Page 52 of Anger

“I’m going to bury myself deep in you. You’ll never doubt you’re mine,” Mac promised, his eyes blazing at her. He ripped her blouse open and ducked his head to suck on her exposed flesh. Lanie cried out as his teeth dragged across one lace-covered nipple and then the other.

Making love to Alainen had been a gentle affair. Mac was fury, passion, desire, and a little pain, too. His hand snaked through her hair and yanked her head to the side as his teeth bit the vein in the side of her throat gently. He pulled it between his teeth and sucked. Lanie moaned softly as arousal swept over her.

Mac turned and carried her to the couch, where he laid her down. He tore the rest of the clothes from her and stripped naked.

Lanie’s mouth watered. Mac was tanned skin over rock-hard muscles. His cock was thick and heavy and certainly bigger than average.

“Will that fit in me?” Lanie gasped.

“Oh yeah, baby,” Mac said, stroking himself.

Lanie knocked his hand away and replaced it with her own. Mac allowed her to touch him as Lanie discovered the pre-cum on the tip of his dick and smeared it around.

Mac’s eyes were blazing, and he shoved her back and knelt. He spread her legs and exposed her pussy to him.

“Fuck, that’s the prettiest I’ve ever seen,” Mac declared and bent his head.

His teeth nibbled at her thighs, and his tongue trailed lazy circles on them. All the while, he inched closer to her core.

Lanie squirmed and tried pulling him to where her body throbbed for attention, but Mac refused to allow her to take control. His fingers shoved inside her with a suddenness that took her by surprise, and Lanie screamed as his tongue grazed her clit. Her hips thrust towards him, and Mac banded an arm underneath her, lifting her hips.

His mouth made love to her, driving her wild. Alainen had never done this, and Lanie had no idea how good this could feel. Her hand reached down and grabbed Mac’s cock, and she stroked him.

“I’m going to take you hard,” Mac growled out as he pulled away from her. Lanie mewed at the loss of contact.

Mac picked her up and placed her on her knees. “Hold on to the back of the sofa,” he ordered.

Lanie did as Mac shifted her hips. With a groan, Mac slammed into her, and Lanie cried out.

He smacked her ass hard and rubbed it before repeating his actions.

“Ah, God,” he moaned as he pulled out and thrust back inside.

Lanie screamed as Mac shoved deeper, and her walls tightened around him.

“You’re so tight.”

“Mac!” Lanie shrieked as her butt burned. Mac slapped her cheeks again and soothed it before gripping her hips tightly. He held her in place as he let his control slip and began pounding into her. Lanie’s breaths came in short pants as she gave herself over to Mac’s ministrations.

She sensed something building inside her and thought it was an orgasm. She’d rarely experienced one before. Therefore, it was a shock to them both when Lanie shifted.

Lamia screamed out in triumph and shoved against Mac’s cock, and then Lanie reappeared. Mac pulled out and twisted Lanie around. He knelt between her legs, acting on instinct, and pushed back in.

He set a pace that had them both sweating, and once again, Lamia appeared. She reared up and sunk her teeth into Mac, and he returned the favour.

Lamia faded, and Lanie cried her orgasm just as Mac climaxed, too. He pumped his seed into her as Lanie stared at him, shocked and sated. Lanie watched as he stiffened as the last of his cum left him and then sagged back onto his heels.

“Did we just mate?” Mac asked with a lazy grin, his cock still inside her.

Lanie nodded dumbly.

“I can feel something between us,” Mac said.

“The mating bond.”

“It feels strong,” Mac mused as he considered the strange sensation.

“Why are you not shocked!?” Lanie cried.

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