“You’re mine, Nadia. No one touches what is mine,”he linked.
I’m not arguing with that.
He pushed me roughly against the wall, lifting the sweatshirt over my head. Beneath is just a crop top looking bra, and he growled approvingly, pulling it up and immediately latching his mouth to my nipple.
“Ahh!” I leaned my head back, my fingers tugging at his hair.
My toes were pointed, my body arching against his lips while his hands held me tightly against his body.
“Mine, damnit, do you hear me?” he yelled at me.
“Yes!”
He kissed up my chest and sucked on my mark, causing me to instantly orgasm. The man hadn’t even touched between my legs, and I was already coming.
“Fuck yes, baby. Let’s get those panties soaked.”
He continued to suck on my mark, and his fingers trailed down my black leggings. I heard a rip between the apex of my thighs, and I gasped.
Bear slid my body up the wall, resting my legs on his shoulders. More ripping and tearing until his face was buried in my pussy.
The man didn’t even take off my leggings, he just made a damn access point.
“You are already so damn wet. Do you get turned on watching your mate fight for you?”
I whimpered, ready for him to take it. Ready for him to just give me what I had been craving for the past half hour.
“Answer me, mate.” His lips vibrated against my pussy.
“Yes, yes, it turned me on so bad!”
Bear chuckled darkly. He looked up at me with those dark lashes, and gold flashed in his eyes. “Good girl for answering your mate so sweetly.”
His tongue dived in without warning, and I screamed, humping his face without any humiliation. I came instantly, my panting breaths causing me to be dizzy.
Bear didn’t let up. His body is moving along with me. I needed more. I needed him inside me, and for the past few days he hasn’t given it to me like I wanted it.
Too soft, too sweet.
“Because he thinks you’re fragile.” I heard a faint voice in the back of my mind.
I barely registered it. The pleasure too overwhelming.
“Tell him what you want,” the voice cooed.“Tell him you want his fat cock in your cunt, and you want it rough. Tell him to breed you.”
I. Could. Never.
A sensual purr came from my chest, and Bear gazed up at me, my arousal glistening from his lips. He lowered me to eye level, licking his lips.
“You want me to breed you?” He raised an eyebrow.
I shivered against his body. I could lie to myself. The thought of him filling me up, trying to get me pregnant with his child, was… arousing.
Of course, I didn’t want it now, and I don’t think he did either.
“I don’t want one now, but—”
“You like the idea.” His voice was full of hunger, want. “And you want me to be rough with you? Take this cunt like I fucking own it. Because I’ll tell you something right now, I do own it. This pussy is mine.” He cupped it gently, then shoved a finger inside me.
