It’s the dominance of the position. Her submission. Watching my cock slide in and out of her body. Her ass up, and being able to go so much deeper inside her. All of it fucking kills me.
She squirms, her soft body rubbing up against every hard part of me.
“You provoked me, didn’t you?” My breath stirs her hair as I speak into her ear. I grip her wrists and pin her hands to the bed.
She doesn’t say a word, but the scent of her arousal intensifies. A smile stretches my lips. “You had a sticky, sweatydream of me mounting you and taking you just like this, and it made you wet, didn’t it?”
“No,” she denies, her voice low and husky.
I drag the tip of my nose along her throat. “You forget I can smell you, Kitty cat. I know exactly how wet you are.”
I have my mate on her knees under me, my thighs spreading her wide, and the scent of her arousal is the sweetest thing I've ever smelled in my life.
“So? What are you going to do about it?” she demands.
I push my cock inside her, and her pussy clamps around the inch I work in. Her breath hisses out, and she wiggles slightly, dropping her chest to the bed and giving me a sight that nearly makes me come on the spot.
Her pussy is squeezing around me, her breathing ragged as I watch myself slide in an inch, out again, and deeper the next time.
This was going to be hard and fast, but I settle over her soft, gently curved body like a blanket, stretching out this pleasure—and this ride—for as long as it will last.
She’s moaning beneath me, her fingers gripping the sheets as my dick sinks into the sweet curve of her ass.
“Aren…” she whimpers.
“That’s right,” I groan into her ear as I fuck her deep and slow. “Take it all.”
We grind together, pushing each other closer to the edge.
My teeth graze her throat, and she angles it, exposing more of it for me. My heart feels so full, and my wolf roars at me to bite her.
I force myself to press a soft kiss on the exact spot I intend her to wear my mark. “Are you sure, Kitty cat? There’s no going back.”
“Do it,” she moans. “Bite me.”
My fangs extend as my hips slap against her ass. My wolf growls at me to fucking claim our woman, but I want it to be perfect for her. I need it to be absolutely perfect.
Her pussy ripples around me when I bite down.
She collapses under me. I follow her down, still thrusting. She takes every inch until I grunt, pull my teeth from her throat, and strain inside her.
Long minutes later, I gather her close. Heart to heart.
“I love you, baby,” I whisper, kissing her softly.
“Love you,” she whispers back, snuggling against me.
Kat isn’t just my mate. She’s my heart, my reason for living. She means everything to me, and I will never stop wanting or needing her like I do now.
EPILOGUE
KAT
ONE MONTH LATER
“Can I open my eyes yet?”
Aren’s hands are on my hips, and he’s been guiding my steps for the last ten minutes. “Not yet, Kitty cat. We’re nearly there.”
