“Oh really. Gosh, I wonder what we could do instead?”
He chuckled, and I shoved his legs apart and nestled between his thighs. He brushed wet hair from his brow, and the light caught his wedding ring. I rubbed a pinky against my own, those makeshift rings becoming significant now that we were bonding.
“I want you in me.” He reached for my length and captured the pre-cum teetering on the tip. “Not your finger but your cock, your entire length buried deep inside me.”
His skin shimmered, burnishing his flesh in a warm dusty pink.
“And let me look at you while you fuck me.” He pulled the head of my cock to his entrance. There was an urgency about these movements, and I wasn’t going to deny him, or myself of what I’d yearned for since we met.
I pushedin a little, allowing him to adjust to my girth.
Dellie’s breathing quickened, his panting puncturing the silence, and when it slowed, he whispered, “That’s just one inch. You have a lot of inches remaining.”
I did, and I puffed out my chest.
Hovering over him, I tamped down the lust that was curling through my body, making its way into all my dips and curves. I licked my lips, relishing the remnants of his cum.
“More, please,” he begged.
I was struck by a fluttering in my belly. What if I disappointed him? But this was my Dellie, my one and only, and I put all other thoughts aside as I slid my cock into him. He was so tight, and he gripped around me as if wanting to own me. But he already did.
Keeping my eyes on him, I placed a hand on either side of his body. He grunted and raised his knees, allowing my length to penetrate him deeper. I wanted him so bad, all of him, not just his hole, dick, and lips, but everything that made up my mate.
A motor revved in the distance, reminding me there was another world outside this bedroom, but I was focused on Dellie’s face. There was a ghost of a smile on his lips, and he urged me to go faster, but I deliberately pulled out slowly so he felt every inch as I withdrew. With only the tip remaining, I waited, keeping him in suspense until I slammed into him.
“I love being inside you.”
He grabbed my butt and squeezed, then gave it a tiny tap.
“Like that, is it?”
His eyes grew big and his mouth formed an O. “It is,” he whispered and smacked me. His hand on my butt sent me spiraling, images in my head of him tying me up as my cock rammed into his channel.
Gods, I was big, and it was a snug fit inside him as I plowed in, each thrust resulting in moans and grunts from both of us. But we fit together perfectly, and I couldn’t get enough of histight channel, his hands grasping my arms, and his panting and tiny mewls. As I thrust into him, a flush grazed his face and chest, and I licked from his belly button to his throat. Goosebumps danced behind me, leaving a trail of spiked skin.
My mate pulled me close and nibbled my bottom lip as I fucked him, while my hand crept over his hip, now laced with droplets of sweat, and I took hold of his cock.
“Hunter!” He rapped a hand over my own, and we pumped together while my length claimed him. “I don’t want this to end but?—”
“My dearest Dellie, don’t hold back. We are bonded already, nothing can come between us.”
We pumped his length, the tugs becoming faster and more frantic as his shallow breathing and heaving chest told me he was close. He gripped my hand tightly, his eyes on mine as he bit his lower lip. Then his mouth parted, he arched his back, and his eyes closed.
His other hand pulled me close so when he released with a fiery, “Ahhhh” his warm breath billowed over me.
His hand flopped to the side and his knees slumped as I filled him until that lighter-than-air feeling and intense warmth flooded my belly, and I released inside him. As my cum pumped into his channel, my knot swelled, and we were bonded once more.
TWENTY-FOUR
ODELL
“Your tummy is grumbling.”
“Is that what the noise is?” We were spooning, and Hunter was pressed against my back, his big dick semi hard. “Thought it was your wolf.”
“Very funny.”
“I’m known for my sense of humor, so you’d better get used to it.”