Page 78 of Owning His Mate

I press my cheek against his chest, listening to the steady thud of his heart. “I don’t know if I have the strength to see this through.”

“You do. You’re the strongest female I have ever met—the most stubborn, too.” He adds the last part with a quirk of his lips.

“Did you… Did you just banter with me?”

He brushes my hair off my face so tenderly, I can’t help but melt a bit. “Didn’t think I had it in me?” he teases.

“I like it,” I assure him.

“What else do you like?”

I grind my pussy against his cock, which is already solid in his sweatpants.

He makes a low growl in the back of his throat, and it urges me to keep teasing. I rub against him again, this time circling as I add friction.

“I need my mate.”

“I will always give you whatever you need, Apryle. You know this.”

His hand slips between our bodies, rubbing between my legs, causing delicious sensations. I grind on his hand, urging more tension, more pressure.

Everything is throbbing and pulsing, every synapse in my body feeling alive. I can sense his pleasure through the bond, and I feel so connected to him.

He turns me around, positioning me so I’m leaning against the counter, my ass his for the taking. Tingles spread through me as he pushes my pants down and trails his fingers over my skin, making a shiver run up my spine.

Fuck me.

I need him to fuck me.

The anticipation of what is going to come fills me with needy excitement, and I rub my thighs together, trying to create friction. I can’t see what he’s doing, not without turning around, but I wait patiently, listening to the sounds of his clothes rustling before I feel the bulbous head of his cock against my slit.

“Do you want me to fill you up, my little mate?”

“Yes,” I gasp as he slides it through my slick wetness.

“Be a good girl and I’ll give you exactly what you need.”

He pushes inside me with no warning, filling me completely. My head tips back, and I swallow the scream of joy that wants to tear out of my mouth as he stretches my pussy. My fingers curl into the edge of the counter, trying to ground myself as his thick shaft pins me in place.

“My beautiful mate. You take me so well.”

He pulls back to the tip, and my insides contract, trying to hold him inside before he starts to pump his hips. Every delicious stroke reminds me of how perfectly we fit together, despite our size difference.

My body was built to take him, just as his was made to give me what I need. We are two sides of the same coin, and whether or not it is magic that binds us together as mates, I don’t care. He and I are meant to be, no matter what. I never thought the day would come when I would think that, but I love Kye with every inch of my body.

My insides flutter as heat spreads through me.

I feel him everywhere, not just physically but also in my mind. His pleasure is mine, and mine is his as we become one soul joined together.

I drop my head onto my arms, spread on the counter as he slams into me over and over, his strokes fast, then slower, his hips circling to drive deeper into me.

My breath is tearing out of me, the sounds I’m making feral and wild. Every inch of my body feels alive and on fire.

He spills his seed inside me at the same time I go over the edge, my climax temporarily blinding me. My thighs quiver, my vision rolling as I sag against the counter, boneless.

Kye skims his hands over my ass before grabbing some paper towels to clean up our combined fluids. I wait while he takes care of me, and when he’s satisfied, he pulls my panties and pants back up and peels me off the counter.

Turning and going into his arms, I hold him like I’m scared to let go.

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