Page 21 of Griffen's Mate

Griffen’s kiss took her breath away but soothed the aching need pulsing through her. His hands explored her body, easing the burning need. She arched into every stroke, and when his fingers found the folds of her pussy she mewled and clawed at him, eager for more. Heat spread through her and settled at her core, throbbing.

Tearing her mouth from his, she breathed deep, taking in his scent. Griffen trailed kisses down her neck then nibbled along her collarbone. Running her hands around his back, she clutched him to her. Sparks shot straight to her core. He sucked on her neck, and when he licked her ears she bucked against him; anytime his mouth touched her ears it drove her wild.

Hope pulled him back up for a kiss. Her lips locked with his as she ran her hands up and down his back. Hope loved this man and that he was all hers. She wanted him inside her. She wanted this ache to stop.

Griffen’s hands ran over her body, cupping her breasts and tweaking her nipples. Using the pads of her fingers, she traced the ridges in his back before coming around and trailing over every crevice and muscle. Hope loved the feel of his body against hers.

She backed up on the bed, and he crawled up to hover over her. She felt the steel of Griffen’s cock as it slid back and forth across her folds. Her body was hot, burning hot. She needed release, she craved it. Griffen ravaged her mouth, and she wanted him to do that to her body. He sank down on her and she rubbed herself on him, her nipples beading against his chest.

She couldn’t wait any longer. She needed release. She tore her mouth from his on a groan and panted for breath. He rested his face into her neck and sucked and nibbled on the top tip of her ear. Sparks fluttered over her, and her body tightened.

“Please, no more waiting. I need you inside me. Please, I need…” She moaned her frustration at not having what she wanted.

His cock lined up with her entrance, and she felt his fingers help spread her pussy lips as he sank into her. Gazing up into bright blue eyes filled with pure possession, with need just for her, she basked in every inch his dick sank deeper.

He stared into her eyes. “You’re mine. My mate. Whose are you? Who gives you everything you need?”

“You. Only you,” she gasped as he thrust the rest of his long, thick cock into her.

She screamed in pure pleasure as he stretched and reached just the right spot. She clutched Griffen to her as the building pressure he’d made rose higher and higher with each push and pull of his cock.

“You feel so goddamn amazing. You’re so fucking hot.” He rested his forehead on hers. “Your smell is driving me mad. It’s like an aphrodisiac.” He sighed and leaned back, studying her, but she didn’t want him to leave her body so she wrapped her legs around him, stopping his retreat.

“No, don’t go. I’m so close. I need release. Please. Please don’t stop.” Hope begged him for what she needed, pulling him down and locking her lips to his.

He gathered her into his arms, and the motion had her rising up and his cock sank back within her. With every retreat, she dug her heels into his arse to bring him back into her, and it sent tingles blasting through her, which settled at her core. She was so bloody close, and she knew this would be a big one when she got what she craved. She clenched her muscles around him experimentally and grinned when he moaned and stopped moving.

“I’m going to come if you do that, beautiful mate of mine.” He leaned down and nipped at the tips of her ears, and she mewled with pleasure.

His hand glided down her back and came around and his fingers rubbed her clit. When he moved his cock out and slid back in again she let go, exploding on a scream of bliss. “Griffen. Oh yes. Griffen.”

Griffen didn’t stop moving at a steady pace in and out, but his fingers on her clit slowed and let her ride out her orgasm.

In a haze of euphoria, she looked down and watched as his muscles strained and tensed with each retreat and enter. He kept his steady pace for a while before he slowly started picking up speed and changing his rhythm. The pleasure built again, and she started to move her hips to meet his thrusts. Running her hands over his chest and back, she let the immense heat and need wash over her again.

Closing her eyes for a moment, she concentrated on the sensations rising within her, letting them take over and consume her. An inferno built, bubbling higher and higher with each caress, with each stroke of Griffen’s cock. She rose up, gripping his shoulders and moving as best she could, searching for another fall.

“Mine. Mine,” Griffen growled over and over.

“Oh God. Yes…Yes. Harder. Deeper. Oh yeah, so close,” she screamed, uncaring if the whole world could hear her. Her breaths came out in pants and she strived for what she wanted—no, needed.

Grunting, Griffen pounded into her, and she gloried in his strength. He leaned down, nuzzled her neck, and nibbled on the point of her ears, sending shots straight to her pussy. With a couple more powerful thrusts, he buried himself deep and she felt the base of his cock start to swell.

Screaming, she shattered into a million pieces. Her pussy quivered and clung to him. Holding him close to her, she let euphoria wash over her. Nothing had ever felt like this before. If there was a heaven, she was in it right now.

Griffen pumped into her with a final deep push before yelling his release. She moaned as his cock swelled, locking him inside her as his warm seed shot deep. It felt fantastic. She knew what this heat meant. This was a goal for her to get pregnant. She was one hundred percent on board with that.

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Griffen

Griffen was exhausted. Hope had been ravenous, and he hadn’t left the house in almost a week. He never thought he could say there was such a thing as too much sex, but now...

He darted his gaze back to the bed to see Hope was finally asleep. Her heat had been different than what he’d heard shifter females were and even the humans. She barely slept, and she had devoured him every chance she got. Her sole function was getting release and satisfaction. She hadn’t even stopped for substance unless he’d begged for it.

He was going out and the first thing he intended to do was go to his mothers and eat. Then he was going to the restaurant and eating the biggest steak they had. He knew he’d lost weight. He was skin and bones.

Shifting to his wolf, he stared at his reflection in the French sliding doors, and he saw that even his wolf looked famished, but damn his wolfly grin was smug. His wolf loved how many times they’d claimed their mate and she’d screamed his name.

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