Page 25 of The Fated Mate Bandit

He shakes his head. “Don’t you dare apologize for that. Can I touch you?”

“Yes.”

Instead of cupping me over my underwear, which is what I was expecting, he slips his hand underneath my underwear and cups me bare. Bliss shoots through me like lightning. I lift my hips off the mattress, ever desperate for more of him.

“Can I…” Silver says, inching his fingers down between my legs.

“Yes.” Of course, I say yes. He can touch me wherever he wants, do whatever he wants. My body lights up with the pathway of his fingers, and I whimper when he finds that pucker of skin that makes me ache for more. I want to beg him, but I hold back. We’ve barely kissed. I’m bonded to someone else. What will he think of me if I beg for it?

He pushes one finger inside me, and I arch off the bed. The solid thickness of his fingers, and the heat of his gaze are too much. It’s too wonderful. I’m not used to this. I’d forgotten what it was like to actually want someone inside me.

“Can I taste you, baby?” he asks.

“Yes.” I don’t know if he means my cock or my slick. It doesn’t matter. The heat of his mouth circles around my cock just as he pulls down my underwear. I’m mortified that his head gently bumps into my belly as he goes down on me, but he lets out a breathy moan and takes me in deeper. I dig my fingers into the sheets and try not to call out. His brothers are still in the living room.

His finger pushes inside me again, faster this time. He finds that secret spot that Daryl is always too lazy to care about and strokes it. I rock into it, overwhelmed by his mouth and the wild sensations his fingers are creating within me. I can’t see what he’s doing because of my belly, and somehow, that’s better. I think I’d be too embarrassed otherwise. He cups my balls and starts bobbing up and down on my cock, the muscles of his throat constricting rhythmically around the tip. I writhe, powerless to stay still. He’s so giving—so kind. I can feel the pressure building, the orgasm coming. It’s scary and wonderful at the same time. Because it’s just as good as I remember. I thought I’d put Silver on a pedestal in my head—that there was no way he could be as good as my memories.

“Silver!” I cry out, as my body seizes up. I don’t tell him in time for him to pull off before I come into his mouth, but he doesn’t back off. He sucks me hard, and I thrust into his mouth, my vision going white. I’m unprepared for the wild pleasure that crashes into me like a tidal wave. I claw at the sheets and thrash my legs, clamping down on his finger. My orgasm keeps going, and Silver continues with it, forcing his finger inside me, despite how hard I pulse around him.

When it’s finally over, all the muscles of my body release, and I feel like putty on his bed. He lets my cock slip from his mouth and trails kisses up my belly, cresting over the top and kissing his way down. He veers over to my shoulders and kisses the crook of my neck before making it to my jaw, my ear, my cheek. “Oh, Lucas. I’ve missed you.”

I can taste my cum on him when he kisses my mouth. It’s a languid, long kiss; a gentleness that makes me want to hold on to him forever. He’s the alpha I really want—the alpha I’ve always wanted.

Fate will punish me for that.

“Can I be inside you?” Silver asks.

“Yes. Please.”

The drawer next to us opens, and I can hear the tear of a condom wrapper. It makes me tear up, so I kiss his mouth to prevent him from seeing. He doesn’t know how much it means that he’s grabbing for a condom without me having to ask.

“How do we do this and keep the pups safe?” Silver asks.

I roll over onto my hands and knees. I feel far more exposed like this with my belly hanging down and my ass in the air. But Silver doesn’t pause for a moment. He just climbs on top of me, his large body covering mine like some kind of shield. I love the warmth of his chest along my back, and the hardness pressing against the crux of my ass.

“We never did it like this before,” he whispers, sucking at my earlobe. He wraps one arm around my chest, holding me close as he ruts against me, his slick cock sliding against my hole. “Fuck, Lucas.Whydid we never do it like this?” The tip of his cock pokes at my entrance.

I rock back, eager to have him inside me, but the angle is wrong, and it slips out.

“Do you want me, baby?” Silver asks, grinding against me. He sucks at my neck, maddeningly close to my scent gland. That’s where Daryl bit me when we bonded. It’s also one of the most sensitive parts of my body.

“Yes. Please, Silver.” My cock is already hard again. My refraction period is almost nonexistent when I’m with him.

Silver’s mouth moves down my neck. He never dared do this when we were in high school. Everyone knows that an omega wolf shifter’s neck is off limits to anyone but their mate. There are so many nerve endings on my neck, my body can’t decide if I want him to move his mouth lower to suck on my scent gland or penetrate me. I hold my breath, desperately hoping he’ll know what I want without me having to ask.

His hips shift behind me, his hand reaching back to position himself. Then his mouth moves down and latches onto my scent gland as he slowly pushes inside.

I cry out from all the sensation. Silver’s cock is huge inside me, stretching my walls past the point of comfort. The fullness is almost painful. And his mouth—God, his mouth. He’s sucking hard at my scent gland, making me weak from the pleasure.

Then he pushes further inside me. It takes me a moment to register that he still hasn’t bottomed out. He goes deeper and deeper, scraping his teeth along the skin of my scent gland. I dig my fingertips into the mattress, unable to cope with the rush of another orgasm as it surges through me. My ass contracts around his thick cock, and it hurts in the most delicious way.

“Fuck. Did you just come again, baby?” he asks.

I nod. “Please don’t stop. Your mouth… it’s wonderful.”

He latches his lips onto my scent gland and sucks again. I arch into him, no longer sure if my body is still coming or if I’m simply feeling pleasure. The lines between those two things are confusing now. He slides further inside, until his thighs are finally flush with my ass. We both moan. I feel the vibration of his voice against my scent gland.

“Oh, Silver.” This is better than it was before—better than I thought sex could be.

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