Finding His Mate (Bare Bites #3) - Mila Crawford Page 0,24

the bed as she took me in, begging for the connection we always felt when we were together. “Jesus, you’re so wet,” I muttered against her lips.

“Tell me,” she murmured.

I huffed a breath against her flesh, sucking on her sweet skin, tugging it between my teeth. “I feel you throbbing around my cock. Sucking me in, begging me to take you. Your lips wrapping around my shaft. Your heels digging into my ass.”

This was her favorite, when I described every single sensation I was feeling.

“Faster, harder, please.”

“No, baby. Nice and slow. I want to feel everything,” I murmured as I dragged my cock in and out of her tight pussy.

Drag and thrust, plunge and pull. Her breath picked up as I sucked an erect nipple into my mouth, her body arching off the bed, her heels pushing my hips into her throbbing core, pulling me deeper.

“Every smooth ridge, I can feel the end of you. Feel your pulse quickening around my dick. Your clit swelling against my pelvis when I grind into you,” I whispered, before shaking overtook her body, clenching my cock, her legs quivering, nails digging into my back as her release shot through her.

“I’ve waited, so long…” She murmured between pants.

“For what, baby?” Speech was difficult as I thrust in and out of her, hit the end, and swirled my hips, causing her to moan repeatedly. She was losing herself. Losing herself in the pleasure. I could see it in her eyes—the way her neck arched, the way her nails clawed at my back, my arms. She was ravenously seeking me.

“For you. I’ve been waiting so long for you,” she murmured as I took her. My heartbeat tenfold as my eyes widened at her words. I searched her beautiful face, held taut with ecstasy, her full lips red and swollen from my kisses. She pulled one elegant arm up behind her and held onto the bedpost. There she was, taking my fucking breath away. The way she gave herself over to me. By giving me everything she had, she owned me. I’d told her that before, and I’d meant it, but today, giving me her future without question, our future was solidified. Everything snapped into focus.

Life with her.

Our kids. Our grandkids.

She and I.

My world shifted and now she was my axis. I revolved around her. I would do anything for her.

“You’re my fucking heart. My entire world. I was born to love you,” I professed between thrusts, as she began to clench around me again, the nails of one hand digging into my biceps, the pain radiating through my body, landing at my balls, before they drew up tight and I released into her. She came undone beneath me, screaming my name as the walls of her pussy throbbed around my already softening cock.

“I love you so much,” she whispered, as she threaded her fingers through my hair. I nuzzled at her neck, propping myself on one elbow as I relished her sated, limp, post-orgasm body. This was my favorite. Seeing her satisfied and dreamy, her eyes hooded, breathing short, limbs heavy. Knowing I had put the satisfied look on her face made me the happiest man on Earth.

Knowing that I’d wake up to her each and every morning, made it that much better.

I hunched over her sweat-drenched body and sucked one of her delicate pink nipples into my mouth. I sucked and tugged and then released it with a soft kiss. I heard her heart pounding beneath her breastbone and placed a kiss there.

She was my fucking everything, and I was going to show her that, each and every day. A day would never go by where she questioned if I still loved her, still wanted her. She deserved everything I had to give and so much more, and I’d spend the rest of my life showing her just that.

My mate. My life. My forever.

Marked by The Alpha (Bare Bites Book 1)

PROLOGUE

Gavin

“Gavin, calm down. Shifting isn’t going to help anyone,” my second, Tomlin, said softly. He was being careful not to make any sudden movements, which was smart, because in the state I was in, I could have bitten his damn head off.

“I can smell her. She’s here alone.” The scent of her fear was permeating my nostrils and making my bear rage, desperate to be freed. I walked up to Tom, crowding him with my height. Instinctively, he lowered his eyes and looked away, but I still heard the hesitation in his growl. Tom was