Chapter 10 #3
She laughed, the sound startled and joyful. I returned her smile as I settled back over her. Her laughter turned into a moan as I gripped my shaft and stroked my cockhead up and down her slit, coating my dick in her cream until slick, wet smacks lifted around the bed.
“I like that sound,” I rasped, dipping my head to suck at her nipples. I nipped and licked at one before moving to the other, and I swirled my tongue around the questing peak as I notched my dick against her entrance. “I like hearing how much this hot little pussy wants me.”
She spread her thighs even wider, and she dug her fingers into my shoulders as she lifted her hips. “Please…”
Gripping myself harder, I stirred her opening, raising more filthy, smacking sounds. “Please, what?”
Exasperation and lust warred in her eyes. “Please fuck me. Please, I can’t wait, I—”
I thrust inside her, and her plea spun into a pleasured cry.
Mine joined it, a bellow ripping from my throat as her tight, wet heat wrapped around my shaft. Her slick walls squeezed me like a fist, her body adjusting like she was made for me.
She is, my bear murmured, the sentiment conveyed in a bright burst of color in my head. I pushed deeper, stretching Charlotte wider as I watched her face for any sign of discomfort. But she arched into me, thighs sprawled wide as she clung to my biceps.
“God, you’re perfect,” I groaned, bracing my weight on my forearms so I didn’t crush her.
She dug her teeth into her bottom lip, her eyes glassy with lust. “You’re so deep…”
“Right where I want to be,” I said, withdrawing slightly before driving back inside. Her muscles clamped hard, and we groaned together as I began to thrust.
She wrapped her legs around my waist, pulling me deeper. Her pussy sucked at my cock, her heat searing me.
“Mine,” I growled, fucking her harder. Faster. Every thrust sent pleasure bolting down my spine. “Tell me you’re mine.”
She tightened her thighs around my waist. “I’m yours. All yours.”
I pumped harder, and she threw her head back as she dug her nails into my shoulders. The sting drove my pleasure higher. The loud slap of my skin against hers echoed through the bedroom. Thrusting hard, I buried my face in her neck and breathed her in.
“Beck,” she gasped, moving with me, her hips rolling. “Don’t stop.”
As if I could. As if I’d dream of it now that I’d found my mate. I was the luckiest bastard in the world, my woman’s cries in my ear and her searing pussy tight around my dick.
“Never,” I told her, nuzzling under her ear.
“I’m going to make you come, Charlotte. Show me what this pussy can do.
Let me feel it around my cock, sweetheart.
” I worked a hand between our bodies and found her clit.
Letting my bear off its leash, I turned my head and let the beast speak directly into her ear.
“Come for me, woman. Now.”
She screamed as she flew apart. Her pussy clamped hard, strangling my dick. I worked her clit with two fingers as I fucked her through it.
“Yes, yes, yes,” she chanted, thrashing beneath me. I didn’t let up as I chased my own release. My balls drew up tight. I pistoned my hips, pounding into her.
“Charlotte,” I gritted out, the last threads of my control snapping. “Fuck, I’m going to come.”
“Yes,” she pleaded, eyes glassy and unfocused. “Please, Beck. I need it.” Her pussy clamped hard, milking my dick.
That was all it took.
White covered my vision as pleasure burst in my mind.
I shouted as I flooded the condom in sharp, uncoordinated thrusts.
My bear added its triumphant roar, the sound ringing in my ears.
The only thing that would have made it better was spurting into her womb.
Filling her up and then putting her on her knees with her ass thrust high so I could watch my seed drizzle from her cunt.
Soon, I told my bear. Soon, I’d have no barriers between Charlotte and me. I’d stash her in my bed and breed her until my scent became part of hers. And I’d do whatever it took to make her happy.
If she chose me. If she stayed.
My muscles trembled as I shuddered through the last of my release.
Then I collapsed onto the mattress and tucked Charlotte against me.
For a long moment, we lay tangled together, our breathing loud in the quiet room.
When I was confident in my ability to stand, I left the bed and disposed of the condom.
Charlotte faced me on the pillows when I returned, that charming blush bright in her cheeks. “That was…”
“Perfect,” I said, pushing damp hair off her forehead. “You’re perfect.”
Her shy smile made my heart flip over. “I mean, who am I to argue with the alpha?”
I didn’t even try to fight my smile. “I like that attitude. Maybe you could talk to the other bears in the clan.”
She propped herself on one elbow, several strands of red hair slipping over a breast reddened from my beard—and my tongue. Her nipples were like cherries, the puckered tips bright red from my attention. Fuck, I wanted to give them more of it.
“I want to meet them,” she said, and I realized I was staring. Possibly drooling.
“Who?” I asked.
Charlotte gave me a patient, knowing look. “Your brothers. I’d like to talk to Everett about genetics and the science behind your species. Not to study you. I just want to understand you better.”
My heart did another flip. I slipped from bed again and fetched my phone from the jeans I’d left on the floor. A few texts later, I smiled at the sexy redhead watching me.
“Success?” she asked with a raised brow and a needy look brewing in her eyes.
“They’ll be here first thing in the morning.” Tossing the phone onto my rumpled jeans, I stalked to the bed and yanked back the blanket. “In the meantime, you can study me all you want.”