Page 79 of His Mate

He buried himself to the hilt, the fullness of him overwhelming, and then he pulled back and slammed into me again. I could feel the power, the restraint, in his every movement, and I reveled in the knowledge that it was for me, for us, the bond between us growing stronger with each passing second. Then his hand wound around me and brushed my clit.

That was all I needed for my entire world to burst into flame.

My orgasm rolled over me, my body convulsing with the waves of pleasure, and Rowan held me, his arms circling my waist as I shook. He didn’t slow his pace, didn’t relent, driving into me over and over again as I saw stars dance behind my eyelids. Bolts of lightning radiated up and down my every limb, searing every nerve from the inside out. My eyes rolled back in my head and my hips rocked back and forth as I rode out my orgasm until my screams turned to cries and then to soft whimpers as my pleasure finally began to relent.

My head fell forward, my forehead pressing against the wall. My knees felt like they might give out at any moment, but Rowan held me tight, his strong arms keeping me steady.

“Fuck, Kendra,” he growled, his hips rocking against mine.

I moaned, fully incapable of forming words at the moment, as his cock drove into me. The tip stroked against a place deep inside me, and I could feel myself rising once again toward another orgasm that would undoubtedly be more powerful than the last.

And then he pulled out of me.

I groaned, my legs threatening to give out, but Rowan spun me around, lifting me off the floor and cradling me in his arms. He carried me across the room, laying me gently on the bed on my back.

“Open for me,” he commanded, his eyes blazing with desire.

I did as he said, and he climbed on top of me, his cock sliding easily back into my dripping wet pussy.

His lips met mine, and the kiss was fierce, claiming, and I knew with certainty that the man above me was a force that could never be tamed. His cock drove into me again, his strokes hard and fast, his hands gripping my wrists and holding them against the mattress. I wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling him deeper, and his body tensed, his hips rocking as his movements became erratic.

“I’m going to fill you up with every bit of my cum, little wolf. I want it dripping down those pretty thighs tonight when you’re lying in my arms,” he growled.

“Rowan,” I breathed as my pussy clenched hard. He chuckled knowingly.

“Do you like that? Do you like it when I breed this tight little pussy? Does it make your little pussy clench to think of me filling you up?”

“Yes,” I moaned.

“You’re going to take me like a good girl, aren’t you?”

“Ohhhh, yes,sir,” I groaned.

He claimed my lips again, his body driving into mine, his cock sliding against that place deep inside me that made me shiver with pleasure. My inner walls fluttered around him, and then my orgasm ripped through me, his name tumbling from my lips over and over as the pleasure crashed over me, wave after wave of red-hot bliss cutting through me like a hot knife through butter.

I screamed until my throat went hoarse and then I screamed some more.

Rowan thrust into me again and again, his pace quickening. The tip of his cock pressed against my g-spot, and a third orgasm crashed over me. I writhed beneath him, my back arching off the bed, the pleasure nearly blinding. I was lost in the moment, lost in the sensation of his body, his cock, the feeling of his teeth nipping my bottom lip and the taste of his tongue sliding against mine.

“I’m going to come,” he growled, his cock slamming into me. “Come with me, mate.”

I could only nod. His hand tightened on my wrists, holding me down, and then his hips stuttered, his body tensing. His cock twitched inside me, and then the first jet of hot cum hit my womb.

My own orgasm tore through me, and I cried out, his name a chant on my lips as the pleasure consumed me. Fire burned through my every limb, coursing up and down every nerve until my toes curled and my nails dug into his back.

I held on for dear life as my release raged on, waves of pure bliss making me see glimmering stars over and over again. My head arched back into the mattress, and I closed my eyes, a seaof exploding fireworks going off inside of me. In an instant, my whole world seared red-hot and then when it finally started to fade, I collapsed.

Spurt after spurt of his seed filled me up, and my body shook with powerful aftershocks that wouldn’t stop. I shuddered and whimpered, my pussy contracting around his length. He was panting, his lips on my neck, his breath warm against my skin, and we both lay there, unmoving, the firelight dancing around us.

After a long moment, he let out a sigh and shifted his weight, his cock slipping from my pussy, and I groaned with a flash of disappointment at the empty feeling.

“Look at that,” he murmured, a smile in his voice as he slid two fingers between my legs. He pulled them away and showed me his glistening fingers. “Already leaking out of you.”

He brought his fingers back to my pussy, gathered his cum and pressed it back inside of me.

“You better get used to that, mate. You’ll be carrying my pups before you know it.”

I sighed and relaxed into the bed, a smile curling on my lips.

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