Page 31 of Love is Trash in Hallow's Cove

With hismate.

“God, yes. You’re the best thing I’ve ever smelled, but it’s beyond that,” Jake sighs.

“Every inch of me wants you. Not only because of your scent, but because of your wit and wacky sense of humor. Your kindness. Your romantic, hopeful side. Your sexy as fuck body. It’s all of you.”

Desire washes over me at his proclamation. Hearing how much he wants me is making me soak my panties.

I bite my lip and Jake groans. “I swear I’ve had a permanent hardon since we started dating.”

I let my eyes drag down his chest to where the chair blocks him from view, then back up to his face. “Show me?”

His far too adorable raccoon ears flick at my question, and the flush on his face spreads down his neck. “Are you sure? I dropped a lot of stuff on you all at once.”

“Your dick isn’t going to scare me off, Jake. Besides, I think it’s only fair for me to get a peek after you stole my panties and vibrator.”

“Technically, they were in the trash so it wasn’t theft—Shit, what am I doing arguing with my mate when she asks to see my cock?”

I laugh at his flustered state. “Good question.”

He gives me a nervous smile and shifts to step out from behind the chair, but I hold my hands up to stop him. “Wait! You don’t have to show me if it makes you uncomfortable. I know we’re mates, but if you’re not ready to do more than kiss—”

I cut myself off mid-sentence as Jake steps fully into view. I struggle to keep my eyes on his face instead ofimmediately looking down, but I’m only human and I asked to see, so I lose the battle after a few seconds.

I absently appreciate Jake’s thick chest and padded stomach sprinkled with a mix of gray and black hair, but it’s hard to think about how sexy his big body is when I see what he’s been packing. “Wow! That’s…”

I say a silent prayer for my pussy, because how exactly am I meant to fit thatmonsterinside me? The tip is flushed a deep red and leaking pre-cum already, as Jake takes it in hand and gives it a lazy stroke.

Jesus, even his balls are enormous. I’ve never been a girl to pay much attention to testicles, but his are so full and heavy-looking I can’t ignore them.

My breath whooshes out of me when I realize the shaft isn’t smooth like a human dick, but lined with small ridges, and my mouth falls open, at a loss for words as I continue to stare at the behemoth cock.

“Is that, uh, like a raccoon shifter thing or a Jake thing?” I ask, unable to tear my eyes away as I blurt the question.

“What do you mean?” Jake asks hoarsely.

“It’s as big as my forearm!” I exclaim, the words coming out louder than I intended. That’s an exaggeration, but not by much.

“Oh… yeah, it is kinda big. I think shifters are larger than humans in general, but mine is, uh, above average.” The hesitancy and nerves in his voice let me finally look back up at his face, and I realize I’ve made him worried.

“Crap, sorry, I was surprised.” I give Jake an apologetic smile, then glance down at his cock again. My pussy clenches at the sight, and more wetness floods betweenmy thighs. I close the distance between us and place a hand on his bare chest. “I like it, Jake.”

I watch his throat work with a heavy swallow. “Are you sure?”

I nod, trailing my hand down his chest through the thick hair there, then further down his soft stomach to rest just above his cock, heart racing at the thought of taking him in hand.

Jake groans softly in anticipation. “Hayley…” My name from his lips sounds tortured.

I smile up at him, wrapping my fingers around his stiff dick. “I won’t be able to walk for a few days, but the thought of knowing that the soreness is from my mate’s monster cock is hot.”

Chapter thirteen

Jake

Don’tyoudarefuckingcome on your mate’s stomach the second she touches you. Don’t do it.

Fuck, Hayley’s hand on me feels too good, and she hasn’t even moved it. I need to get it together before I embarrass myself.

She rises up on her toes and I dip down to meet her halfway as our mouths join. I let her take the lead, because if I set the pace, I’ll be too sloppy and desperate. The kiss is slow, her lips parting for our tongues to tangle together in a sensual, unhurried caress. She’s taking her time and exploring me, the hand not on my dick tangling in my hair to keep me close.

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