Page 44 of You're Not My Mate

“Yeah, you see, I’ve seen the error of my ways, and I can now see the value of not owning a television.” He leaned in close and brushed his lips across the back of her neck. He heard her soft subtle moan, which was quite intoxicating. He wanted to hear it again.

Sliding his tongue down the curve of her ear, he moved past her lobe and then toward the pulse within her neck. She moaned, and he couldn’t help but glance down to see the fullness of her tit, the peak of her nipple as her arousal began to build. Not only could he see it, he could smell it as well.

His mouth watered, and without even realizing what he was doing, he spun her toward him and pressed her against the bed, already moving between her thighs. They were not open wide enough and he had no choice but to nudge them to fit between.

“Rocco?” she asked.

Taking possession of her mouth, he felt his wolf close. He was hungry and desperate, needing to fill her, to thrust every inch of his hard cock deep within her tight cunt. At the same time, he hungered for a taste of her sweet honey.

Her lips were enough of a distraction for now. With one hand at the back of her neck, pulling her in close to him, theother he slowly caressed down her body, stroking over her full ripe tits, and then sliding down toward her sweet pussy.

The scent of her was driving him wild. It wasn’t long before he had no choice but to break from the kiss so he could travel his lips down and suckle at her sweet tits. First one nipple, and then he tongued between the valley, going across, and then toward her other one, sucking it into his mouth.

He had the oddest sensation that he wanted them to be full of milk. In fact, he suddenly had a very overwhelming desire to have Rose pregnant with his child. She would be completely bound to him, and then it wouldn’t matter what he did in the past.

Rocco couldn’t help but feel guilt over what he had done. There was just no moving past it yet. He needed Rose to forgive him, but he also needed to earn that forgiveness.

For several minutes, he teased each breast, taking one nipple and then the other, going back and forth, loving the sounds that came from her. He certainly loved it when his name spilled from her lips. It was like he’d been waiting all his life to hear that one sound.

He’d never known his name could arouse him so much, but he also knew it was because it came from Rose. This was his woman, his mate, his soul mate, and he had nearly messed it up. He was so thankful that they had somehow been able to come together. The club hadn’t been surprised when he told them the truth.

Wolfe and Boyan had been shocked that he was able to keep his shit together, especially with Graham being so close. Graham had spoken up saying he was no threat to anyone, and of course that immediately started him backpedaling as it made him sound weak.

Rocco didn’t know why but he thought telling the guys would be difficult. It wasn’t. This felt right to him and showedhim how much time he’d wasted.

Kissing down her body, he didn’t linger anywhere else, as the scent of her pussy was driving him crazy. He needed to press his face against her core, to bask in her cream, and to lick off every drop. Rocco wanted to hear his name from her lips as she came. He couldn’t get enough of her. He knew this was the way their life was going to be, and he was looking forward to growing old with her and having a family. He never thought he’d be ready for that.

Rocco spread the lips of her pussy open, and his mouth watered for a taste of her cunt. The swollen clit was just begging to be licked and sucked. He needed to taste her. Sliding his tongue across her swollen nub, he couldn’t resist taking it into his mouth and sawing his teeth around the tight bud. He heard her gasps and saw her hands clench into fists, holding onto the sheet beneath her.

He let go of her clit and ran his tongue all the way down her slit, pressing his tongue in and out of her tight cunt. He tasted the two of them together, and he suddenly had an overwhelming need to fuck her so hard, to plunge his cock deep within her tight cunt. First, he was going to make her come.

Fucking her with his tongue, he drew back and went toward her clit, sliding back and forth, making her cry out. When she suddenly reached down and sank her fingers into his hair, he was more than ready for her, especially as she rubbed her tight cunt into his face.

He reached beneath her ass, gripping her as he sucked at her pussy. Her orgasm started to build, and he rode that wave with her, getting higher and higher, until she whimpered his name, and then the moment she went over the edge, he was there, drinking her cream.

His cock was so hard and as he moved up her body, he dried the excess cream from his face. Reaching down betweenthem, he grabbed his cock and lined the tip to her entrance. He stared into her eyes, the sweetest blue he’d ever seen, and he couldn’t believe he’d willingly spent time away from her.

Thrusting in hard and deep, he seated himself to the hilt within her, taking her harder.

They both cried out.

Rocco took hold of her hands, and then, staring into her eyes, drove hard and deep, feeling the orgasm already starting to build. All he could thing about was getting her pregnant, flooding her womb with his cum, and filling her with his baby, making her his for the rest of their lives.

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“So, you and Rocco, are you like a guaranteed thing?” Graham asked.

Rose glanced over at Graham who’d been peeling potatoes.

“Are all humans gossips?” Rose asked.

Rocco had been called away to do some kind of club thing. She didn’t ask for the details, as his only concern was if she’d be okay taking care of Graham. She adored Graham. He was her true, first, and only friend. Even before Rocco. He was also one of the few people she liked being around.

“We have our moments. Are you telling me wolves are not gossips?” Graham asked.

“I guess we have our moments.”

“Do you think you and Rocco and your mating will be the hot gossip of the season?” he asked.

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