Page 39 of Witches Be Damned

“More,” I growled back at him.

“I’ll give you what you want.” He rewarded me with the most intense tongue and finger fucking of my life, and I didn’t need the night sky to see stars as they exploded behind my eyelids.

“Raze,” I panted, fumbling for his face, wanting his mouth on mine as I floated back to earth and readied myself to take his cock.

He crawled up my body and sucked my lower lip into his mouth, alternating between light bites, licks, and deep rolls between his lips.

“I’m going to do something I haven’t done before, Little Wolf.” He traced patterns on my stomach and ribcage, swirling around my breasts and nipples, dotting them as if my body were his canvas. “I need you on your belly.”

I moved to position myself for him, but he grabbed my knees, holding me still.

“No, I must do it,” he said, eyes burned a dark blue. “You must submit to me for the mating.”

Mating. Hell, yes!

I raised two palms, smiled, and teased, “I’ll be a good girl and submit.”

He squeezed my breasts. “We can’t wear a condom, though. It has to be just us. Do you consent?”

Oh. Wow.

I just had my period and should be fine in the conception department.

I leaned up on my elbows to cup his face. “Yes, I consent.”

“Good.” Raze growled and rolled me onto my stomach, lovingly grazing my ass and lower back. “I want to feel all of you, my mate. No constraints.”

“I want that too.” I reached back to stroke his jaw, loving the feel of his hard edges.

“So beautiful and mine,” he rumbled, and kissed my shoulder.

He leaned down and nipped my shoulder, spurring me to tilt my head to the side, giving him better access to mark my skin. This gentle side of Raze was a nice change.

“Mate me, my wolf.” I gave the orders for once.

He positioned himself at my back, rubbing his cock through my folds, and I fisted the sleeping bag beneath me, eager for more.

“Such a good mate.” He sank his teeth into the soft flesh between my neck and shoulder. “This will show everyone who you belong to.”

I shuddered through my second orgasm, the fire crackling and spitting embers in time to the detonations in my core. I thought only shifters came when their mates marked them. Nope. I was one lucky female.

He laved at the spot to ease the burn. “I’m going to do that again and again, all over your body.” Burning palms skated up my sides. “With the mate marks, we’ll find our way back to each other always.”

Doing as he promised, he leaned back, biting both ass cheeks, massaging the sting from them.

“Raze, please, I need you.” Turned on as all hell, I rocked back against his legs for more friction. Mating orgasms were well and good, but I wanted our bodies joined, him inside me, climaxing with me, making it that bit more special.

“You’ve just added another minute to the clock.” Raze continued to edge me, dragging his cock through my drenched folds, taking me to the threshold of orgasm, then withdrawing over and over for the promised minute.

He had me sobbing and begging for him to give me what we both needed.

“You’ve been such a good mate, how can I deny you?” He rocked into me slowly, clasping my neck, tilting my head back to kiss me. “I love you, Little Wolf. You’re mine now. Always.”

“I’m yours,” I breathed into his mouth.

Sparks skittered across my body as he marked me all over on my jaw, neck, shoulder, and collarbones. My body was jelly from all the releases he pushed me through in quick succession.

“Fuck, my mate, you take my cock so well.” Our lips and tongues slid over each other in a slick dance. “We’re made for each other.”

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