Page 77 of Brandt's Rule

“It’s okay. I’m not going to hurt you, not now, not ever. Just tell me what you want, and I’ll give it to you.”

Tempest looked from where just the first couple of inches of his cock sat nestled inside her, waiting for her to tell him how she liked it, and she had absolutely no clue, no experience at all other than her experimentation in the privacy of her own bedroom. She opened her mouth to speak but no words came out.

“Tempest?” Brandt asked.

“I, I don’t know.”

“You don’t…” his brows raised as he realized why she didn’t know. “You should have said something!” he exclaimed, making an effort to pull his hips back.

“No!” she half-shouted, slapping her hands on either side of his hips. “I want this! I just don’t know exactly what to tell you I might like.”

“Tempest… not like this,” he said.

“Yes! Exactly like this. Show me. Teach me. It’s supposed to be you anyway, right?”

“I just don’t want to hurt you.”

“I don’t think there’s any other way,” she said.

“I could ply you with a lot of wine, maybe it wouldn’t hurt as much,” he said, trying to make her a little less uncomfortable by lightening her mood.

“I don’t want to be drunk. I want to remember everything.”

Brandt moved back into position and curled his hips rubbing himself up and down her pussy again. He knew she was tense because she was expecting it to hurt when he forced his way into her for the first time, so he decided to distract her. “Why didn’t you warn me?” he asked.

“Because you’d treat me like some kind of princess. And it really wasn’t your business until…” Tempest cried out, her back arching, her head pressed back into her pillow, as Brandt surged forward, forcing himself into her with one strong, smooth stroke seating himself fully inside her. Once her head was thrown back, exposing her neck, he decided to get it all over with at once, sinking sharp incisors into the soft sensitive skin where her neck met her shoulder.

His teeth released her a few moments later, his tongue laving over the fresh wound his teeth had left while he held his hips pressed against her bottom, his dick buried deep inside her.

A snarl gradually built inside her, until she surprised him by raising a hand and slapping the back of his head.

“Ow! What? You said it needed to be exactly like this!” he said defensively.

“Both? At once? Like one wasn’t enough for now?” she demanded.

A smirk slowly crept into existence across his lips as he slowly started moving inside her, stroking in and out of her body, pulling moan after moan out of her as her eyes rolled back, and her lids clamped down. He picked up speed gradually, giving her time to adjust to any changes he made in rhythm or angle. It only took a few minutes of showing her different angles and speeds before she finally spoke to him.

“Oh, oh that! I like it all, but I like that best!”

Brandt grinned as he fell into the rhythm that she liked best, watching his mate’s body as she began to move with him. Rumbling in approval as her hands started roving his body, her eyes opening so she could see all she touched.

Tempest pinched his nipples eliciting a soft snarl as he thrust harder and faster in response.

“Oh, I like that, too!” she said.

“You’re mine, now, Tempest,” Brandt said, driving into her faster than he had yet.

Tempest met his gaze as her own body met his stroke for stroke.

Brandt looked away to look down the length of her body, practically hypnotized as he took in the beauty of his mate laid out beneath him. Holding himself up even more he shifted his weight to one arm as he used the other to drag his fingertips across the deep blush spreading across her body as her passion and excitement grew. He tracked the blush down between her breasts to her belly-button, then the slight dip between her hips until he ran his fingers through the soft silver hair that just barely dusted her swollen pussy. “Mine,” he repeated, his eyes not leaving the sight of his cock moving in and out of her, her vulva sliding along his dick, both of their bodies glistening as they came together as one. Then his attention seized on her clit, swollen and pink, standing up with arousal to be noticed. He stroked it with his thumb, causing her hips to jerk. He kept stroking it while thrusting into her, until her hands gripped his biceps and her upper body lifted off the bed, gasping for breath as she stared wide-eyed at him.

“Let it happen,” Brandt encouraged. “Let it happen. I’ve got you.”

Tempest started panting, her entire body was flushed and trembling as she finally screamed and fell over the precipice he drove her toward into ecstasy.

Brandt never stopped, his body determined to claim her fully, riding her into completion, until he finally shifted his weight back onto both hands and slammed his throbbing, leaking cock into her one more time before holding himself deep inside her, his release filling her body, marking her as forever his.

Brandt’s arms collapsed, his body covering hers as he allowed himself to rest on top of her, his head beside hers on the pillow. He only had a split second to rest before he was tensing, a vicious snarl erupting from him as he clenched his jaws.

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