Page 51 of Owning His Mate

“I know you won’t.” I sound breathy, wanton.

He rips the material of my pants, shredding them away from my body. The cold air kisses my skin as he does the same to my panties, leaving me exposed.

I’m dizzy from all the sensations rolling through me as he moves down my body, and when his mouth latches over my clit and sucks it hard, my eyes roll in my head. The throbbing between my legs is so intense I feel lightheaded. Every cell in my body is electrified as he moves over my sensitive bundle of nerves.

“Fuck, Kye…” I gasp the words, gripping the edge of the couch as if it can stop me from catapulting my hips into the air as he swirls his tongue along my slit.

I can already feel my climax building. Tingles and tremors gather momentum deep inside my pelvis and my nipples are so hard beneath my shirt that I can’t stop from kneading my breasts to relieve the growing ache.

“Do you need me to help you with that, little mate?” he asks, a hint of amusement in his words.

“Yes,” I whimper. “Please.”

His hand moves mine aside as he reaches under my shirt, lifting it over my breasts. I watch his fingers pull down the cups of my bra and roll around my left nipple. Pleasure shoots to my pussy and my back arches off the cushions. His mouth latches around one of the buds, sucking it gently before grazing his teeth over it and I draw in a hissed breath at the wave of pleasure that spans through me.

I need him inside me.

There is pressure in my head as my orgasm gathers to an almost painful crescendo. My mouth is open as I suck in air that doesn’t seem to fill my lungs.

Every inch of me vibrates with need and desperation to have him. It’s never been like this. I can feel his every emotion through the bond, and it’s dizzying.

Come for me,my little mate.

The reverberationof Kye’s voice in my mind is too much. My body responds to his command, and I fall into my pleasure. I squeeze my thighs together as they tremble, trying to close them as my orgasm almost painfully tears through me.

My eyes scrunch shut as I gasp and pant like I’ve run a marathon.

Something enters me, and my pussy clamps around the intrusion, still pulsing and contracting, trying to pull it deeper inside my body.

It’s only his fingers, but it does ease the ache within me a little. A low growl rumbles in his throat as he uses the pad of his thumb to manipulate my clit while hooking two digits inside me.

I’m not even fully naked, and this may be the most erotic moment of my life. I’m so desperate for him to fill me.

“Please,” I beg as he almost brings me to orgasm again, but at the last second, he pulls away to focus on sucking and nipping my bottom lip.

I’m going to die if he keeps this up. I’m wired tight, like an elastic band that has been pulled too many times. I keep chasing the orgasm building within me, needing release, but before I can go over the edge, he changes what he’s doing.

“Kye!” I snarl, and he kisses my jaw.

“You want to come?”

“Yes!”

I try to focus on the orgasm that is tantalizingly close yet so far out of reach. As a last resort since he’s not getting the job done, I slide my hand to my clit, circling it, and trying to get myself off.

“Such impatience.” He chuckles as he removes my hand, earning another growl from me.

Before I can say a word, he tears off the sheet that was wrapped around his waist and shoves his cock inside me. I make a sound that I’ve never heard before—a guttural moan that seems to travel the whole length of my body. He drowns it out when his mouth clamps over mine, and heat pools further in my belly as our lips crash together.

There is a pinch of pain as he stretches my insides wide enough to take his thick shaft. Pinned between him and thecushion, all I can do is cling to his biceps as my body adjusts around him.

I can feel him so deep inside me, it only adds to our growing connection. Our eyes lock together as he hammers his hips against me, driving deeper and deeper into my pussy. Neither of us looks away as this moment between us is immortalized.

“Mine.”

I don’t argue. I am his, and he is mine. He dips down and kisses me like I’m his oxygen even as his hips keep moving. There’s a part of me that relishes being this wanted. Nobody has ever treated me like this before. I was the freak with magic powers. The girl with no wolf. Kye sees past all of that. He doesn’t care how broken or defective I am.

He wants me.

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