Page 45 of Forbidden Pregnant Mate

“No idea who she gets that from,” a cheerful voice said behind us.

A burst of happiness bloomed in my stomach, the way it always did around him. I turned to see Klyte leaning against the door, watching the two cubs with fierce pride. “I definitely didn’t steal food when I was a kid or get into places I shouldn’t have been in.”

“Just as long as she doesn’t accuse a certain innocent bystander of convincing her to sneak out after stealing alcohol when they should have been training,” I said.

“That was one time,” Klyte retorted, sighing melodramatically. “And you still won’t let me forget it.”

“Not a chance.”

“Well, if she’s clever enough to get away with it, then I’m not gonna lie and say I’m not proud.” He came over to where I was sitting, crouching down so his lips met mine. The kiss lasted longer than was strictly necessary, but I didn’t want it to end.

“Do you guys need some privacy?” Evelyn asked coyly.

“I mean, I wouldn’t say no…” Klyte said. Something about his blunt honesty kindled the fire between my legs.

“Early mates,” Georgia commented, rolling her eyes. “They can’t keep their hands off each other.”

“I remember being kicked out of the mansion mid-meeting on more than one occasion when you walked in,” Klyte pointed out.

“How do you think I know how it feels?” Georgia asked slyly.

Klyte sat on the arm of my chair and rubbed my back. The warmth of his touch was electrifying, and I found my back arching instinctively.

“You know, I think the kids would love to go to the park,” Freya said casually, standing and stretching. She turned to wink at me playfully. “Jenn, you look really tired, so I can take care of Abby for a bit.”

“Maybe come back in an hour,” I said. Then, unseen by everyone else, Klyte’s hand slipped beneath my jeans briefly, grabbing my ass. “Or two,” I added.

The girls said goodbye, all waving and exchanging knowing smirks as they left. The instant the door was closed, Klyte pushed me against the wall, pressing his lips against mine.

“I’ve been thinking about your body all day,” he said, his hand moving back beneath my pants and grasping my ass again. I let out a soft squeak as my body pressed tight against him. “You have no idea how much I’ve wanted to fuck you.”

“Mmm, I think I have an idea,” I said, feeling his cock stiffening as it pressed against my stomach. My hand grasped it through his jeans and squeezed, causing him to jerk slightly.

“Easy there,” he growled. The hand beneath my waistband slipped around to the front, and his fingers found my clit. I moaned as he began toying with it, rubbing it slowly, teasing me as that pleasure began to grow.

I whimpered under his touch, squirming as my need and impatience grew. I didn’t want to wait. I tried to take his pants off, but his free hand grabbed both my wrists and pinned them over my head.

“Patience,” he said, that wicked smirk spreading across his face. “I’ve been thinking about this for hours, and I’m going to take my time.”

As if for emphasis, his thumb pressed against my clit, making my hips twitch as I let out a soft moan, impatient longing filling the sound. His lips moved to my collarbone, nipping gently as he continued toying with me. Every kiss sent new jolts of fire and need racing through me.

Just as his lips slammed against mine, he thrust two fingers inside me. My eyes flew open, and I cried out in pleasure, the sound muffled with his mouth pressed against mine.

His hands released my wrists, and he pulled off my shirt and bra. He yanked off his own shirt, and I marveled at the muscles there, how perfectly cut he was. The knowledge that he was mine and I was his was enough to send my wolf into a frenzy, making me even more crazed with need.

Before he could pin me again, I unfastened his pants and yanked them down. His cock stood erect, and I grasped it in my hand before crouching down. I ran my tongue along the shaft, swiping off the precum there. I could smell his arousal mixed with his normal scent, and I knew he could smell the same from me. My tongue swirled around his head before I took him in my mouth.

Klyte groaned, his hands tangling in my hair as my mouth glided along his cock. I loved the taste of him, and I needed more of him. I licked his cock greedily, that desire overwhelming all other senses as my fist pumped in tandem with my mouth.

I’d only just begun to pleasure him when Klyte growled and pulled me up. He spun me around, pressing me against the wall. His hands wrapped around my waist, fiddling with the clasp and zipper before yanking down my pants.

His finger ran deliciously down my slit before vanishing. I thought he would plunge them back into me, but instead, something much thicker pushed against my vagina. Pushing me against the wall and holding me there, he glided his cock along my lower lips, grinding back and forth. His shaft rubbed against my clit, fueling the fire burning between my legs. I moaned, wanting him to thrust his cock inside and fuck me already. I could feel how wet I was, and his cock was getting covered in my juices as he ground against me. My fingers scraped the wall as they curled with pleasure.

Then, he stopped briefly, and I spun around. My thighs were now wet with arousal, and I knew I couldn’t last much longer without him inside me. That craving was almost more than I could stand.

“Couch,” I managed to breathe.

He smirked and guided me over. When we got there, I pushed Klyte down so he was sitting up on the sofa. He raised his eyebrows playfully, but when he made to stand, I pushed my hand into his chest, relishing the feel of the firm muscle beneath my palm. I bent between his legs, licking my juices off his throbbing cock. He moaned, and I couldn’t take it anymore. I clambered on top of him, straddling his legs, and speared myself on his dick.

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