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It’s thick and long. But that isn’t what has me clutching my pearls. The head has little tiny…what looks like…barbs all over it.

He fists himself and looks at me as if he thinks I might run away. I can’t lie, I don’t really know what to do with that.

“They won’t hurt you. But it is something that crosses over from being a lion shifter. An actual lion has sharper barbs. These are blunt, but once I come, I’ll be locked inside of you until they go down,” he says sheepishly.

I kneel in front of him to get a better look and he sucks in his breath when I reach out to touch one. As I run my fingers over the tops of them, I realize that not only are they not going to hurt, I think they are going to feel pretty good.

“Well, at least now I know why you said I was going to have to be ready,” I say with a laugh.

“You’re killing me Little Lioness, let me inside you,” he says.

I really want to see what these feel like before I go any further, so I just put him in my mouth. He instantly grabs my hair with amoan. He said he wanted to be inside me, but he wasn’t specific about where.

The barbs feel soft in my mouth but as I pull off, I can feel them moving to grab my lips. Oh, this is going to feel so good.

“Shasta, I’m not very patient,” he growls. “You’re going to be mine, right now.”

Lifting me to my feet, he pulls my top off, picks me up, and slides himself into me in one deep thrust.

He starts thrusting into me and as he pulls out, I can feel the barbs inside me grabbing at my walls. It feels so good.

“Oh, my Goddess, Kadi. That feels amazing,” I moan as he continues lifting me in time to his thrusts.

Moving us over to the bed, he falls onto his back. When we land, it pushes him up inside of me to the hilt. Grunting, I grind down on him.

“Oh Gods, Shasta, take me like a good girl, you can do it,” he reaches in between us and starts rubbing my clit. His arm muscles flex and roll as he uses his fingers to bring me even closer to release. “Your pussy is choking me. Come on my cock, Little Lioness. Give it to me.”

Clamping down, I ride harder, pushing my hips back and forth, instead of up and down. I can feel him deep inside me and I slowly feel myself hurtling towards my release. I moan, and reach up to play with my nipples, giving them a good twist. My pussy clenches hard as Kadi hits that sweet spot.

“Shasta, I’m going to bite you, so if you aren’t ready you need to tell me now. I can’t help it. Your pussy feels so good tightening on me that I’m about to blow like it's my first time,” he groans.

I nod my head yes.

“I need your words, Shasta.”

“Yes, Kadi. You can mark me,” I say breathlessly.

I can feel his barbs swelling inside of me and all it does is make the friction so much better. Shaking, I continue moving and Kadisits up, holding the back of my head as he tilts it to the side. He licks a long trail down my neck and then bites down, breaking the skin. The bond on his side finishes clicking into place and I can feel that he’s about to lose it just like me. It feels like electricity crawling under my skin as waves of pleasure envelop my body.

I moan again, gritting my teeth, and before I know it, we are both slamming into our release together. Kadi roars and I feel his cum coat my insides as the barbs lock in. Shuddering, I come harder than I ever have in my life, feeling a wet puddle forming underneath me.

Breathing heavily, we both just sit exactly how we are, neither of us caring about the mess. We can’t move anyway until Kadi can get his barbs to unlock.

He whispers in my ear, “Hello, mate,” as he presses soft kisses to my cheek and temple. Feeling something inside of me loosen at his words, I sigh deeply and rest my head on his shoulder.

“Hello, mate,” I say back to him as I fall asleep right there.

Chapter six

BLTs on Toast with a Side of Giggles

KADI

Watching Shasta sleep, I take a deep breath and thank all the Gods for bringing her into my life. I was starting to think I would never meet my mate. She’s perfect. Brown eyes, dark roots and brows. She obviously dyes her hair blond. You can tell she is at least part Indian. She has some beautiful Hindu and Sanskrit tattoos on her body. That tells me that her heritage is important to her. Full pink lips, mid-sized breasts, just a little over a handful.

I lick at the bite on her neck. It’s mostly healed, and this should be the last lick it needs to finish the job. She stirs a little in my arms. Opening her eyes, she looks into my face and smiles a shy smile.

“I didn’t mean to fall asleep,” she says softly.

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