Love at First Mate - Dani Wyatt Page 0,19
you and I are going to lose our cherries together.”
“Mmmmmm.” She flutters her eyes as her lips open and the warmth of her mouth wraps around the swollen head of my dick, and I wonder if I’ll even hold out for three seconds.
It feels so fucking good. Jesus, I’m so fucking happy I’ve never done this with anyone before.
Looking at Wynter with my cock in her mouth is the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. I’d be destroyed if at this moment, I’d look down and know any other woman’s lips had been where hers are right now.
I want to give her my everything. I want all her firsts, and I want her to have mine. Things we will only ever give each other. Now and forever.
I let her take me down until I feel the back of her throat and hear and feel the soft moan she lets loose, and I throw my head back, biting my lip to keep from filling her throat with my cum.
When I look down, Christ, she’s looking up at me with those wide, doe eyes, flickering with a wickedness that makes my balls seize up and I have to stop her before I lose all control.
“Okay,” I rumble, holding the sides of her head while I withdraw my greedy dick from the warmth of her mouth. “Stop.”
She tilts her head toward her shoulder while her hands pump up and down on my shaft. “Stop what?”
“You know exactly what,” I grumble, my bear chomping and grinding his teeth, telling me to get on with it and make her ours and mark her already.
She doesn’t stop, instead bending her knees, locking her ankles together and playing coy.
“This?” She licks her bottom lip, dropping one hand to cradle my balls in a soft squeeze while her other hand jerks my dick like some hand-job savant. “Stop this?”
“Enough!” I bark out, reaching down, listening to my grizzly roar inside as I flip her teasing ass over so she’s looking up at me, flat on her back. “You’re going to learn to listen to me. Especially in the bedroom. I say suck, you’ll suck. I say stop, you’ll stop. I say head down ass up, you’ll assume the position…got it?”
She swallows and I start to wonder if I’m being too rough on her but her cheeks turn pink and her nipples pucker into sharp peaks telling me otherwise.
Her hands rest on her soft belly as I loop my arm under her, and in one swift movement I throw her naked body over my shoulder and climb onto the bed, flipping her back down with her head on the pillows, leaving her dazed as I shove my body between her legs, reaching up and gripping the back of her hair with one hand as the other swoops under her back, holding her steady for what’s about to happen.
I flex my hips until the head of my dick feels her heat and I glide down until the tip embeds itself at her opening, making us both moan as my inner bear snaps and paces.
Fire races through my veins, igniting my heart, and it comes alive for the first time in my life. This is the feeling shifters talk about, the mating, the pairing, but what I feel is love.
Fucking love.
And it’s unlike anything I’ve known before.
Already, her pussy is flooding my shaft, warm wetness sliding down to my balls, and I look down to see her staring at me, mouth open, with a purity in her eyes that shakes me to my roots.
“Is this crazy?” Sudden doubt darkens her features. “It’s crazy, right? I’ve never done this before, I barely know you…and, well, we haven’t even talked about let’s say…a condom?”
The last word has me irrationally angry.
A condom? With her? Never.
And yet, yes it is crazy. The right kind of crazy.
“No condom.” My muscles are twitching, my dick is so close to home and she needs to talk this out, so fuck, I’ll probably pop a blood vessel holding off, but if it’s what she needs right now, I’m in.
“Okay, so, that brings me to the next question.” She shakes her head. “Like, shifters, have babies? Or baby bears, or what? This conversation is insane…” She squeezes her eyes shut then looks to me for reassurance. I can tell she’s all in, she just needs this moment and I’m going to give it to her. “I don’t know if I have the...capacity...for birthing a bear.”
“Babies. And cubs,” I try, then