track down his useless carcass. Then I’d let her watch as I beat the ever-living shit out of him for every slight he ever made against her or her daughter.

Instead, I wrap her in my arms and hold her.

I turn us onto our sides and curl my body around her so I can bury my nose in the back of her neck and drag more and more of her lemon and vanilla scent across the glands behind my front teeth with each breath.

For a long time, we lie like this. Naked. Cocooned.

The completeness I feel laying this way with my mate is hard to describe. It’s satisfaction. It’s what I always imagined happiness should be, which makes me wonder how she feels. I’m a stranger to her, and yet the way she opens up with me. She let me touch her until she came for me. And now, she’s relaxed and snuggled in my arms.

Her chest rises with a deep breath and then she shifts, twisting her body so that we’re chest to chest. Her soft brown eyes flutter up to meet mine with an openness that has my heart squeezing in my chest.

Her lip’s part and I wait for what she’s going to say, but instead of words she leans up and presses her lips to mine. I’m frozen. Startled into stillness, so I don’t immediately kiss her back. Instead, I enjoy the way she initiated this sweet kiss. Luxuriating in the soft press of her mouth and the heat of her breath. Until she pulls back with a questioning look, and I watch as doubt flickers in her eyes again.

No. I don’t like that. I don’t want her to ever feel like she needs to question her actions towards me. Us.

“You can kiss me anytime you want to, baby,” I tell her when her eyes slide away and she goes shy. Reaching up between us, I pinch her chin between my fingers, tilting her head back so I can meet her lips this time. I groan when she returns my kiss, and my dick goes from chub to tempered steel when she slicks her pointed tongue against mine.

Her hands slide up my chest to my shoulders and when her blunt nails bite into my skin, anchoring herself to me, my hips rock up into her. Her breath catches when she feels how hard I am for her, and I can’t hold back a grin that spreads beneath her lips.

Fuck, she feels so good. In my arms and against my cock.

“I need you baby,” I groan before capartmenturing her mouth again.

She whimpers when I force her lips apart so my tongue can tangle with hers.

“I need you too,” she whispers, and then does something that totally surprises me. With her hands on my shoulders, she pushes me onto my back and straddles my hips, “I need to feel you inside me.”

Her neck arches when she rolls her hips and slides her slick pussy up and down my dick. Getting me nice and ready for her.

A low purr starts up in my chest and I grab her hips. I mean to hold her still, but instead I end up pulling her against me, over me, showing her the rhythm I want.

“That’s it, get me nice and slick,” I rasp. “You feel so good, baby. I’m gonna slide in and fill that pussy so good.”

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