Page 47 of Forsaken Fate

“Yes! I’m yours. All yours! Anything, I swear. Please!”

He rubbed me again and I almost came. I would have but he must have sensed it. He stopped. When he took his finger away, the air hit me there and it felt like fire.

“You’re too ready,” he said. “I’m not done playing.”

“Please, Theo. Please.”

He rose up and shifted, straddling me on either side of my chest so his fully engorged cock was just inches from my face. He grabbed the headboard and tilted himself forward. With his free hand he guided my mouth to his cock. From this angle, fully sheathed, he hit the back of my throat.

“Look at me when you suck me, Brynna,” he said, his voice growing ragged. “Keep your eyes open.”

So I did. But it was an awkward angle as I struggled to keep him in my mouth. Theo kept one hand on the base of his cock to help me and used his other to brace himself against the headboard as he fucked my mouth.

I did what I was told and kept my eyes on his. I loved what I did to him like this. It was his turn to struggle for self-control even as he had me bound. He kept intense focus on me; his nostrils flared as he watched me suck him, swallow him, gag on him. I had gone almost wild from it, aroused beyond the point of sense or time. His wolf eyes went pure silver. He reared back and let out a growl that shook the room.

I wanted this to go on forever. This room. This man. His wolf.

Theo bucked; his muscles twitched as he struggled to keep from coming. I wanted to tell him to let go but my mouth was full of him. I wanted to keep him there. I felt his balls, heavy against my chin. He was so full, it had to hurt. I wanted to take that fullness away from him. I knew I had him almost there when his eyes rolled back into his head. I communicated my pleasure and assent by sucking harder, making great smacking sounds as he thrust in and out.

Yes. Yes, Theo. Let me have it. I want all of you.

But just before he let go, Theo broke the suction and pulled himself out of my mouth.

“Fuck!” His body quaked with the effort and he staggered over the side of the bed. He came up and put his hands under my head, pulling me into a deep kiss. “I was so close,” he whispered against me. “What do you do to me, Brynna?”

He let me up for air and I begged him again. “Please, Theo, I want all of you. Let me have your cock again. I want to.”

His hands were on my breasts, gently kneading one nipple between his fingers. “Patience,” he said. “I want you every way I can have you tonight.”

“Then fuck me,” I whispered. “Please.”

Theo smiled as he kissed me forehead. “I’d say you’ve earned it.”

He lifted my hips and took a pillow from the bed, sliding it under me so my pelvis was angled up for him. Theo popped off the bed and stepped back, admiring his handiwork. “You’re perfect,” he said.

“So are you,” I answered. “Now you said I earned it.”

Theo gave a low sultry laugh. “Yes, I did.”

Then he was on me, driving his huge cock into me, balls deep in one thrust. I cried out from the pleasure of it. He filled me. As wide as my legs were, I struggled to spread them even more, wanting to let him claim me completely. He said I was his and in this moment, I wanted to be more than anything ... with every cell in my body. Oh God. It was him. It was always him. His mark. His mate. I knew what I was.

No. No. No. I couldn’t be that. But this. I could be this. Tonight.

Theo lowered himself, resting his weight on his elbows. He cradled my head in his hands as he plunged deep in me. He whispered against my ear, “You’re beautiful, Brynna. You’re incredible. You’re perfect.”

“So are you,” I said, raising my hips to match his thrusts. I would have come then if he let me. But Theo was starting to know my body well. He sensed my urgency and pulled himself back.

“Not yet, Brynna,” he said.

“Then untie me,” I said. “I want to feel you too. I can’t stand not touching you.”

I thought he would say no. Seeing me like this stirred him deeply. It was the same for me. I wanted to be everything for him, give myself over to everything he wanted ... everything I wanted for as long as I could. If it made me a whore, I didn’t care. Then let me be Theo’s whore. It was ecstasy. It was real.

First, Theo untied my wrists. He took my arms and crossed them under my breasts. Then he went to work on my ankles. For a moment, I couldn’t move. Theo helped me up until I sat on the edge of the bed. He rubbed my shoulders as he stood before me. I brought my hands up, sliding them across the hard curve of his ass. He went rock hard underneath my fingers and I squeezed him.

Mine, I thought. Theo’s body. Theo’s passion. I wanted it all for myself. I pulled him forward and slid his cock back into my mouth.

“Not here,” he said.

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