Page 16 of Hunting for Love

Ronny’s forehead drops onto my shoulder and he takes a moment to process this information. After another moment he kisses my skin softly. “Well, he sounds like a dumbass. I know we’ve only just met but I already know he missed out on a wonderful thing with you, Zander. You’re a good father, you’re strong, you’re smart, and I’m really lucky that you’re here withmeinstead of him.”

There’s something in Ronny’s voice that makes a shiver run down my spine. He’s possessive in the tiniest way and it whispers to my inner omega, it makes me feel claimed. I love it.

“I’m yours,” I say, my voice coming out shaky and unsure even to my own ears. Thankfully, Ronny knows exactly what to say.

Strong hands turn me around until we’re face to face. Ronny leans down, rubbing his nose over mine before whispering against my lips, “you’remine.”

For being a human, Ronny sure knows how to speak directly to my inner animal. I pull him onto the bed with me as our lips meet. As I lay myself against his pillows, we trade kisses. When our tongues meet, heat goes through me. My hips rise up off the bed, pushing our cocks against each other, adding to the anticipation and pleasure we’re exchanging back and forth.

“Ronny,” I gasp out, tilting my head back. Ronny’s mouth moves away from my lips, trailing kisses against my jaw, then my chin, then down my throat. Gods, it feels so good and my heat is finally catching up to me, overwhelming me. I’m filled withneed.

“What do you need, Zander?”

“Need you,” I tell him through clenched teeth, pleasure zinging through me as he sucks a mark into my sensitive throat. My instincts are going wild at the feel of his teeth against me. They whispermark me, claim me, mate me.

Ronny swallows thickly. “Do you need me inside you?”

A whine leaves my throat as my entire body breaks out in goosebumps.“Yes.”

I reach down between us, plunging two fingers into my ass. I’m so fucking wet that they slide in with ease. After making sure I can take him, I pull my fingers out, using my natural slick to get his cock nice and wet.

“Fuck, Zander,” he gasps out when I stroke his cock. “Fuck. I’m embarrassed to admit this probably won’t last very long.”

“That’s okay,” I tell him, my clean hand going to his face so he’ll look me in the eyes. “I just want you in me. I want you to come inside me. Can you do that?”

He nods vigorously. “If I do something wrong, promise you’ll tell me? I want this to be good for you.”

“It will be,” I tell him seriously. “Because it’s you. You’re my true mate and that alone makes this special.”

Ronny smiles wide, his cheeks bright red from the compliment and to hide it, he dips down and kisses me. The kiss is perfect and does its job, distracting me until all I can think about is how fucking wet I am, how empty I am, how much I want Ronny inside me.

“Please,” I whisper, needing him more than I need anything else. A moment later, Ronny readjusts, the tip of his cock touching my entrance. I suck in a sharp breath, bearing down and letting him inside me.

“Holy fuck,” Ronny hisses out and I let out a startled chuckle becausesame. This feels so good to be connected to my true mate like this, to have him fucking me, to have his first time feel likethis.

“That’s so good, Ronny,” I babble, closing my eyes and enjoying the feeling of being full and stretched like this. His cock is fucking perfect, hot and hard and long. Gods, I could easily grow addicted to the feeling of him inside me. “Fuck. Fuck me, Ronny. Come on. Please.”

Ronny buries his face against my throat, biting down on my shoulder as his hips begin to move. He pulls out before fucking forward, over and over. He starts slow, testing the waters, seeing what feels good. Very quickly though, he finds a nice rhythm and we both sink into it. It feels so fucking good and I close my eyes, letting myself get washed away in the feeling of his mouth against my shoulder and his dick stuffed tight within my ass.

“That’s perfect, Ronny,” I gasp out, my body clenching around him in pleasure as my orgasm gets closer and closer. “Keep going. Right there. Yes!”

My heart beats against my ribs, my body going tense. Ronny pulls back so he can look down at me, his dark eyes filled with lust. But they’re also filled with affection. “I want to make you come so bad,” he says, his voice husky. “Can I touch your cock? Would that help you come?”

I nod my head. “Yes. Please, Ronny. I’m already close.”

Ronny readjusts onto his knees to have a better angle to fuck me from while also give him room to stroke my cock. He loses his rhythm but after a few moments, he finds it again. There’s absolutely no skill in his movements, no finesse or fancy moves. But his enthusiasm and care make up for it. He truly wants me to feel good, he wants to please me, he wants me to come. Fuck, I’ve never had someone treat me like this and it’s overwhelming.

“I’m gonna come,” I blurt out, wrapping my legs around his waist and squeezing tight. “Keep going. Fuck!”

Ronny lets out a broken noise, his hand tightening around my cock. I can feel him coming. I can feel his dick throb inside my ass. I can feel the warmth of his cum hitting my insides.

My hips rise up off the bed and that changes the angle slightly. His cock rubs against my prostate and it’s enough to have my own orgasm racing through me. I moan as my cum splashes from my erection onto my belly and chest, covering myself. The smell around the room is intoxicating and I sink into it, letting it wash over me and add to the pleasure running over me like warm water.

“Fuck,” I whisper, letting my body go limp under Ronny. He lets go of my cock and I whimper.

“Sorry,” he whispers back, carefully pulling himself free from my ass and I whimper again. “Are you okay?”

I nod my head, giving him the tiniest smile. “I’m okay. That was fucking amazing but I want to stay full,” I admit with a blush. I want something inside me still as I come down from my orgasm.

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