Page 46 of Roommate Wanted
I rewarded my mate by dragging my heavy cock and swollen knot over her soft mound. The silk clung to me, stretching tight, teasing every nerve as I pulled back, then ground against her harder. Her fingers dug into my skin, those tiny human claws attaching themselves to me like I was the only solid thing she had.
“Yae feel that?” I growled, breath hot on her neck.“Ah need yae all the fuckin’time. If ah could huv yae sittin’on ma cock twenty-four hours a day, ah wud.”
Her scent filtered into my nostrils and flooded my senses.
Deeper, stronger and all fucking mine.
I shoved the covers to the side, rising up to tear the slip of silk between us. The shredded red material hung from my palm, and I crushed it against my nose, inhaling, absorbing my mate’s perfume. My cock jerked, thick and needy, jerking against my stomach until her fingers wrapped around it.
With a groan, I fell on top of her, burying myself in the spot where we marked her. My fist clenched around her ruined knickers, resting on her pillow. Nia moaned, rubbing her cheek against me, taking my scent from me. Her fingers tightened around my cock before she tugged it with urgency.
The world could perish, but this? Her accepting me. Our bond. It was all I’d ever need in this lifetime—and every lifetime after. The hair at the back of my neck rose.
My mate.
She mewled against my neck, feverish lips kissing and licking me. There was no heat. No bond manipulation. There was only her raw burning desire. Her teeth grazed my jaw.
“Yae cun bite me if yae feel the urge,” I rasped into her ear, barely holding back.
She is going to complete the bond. I can feel it. Conall surged forward inside me, alert, reverent.
We both felt the shift.
I brushed her hair to the side and swiped my tongue around her perfect ear. My cock oozed, coating her fingers, aiding her rhythmic movements. Anticipation dried my mouth.
She was going to mark me.
Claim me.
While my knot was buried inside her soaked cunt.
Chapter 26
Nia
Chaos. My mind. My body. It all ached and burned. This wasn’t like the heat. It ran deeper, forcing me to acknowledge the man and his wolf.
It compelled me to see him, not just the man with his filthy mouth and feral hunger, not just the wolf who marked me and claimed me.
But both.
All of him. And I wanted it. Them.
His knot dipped down, silky smooth and scorching hot, pressing against my clit until I whimpered. My hips rose off the bed, begging for more as my fingers clutched his throbbing cock.
“Dae yae need ma knot inside yer wee cunt? All of it. Stretching yae oot ‘til it hurts yae?” he growled in my ear.
Before I could answer, he shoved my hips down, crushing his swollen knot against my clit until I cried.
“Yes! Give it to me. I need it inside me.”
His head snapped up.
An unholy light glowed in his eyes, and the wicked smile curling his lips…it didn't belong to a man but to a feral beast.
“Darlin’, it aw yours. Every inch of me is fur yoo alone,” he murmured, rising up between my legs until I released his cock.
My pussy clenched, spasmed, and I felt a slow, hot trickle leak out of me as I watched him grip himself.
