With one finger, he teased her opening as he swirled his tongue across the hardened little bud. Her moaning increased and her thighs clamped around his face. She didn’t want him going anywhere. He could live right there for the rest of his long life.
She shifted her body and moved in her chase for her orgasm. Listening to her body’s messages, he plunged one finger inside, fucking her slowly with the thick digit. Within minutes, she was bucking and screaming. “Fuck, Dante!”
His name on her lips sounded right. He was her lifeline and she was his. Her core clamped around his finger and her body tightened before she exploded. The energy he gained from her climax had him seeing stars and panting himself. It overflowed from his body and became painful as he tried to hold it all in and store it for the long days ahead. Never before had he been so energized with giving a female pleasure. Typically, his kind needed to give and take their own pleasure to be fed. Everything with Chloe was unusual.
He was afraid of what he felt for her. It was everything. When she was at her peak, he tugged open his pants and surged up, driving into her. He was balls deep in a second and she was crying out his name again.
“You’re going to scream for me again, little evergreen.”
“Shit. It’s too much” Her core was fluttering around his cock in another release while he pounded into her, building her toward another peak.
Her eyes were squeezed shut as she writhed and mewled and thrust her hips to meet his movements.
“No such thing.” His words were grated out of clenched teeth because at that moment his mate mark was an inferno on his shoulder. The pain spiraled through his body adding a sting to his pleasure.
Dante kissed the side of her neck and squeezed one of her breasts as he plunged in and out of her tight pussy. His mind went blank, his only thought about exploding with his mate. Chloe was a greedy little bird and it didn’t take long before she was screaming his name once more.
Her core tightened around his shaft and it was impossible to move more than a few inches in and out. He was robbed of reason when she bucked against him. With great effort, he pulled out until only the tip was inside her and thrust back in. The force made her head hit the pillow above her head and bounced the headboard on the wall.
She felt so fucking good he never wanted this to end. He belonged inside this female. Stop thinking about the impossible. He pounded her into oblivion. Sex with a Fated Mate was everything his friends had told him it was. He twisted his hips to the side and locked his gaze with hers right when he hit that spot inside her. He loved the way her mouth formed an O and her eyes rolled back in her head.
There was still so much they had to learn about one another. He prayed she wouldn’t walk away when this was all over. He needed her by his side and not just for sex. She was spunky and kept him on his toes.
Her hands traveled over his chest and to his back. He pinched one nipple then let it go so he could lift her leg over one of his arms. It allowed him to spread her legs to their widest angle so he could go deeper and take as much as possible. They moved in unison. Her rhythm turned choppy as she rode the razor’s edge of release.
He was desperate to climax with her. Her fingernails dug into his pecs and her hips matched his movements. He reached between their bodies and increased his thrusts. She detonated a second later, squeezing his cock as she climaxed.
His shout was hoarse, and he continued moving as much as her body would allow. Within seconds, he followed her over the edge into the abyss. In a blinding second of clarity, her mind was open to him and he knew all her fears as well as her resolve.
She enjoyed what she experienced in his arms but was afraid of his darkness. She also refused to open herself to love. Several thousand years ago she was burned and that has been eating at her all this time. There was a long road to proving his loyalty to her. She’d erected a barrier around herself and there wasn’t