Page 36 of Cowboy Bear's Hope

He waited quietly in the back of my mind for the perfect moment to claim her.

I was there for that. I needed to bind her to me. Instinct, the primal kind, was an unyielding beast.

It rode me hard. My mouth salivated and my gums ached. Sooner than later, my canines would descend, and the need to strike would be overwhelming.

“Dante, you feel incredible.”

“So do you. You look so fucking gorgeous, Honey, riding my body like a goddamn Valkyrie,” I told her, grabbing her hips and pumping her up and down.

“Is it what you thought it would be? Fucking me?” she asked, tossing her head back and letting me take over.

I was new to sex, but I knew the mechanics well. Everything else was pure instinct.

“No. It’s more,” I growled, and doubled my efforts.

Driven by the need to pleasure my mate, I allowed the words in my head to spill from my lips. Told her all the things I wanted to do.

“You’re such a dirty little girl, aren’t you, Honey? Sitting on my lap with your wet pussy, grinding it all over me,” I growled, and was rewarded with a gush of wetness flooding between us.

The way she fit me could only be destiny. I was a big man, but Avery was made for me.

“That’s it. Let me feel how slick I make this pussy. S’perfect. I wanna stay buried in it forever. Tell me I can. Tell me it’s mine,” I demanded as I fucked her harder.

Her eyes and lips were wide open. And Avery nodded.

“Words, Honey. Tell. Me.”

“Yours. I’m yours,” she mewled, clutching at my shoulders as her walls tightened around me like a vise.

“That’s right. Mine,” I grunted, and picked her up by her ass as I rose to my knees.

Never once did I stop fucking her. I pressed my hand to her chest, so she had no choice but to lay back as I worked my cock deeper, searching for that special place inside her. The one alluded to in magazines and the dirty novels Penny liked to read.

I’d borrowed a couple myself on the off chance I’d have the opportunity to be with Avery like this.

All I could say was every man should read a romance book or two. I adjusted the angle, pressing my pubis against her slippery little clit.

“Oh, God!” she cried out, and I knew I’d succeeded.

She felt so tight, so hot and wet. It was pure heaven. I watched her like a hawk, waiting for the precise moment she started to come.

Then I shifted our positions, laying her down, caging her in with my body so I could pound into her. On my knees, I had all the leverage I needed. The sound of my balls slapping against her ass was so damn hot.

I couldn’t stop myself from letting go. Oh, I should have been sweet and soft for her. But this was momentous, and I couldn’t hold back if I wanted to.

“Oh my God. I’m still coming. Dante, I’m still,” Avery cried.

I felt her body clench around me and knew her orgasm was still spiraling.

Holy. Fuck.

She was divine. I slammed my lips to hers, needing to taste her pleasure.

Our kiss grew deeper, hotter, and I licked into her mouth, savoring her honey sweetness on my tongue.

My cock was so primed. Any second, I was going to explode.

I lifted my head, searching her eyes for a sign. Avery met my gaze and gave the slightest nod before tilting her head to the side.

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