Page 51 of Chase Me

“Not even a little bit. Match doesn't understand, but even if he and the other Wyverns hadn't questioned whether you were my mate or not, they eventually would've seen how I've fallen for you.”

She stilled. “You're not just saying that? It's not just this whole mating thing, is it?”

“Babe, you're everything I didn't even know I wanted in a mate. Your power, your fierceness, and the way you get a little crinkle between your eyes when you’re coming. How could I not already be a little bit in love with you?”

“Love?”

“I know we started off bumpy, and we've only known each other for a short amount of time, but there's no other way to describe how I feel when I'm with you.” He didn't let Ciara ask any more questions. If she was having a hard time believing the words, maybe she would understand the actions better.

He grabbed the edge of one of the rips in her dress and tore it more. He wrapped the strip of material around one of her wrists and secured it through a decorative notch on the headboard. He'd paid close attention to her responses when they'd been together before, and knew she got a sense of freedom out of this part of the submissive role.

The skin on her chest and neck flushed and she closed her eyes. “Did I say that I like how you think?”

“You didn't have to.”

He tore more of her dress exposing the rest of her thighs to him. Later he'd be using those thighs as earmuffs. He loved the way she smelled and tasted.

“Wait, what if I want you to, well what I mean to say is…”

“What, cupcake? Tell me what you want, what you like.”

“How do you feel about doggy style?”

He sliced the knot he'd already tied open and flipped Ciara onto her stomach. “You mean dragon style.”

He ground against her pushing the hard ridge of his cock still covered by his pants against the cleft of her ass.

“Oh God, yes I did.”

He was about out of material so instead he grew the small tree near the bed so that a branch looped around the bottom of the headboard. “Grab onto that and don't let go until I tell you to.”

He waited until she had her fists wrapped tightly around the wood before he lifted her ass into the air. The remaining fabric bunched and fell away so that her soft white skin was fair for him to touch. Or spank.

“Oh,” she cried out when he slapped her ass the first time.

“Do you like that, Ciara?” Pink spread across one of her ass cheeks. Please say yes, please say yes.

“Yes. But I'd like it even better if you did it while you were fucking me.”

Dirty, dirty fucking witch.

Jakob yanked down his pants without even unbuttoning or unzipping, shredding them and tossing them aside. His cock pointed the way, knowing exactly where he wanted to be. He slipped two fingers inside of her, making sure she was ready for him. She pushed her ass back, grinding onto his fingers. She wasn't just wet for him, she was soaking. He didn't wait another second before sliding into her.

“Ooh, you feel even bigger inside of me from this position.”

He smacked her ass and watched the little pucker of her hole tighten. So damn sexy. He sunk into her wet heat overand over, reveling in her gasps and moans. Each and every one of them was his. Each time he spanked her she would groan and clench both her pussy and her ass. He used his other thumb to circle and tease her pucker. “Tell me you'd like to have me here too.”

She shuddered, and he felt the contractions of her inner muscles clench around him.

“Yes, yes I would.”

That was all he needed to hear. With his cock still buried deep in her cunt, he gently pushed the tip of his thumb in to her asshole. Then he slapped her ass again and she cried out his name.

“Jakob, that's going to make me come.”

“That orgasm is mine, don't you dare take it until I tell you to.”

That husky whimper he loved to hear came from deep in her throat. He increased his rhythm sliding his cock in and out of her, spanking her over and over.

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