Page 37 of Warrior's Purpose

“So, it’s true you have a pleasure center outside your body.” He gently rolled her slick clit.

“Yes,” she panted, pleasure arcing up her spine.

It felt like slow motion as Ash leaned forward, his tongue peeked out and circled her swollen nub while he intently watched her reaction. Her hands flew to his head and gripped his silver hair. Ash growled and attacked her clit with increased fervor, licking and sucking. His fingers found her quivering slit and slid in, stretching her inner walls. He pressed deeper, his knuckles grazing her nerve-laden flesh. She shoved her pelvis against Ash’s mouth and questing fingers as the pleasure mounted.

“Ash,” she panted as she started writhing.

He growled in response, sending vibrations through her clit. She cried out and bucked, attempting to flee the chaotic pleasure lashing her. Ash snarled and threw one arm over her waist, pinning her where he wanted her. His fingers thrust and twist, while his tongue rapidly flicked across her heated flesh. Abby mewled, tremors coursing through her, and then she broke. A flood of moisture and spasms erupted in her channel as the orgasm stole over her.

“Abby,” Ash rasped, his voice deep and filled with desire.

She opened her eyes to see him prowling up her body. He was painfully sexy. Oh, those strong arms, broad tattooed shoulders, muscular chest and abs. She bit her lip as she stared at his ribbed cock where it brushed against her thigh. Trepidation and want worked through her at the impressive girth and length aimed for her trembling pussy.

“If I take you, I’m going to make you mine,” Ash rumbled.

He came down on top of Abby, meeting her face to face, his arms braced on either side of her. She could only nod, seeing the savage need swirling in his dark eyes. Ash’s mouth claimed hers in a searing kiss, and she could taste herself on him. He nudged her legs wide, making room for his hips in the cradle of her thighs. Abby wrapped her legs around him, her heels coming to rest on the swell of his tight ass.

The engorged head of Ash’s cock pressed against her entrance, sliding in her moisture, as he attempted to penetrate her. The stretching sensation intensified the more he worked his thick crown into her body. Her pussy spasmed as she tried to accommodate his girth. She gasped into Ash’s mouth and gripped his straining shoulders with clamoring hands when the bulbous tip finally breached her.

A sheen of sweat erupted on her body as Ash pushed deeper. The knots ringing his shaft abraded her sensitive flesh. She tore her mouth from his and released whimpering pants. It was such sweet agony.

“I’m hurting you,” he groaned, his lips nuzzling her ear, while he pulled out slightly.

“No.” She tightened her legs around Ash’s hips, halting his retreat.

Ash kissed her shoulder before attempting to bury any more of his obscene length inside her. She stroked his muscular back, loving the way he trembled beneath her palms. He was just as affected as she was. Ash licked the crook of her neck and she tilted her head, giving him free reign to kiss the sensitive spot that made her shiver.

Her hips shifted, needing Ash to move. That kicked off a series of tremors in her pussy. Ash released a feral sound when she clamped down on the head of his cock. He bit down on her shoulder, his sharp fangs sinking deep, and she cried out. The piercing pain was quickly replaced by a delirious heat that suffused through her body. Abby arched her back as intense, unadulterated pleasure seized her. Ash’s mouth worked on her shoulder and she felt more of the liquid nirvana pump into her. His drugged kiss sent her pussy into uncontrolled spasms.

The beast of a man snarled into her shoulder and thrust hard, his cock impaling her to the hilt. She keened with pleasure and pain, her nails digging into his shoulders. More of the salacious chemical inundated her bloodstream as he began stroking in and out of her slick channel. The knots on his cock lit up her nerve-laden walls.

“Ash,” Abby moaned and bucked as the pleasure careened through her.

Each time his crown struck her G-spot, her muscles seized. Over and over, faster and faster he hammered. Her moans, pants and cries mixed with Ash’s strained grunts and the sound of slapping flesh. Her fingers and toes curled as the ecstasy swirled and built upon itself. The orgasm struck hard, sending a hailstorm of convulsions ripping through her pussy. Her back bowed off the bed, a broken cry piercing her lips. Ash impaled her deep, erupting with an echoing snarl. Jets of hot seed made her channel clench even tighter, milking his cock.

“You are mine, Abby.” Ash collapsed atop her, then rolled to the side, tugging her onto his chest along with the blankets.

Abby smiled blissfully, reveling in his rapid heartbeat, as she drifted into a peaceful deep sleep.

Ashtoret de Origa

Ashtoret awoke feeling the bed move. He smiled seeing Abby’s lush creamy body saunter toward the washroom. He loved the way her full hips swayed and her ass bounced as she wandered into the other room.

My mate is gorgeous, he grinned wider as he rolled onto his back, folding his hands beneath his head.

He was glad it wasn’t quite light out yet. He was eager to languish in bed with Abby for a few more hours. Last night was better than he ever imagined it would be.

“What are you smiling about?” Abby asked as she emerged from the washroom and climbed onto the bed.

“I think you know.” He threw back the covers for her to join him.

Abby glanced at his stiff shaft and grinned. “Oh, I think I can see.”

He chuckled at her response and the way she wagged her brows.

Abby crawled toward the pillow. The erotic sight forced a groan past his lips as his inner beast stirred to life. He rose, knelt behind her, and began massaging her creamy ass. She wiggled her butt at him.

“Are you sore?” he asked as he attempted to tamp down on the rising need. He hadn’t been as gentle as he should’ve been with his bonded.

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