Page 46 of Forbidden Daddy Mate

“I’m aware. But you have multiple knife wounds at the moment.”

“Trust me when I say I’ve had much worse,” he said. One hand began toying with the button of my jeans. “And I’ve never been particularly patient.”

His mouth claimed mine again. He undid my jeans, and my own fingers reached toward his pants. That insatiable need he always seemed to ignite inside me burned hot, wiping out all worries and fears and any thoughts beyond his lips and my need for him.

Our clothes fell to the floor. His cock stood fully erect and waiting. I took it in hand, stroking gently, giving a slow smile as I watched his eyes flutter closed as his fingers tightened their grip on me.

I wanted to taste him, needed to feel him inside me. But before I could bend to take him in my mouth, he had grabbed me by the waist, pulling me into the air. He spun, slamming me against the wall and pinning me there with his body, my legs locked around him. His thumb moved to my clit, toying with it, flicking expertly in a way that made my entire body scream with need. My back arched, eyes closing as I let the sensation wash over me.

His lips moved down from mine, caressing the side of my neck, my collarbone, sending new and even stronger cravings running through me. Still holding me in place, he grabbed my breast, squeezing. He smirked as he watched my reaction, clearly relishing my expression of pure need and delight. He took my breast in his mouth, gently biting the nipple. The sensation began to be too much. I gasped and squirmed, hands digging into the flesh of his shoulders as that need built nearly to the point of no return. I could feel myself nearing the precipice.

Just as I was about to fall over into oblivion, he stopped, his hand moving away from my clit. I opened my eyes, glaring, and he returned my glower with a wicked smirk before pulling my lips back to his as he pulled me away from the wall, carrying me over to the couch.

He set me down, fingers tracing down my body as he moved down to my legs, drinking me in. The soft but confident caresses shot through me, electrifying me to my core as I melted beneath them.

He spread my legs, looking up at me hungrily before moving his head between my thighs. His tongue ran along my slit, lingering on my clit, sending new spasms of pleasure running through me, turning me nearly mindless with need and longing.

His tongue thrust inside me. I cried out, my hands tangling in his hair as he continued to ravage me with his tongue. My breathing shallowed, and I groaned as his thumb moved to my clit, rubbing it back and forth. I arched my back, eyes squeezing shut, knowing that I was about to come—

Yet again, when I was nearly about to shatter, he stopped. I glowered at him. Without a word, he pushed me down until I was sprawled on the couch. He clambered on top of me. His cock circled my vagina, pressing teasingly against it, not fully entering. He saw my pleading expression and grinned before spearing himself inside me.

I cried out, my fingers gripping the fabric of the couch as he thrust in and out of me. Every pump sent new sensations of ecstasy and desire racing through me. I moaned and writhed, relishing every moment of his cock inside me. That insatiable burning grew and grew, reaching the edge for the third time, and this time, I knew I wasn’t going to be able to hold out for much longer.

I tried to hold on, wanting to ride that edge, that buildup, for as long as possible even though it became nearly unbearable. I groaned, panting as my mind went blank.

Then he ordered, “Come for me,” and that was all it took. I broke, shattering into a million pieces as I plummeted over the edge. My hips bucked as I rode the orgasm, relishing the pleasure and release I’d been craving as he satiated the need in a way that only he’d ever been able to do. My wolf howled with craving and satisfaction, content to finally be near her mate for good.

He didn’t stop even after the first burst of pleasure had run its course. Instead, his thumb moved to my clit, not breaking stride. I cried and squirmed as the fire that had just been quenched burst into flames again. That insatiable need grew, growing larger than it had the first time. I panted and writhed, moaning as every thrust brought me more pleasure.

The instant I felt him come inside me, I shattered a second time. My nails dug into his back as my hips moved in time with his.

We slowed, and finally, he slid out of me, leaving me feeling somewhat empty. He looked down at me, smiling with a warmth and affection that electrified me to my core.

“Doing okay?” he asked, hand cupping my cheek, his thumb stroking my chin.

I nodded, nuzzling against him.

“I’m great,” I said. “Better than great. You?”

“I’m great,” he said. His eyes roamed up and down my body, that familiar look of lust filling his eyes. The backs of his fingers ran along my stomach, from my hips to my breasts, sending new shivers through me. “Although, seeing you like this is making me hard all over again.”

I raised my eyebrow, my lips curling into a smirk as I nuzzled against him, feeling his cock stiffen against me.

“Well, then,” I said, tilting my head. “I guess we’ll have to find a way to take care of that, won’t we?”

Chapter 23 - Malcolm

“Merry belated Christmas, everyone!” Tannen said, carrying in three bottles of champagne and several flutes. The corks made satisfying pops as he poured the wine, humming Christmas music to himself as he did.

“Just wish it weren’t January,” Rand grumbled as he took a glass. “I love Christmas, but I can’t stand Christmas music after the fact.”

“Aw, lighten up,” Mark said, slinging his arm over the other man’s shoulder. “We didn’t get to celebrate it beforehand. Let us enjoy ourselves.”

“I don’t have anything against you guys enjoying yourself,” Rand protested. “Just the music.”

“Let everyone have their fun,” Klyte said. “I, for one, am going to enjoy finally getting some relaxation, considering our original trip was marred by a bunch of vampires hellbent on killing us for a decades-old vendetta.”

“Yep. This time, no vampire compulsions making me pick this place,” Jenn said.

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