Page 55 of Witch Way to the Diapers

“Why?” she asked, her lips grazing his. “Someone needs to be sweet to you once in a while too.”

His throat was thick with emotion. There was so much he wanted to say at that moment, but words were failing him. Instead, he kissed Fia with as much passion as he felt. The kiss alone could have melted the house down, and he was only getting started. As they continued kissing, Sayer pushed Fia back onto the bed, his hand going up the hem of her dress, following the curve of her thigh. His fingertips brushed against her underwear. They were damp against his skin.

“You’re already wet for me,” he breathed.

“I always am,” she responded with a coy smile.

He leaned over her and took her mouth with his again. As he explored every inch of her body with his fingers, Sayer tugged the dress higher and higher until it was wrapped around her waist. Somewhere along the way, her dress, her bra, his pants, and socks were lost.

With the dress gone and Fia lying on the bed in nothing more than her panties, Sayer nearly lost his mind. She was all smooth, perfect, and ready for him. He lowered his head between her parted legs, kissing her through the thin material of her underwear. He flicked his tongue through the lace, chucklinghappily at the reaction he elicited from his mate. He slowly peeled the underwear off, wasting no time. He kissed her core again, this time, his tongue meeting her clit. Her sweet taste exploded in his mouth, her scent filling his nostrils.

“Ah, Fia. You’re the best thing I’ve ever tasted.” He took another swipe at her to confirm just how wonderful her nectar was. Yes, he was definitely addicted to this. He took longer licks up and down her lips, teasing her, before finally letting his tongue trace the edges of her nub. He closed his mouth around it, pulling it into his mouth completely.

His tongue moved again as Fia’s hips lifted off the bed to meet his mouth. She was panting, writhing under his touch, her hands locked into the strands of his hair. He continued laving her clit with attention until Fia’s breath caught. He sucked on the nub, sending her over the edge. He watched as her body flushed with her release. Her hands continued gripping his hair while he licked, swallowing each wave of her climax.

He smiled at her, pleased that he had been able to bring his mate pleasure, but he was hardly done. He kissed his way up her body, stopping at her chest to deliver some attention to Fia’s beautiful breasts. He tweaked one nipple with his fingers while he caressed the other with his tongue. She arched her back, presenting all of herself to him, for him.

“I want you, Fia. So much.”

She nodded. “I’m yours, Sayer. I really am. Take me. Make me your mate.”

To demonstrate the point, she lifted her hips off the bed to grind up against his cock. He made quick work of his briefs and settled between her legs. The head of his cock was at her waiting entrance, but he didn’t push inside her. Instead, he let the moment sink into his mind. This woman, the lovely, caring woman, was all his.

It was them.Justthem.

He took his cock in hand, positioning himself. His eyes were connected with hers as he slowly eased in. He stilled as he bottomed out, needing a moment. She was like a tight glove around his erection, soft and wet, tight and perfect. Every. Single. Time. She clenched his cock, silently begging him to move. He did, easing out before sliding back in. He set a slow rhythm, intent on making it last as long as possible. He wanted to remember every moment, every flash of emotion on Fia’s face, every feeling.

Fia dug her heels into his ass, her nails digging into his back as she met him, thrust for thrust. Pleasure and passion coiled inside him, and with every motion, he was seconds from losing himself to her once and for all. But he didn’t want to get there without Fia. He tilted his hips and moved out of her slowly, drawing out the movements until she was a breathless cloud of want under him. She moaned his name, swore, and pleaded to come again. He gripped her hip, his claws digging into her skin, leaving the burning mating mark behind.

She came as he marked her, clenching him hard, nails digging, his name on her lips, it was a moment made of pure devotion. He was right there with her, his hips moving in and out of her with more speed as his climax overtook him.

“Fia,” he shouted with one last hip thrust. He came hard, emptying himself inside her. His entire body was still as his cock trembled inside, spurting all of his seed.

All around his erection, Fia spasmed, her walls milking everything he had to give to her. She purred, wordlessly begging for it. His eyes were locked with hers in the heated moment. He had come deep inside his mate, and something in his soul was forever changed. He didn’t pull out, but leaned down, his body draping over Fia. He captured her lips in a kiss as his cock began to soften. He didn’t want the moment to end. It was too pure, too perfect.

“Love,” he said against her throat, “was that all right?”

“All right? It was wonderful, Sayer.” Her hands brushed his sweaty hair back. Her hazel eyes sparkled with emotion. “It wasmorethan wonderful. It wasperfect.” She arched against him to kiss him softly.

He rolled them onto their sides, keeping her in his arms. Sayer kissed the top of her head, inhaling her scent that now had a hint of him in it. It filled him with a sense of possession. Fia washis. His to protect, his to love.

She stretched her body against his like a content kitten.

“I’m not ready to move,” he told her, already planning out his next amorous advances.

Fia giggled into his side as she drew patterns on his skin. “I could use some food.”

He growled, pinning her under him. He nipped at her shoulder. “I’ll feed you in a minute. I want you again.” His cock was already thickening, and he rubbed it against her leg. Her eyes popped wide in shock.

“Amazing. I amsookay with that.”

Another few hours passed before they made their way to the kitchen to eat a bit. Fia was wrapped in a dressing robe, and he was only in his briefs. They fed each other fruit and pizza, and Sayer’s cheeks soon started to ache.

Because he was smiling so much.

Because he was with Fia.

Together.

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