Chapter 18 #2
“I wonder if there’s a way to determine if that’s a record of some sort?” she answered without thinking.
Boon barked out a laugh, startling her and causing her to jerk her attention up toward his eyes.
“I said that out loud,” she said, her face and chest immediately blushing a mottled shade of red.
Boon stepped forward, still laughing as he reached for the zipper on her jeans. “Yes, you did,” he said, then laughed more as he unfastened her jeans and tugged them down over her hips.
“Sorry,” Angelle murmured as she helped him push her jeans down to her knees, which was as far as they were going because she was still kneeling on the bed.
“I want these off,” he said, the gruffness back.
“I’m embarrassed,” she said.
“Don’t be. It’s me. I’m yours. You’re mine. There is nothing about you that I won’t know and cherish.”
“Same,” she said.
“Then no embarrassment.”
“What if I don’t look the way you expect? What if it doesn’t feel like it should. What if…” she paused and looked him right in the eye, “what if I don’t know what to do?”
Boon smiled patiently at her as he leaned in and kissed her again.
While he was kissing her, he placed one hand behind her shoulders, and with the other he took hold of the jeans bunched around her knees.
Then he yanked the jeans, and thereby her legs toward himself, sending her flying backward, supported by his hand on her back, to land on the mattress.
Angelle gasped, so surprised by his actions that she didn’t have time to call out before he was once again adjusting her position.
She’d just managed to fill her lungs with air to exclaim or shout when he used the jeans that were now around her ankles to hold her legs up and push them toward her chest with one hand as he covered her entire vagina with his mouth.
His full lips formed a seal against her skin as he softly suckled her flesh, kissing her most sensitive parts as he would her mouth once or twice before he raised his head enough to look down at his treasure.
Angelle was immediately self-conscious and started to squirm in an effort to put her legs down. But it was pointless — her ankles were still captured in her jeans, and Boon still held her legs up and in the air, preventing her from getting free.
“Shhh, stop!” he said. His voice was firm, demanding, but not commanding. And it made her stomach, and the spot he was staring at mercilessly, do funny things.
She felt her channel clench and tried to pull her legs closer together.
Boon’s gaze had been focused intently on her, memorizing everything about her, when he’d seen her physical response to his demand that she remain still.
She seemed to like it when he became a little more demanding than she expected.
“You are my mate — my only treasure. I’m going to take my time memorizing the look of my mate, and you’re going to allow me to. ”
“But…” she started.
His eyes flashed up to hers. “Shhh!” he said sharply. His gaze left hers as he focused on her now glistening, and pinkening labia. “I am going to take my time and memorize the taste of my mate, and you’re going to allow me to.”
“Boon!” she said shyly, almost pleadingly.
“I’m going to memorize the things that excite my mate, like showing her exactly what I want, and maybe even a little demand here and there in our bedroom.
So that I can always, always please her, even when she’s not quite sure what it is that she wants.
” He’d been lightly stroking his fingertips across the lower curve of her ass, just centimeters from her pussy.
With the last word of his sentence, he pushed just half of his thumb into her opening.
Angelle moaned, her channel grasping at his thumb. “Boon!” she tried again, her voice barely a whisper.
“I like to hear you saying my name,” he said, as he pulled his thumb away and slowly swiped his tongue all the way up and down her slit.
Angelle cried out, trying unsuccessfully to move and bend her legs.
“No, you’re not moving yet. I think I like you like this, open to my exploration,” he said.
Lowering his head to lick and suckle at her flesh again.
He found the hard little bud of her clit and flicked it with his tongue before sucking on it, making her entire body twitch with each sucking motion.
While he suckled her clit and used his tongue to swipe across it roughly, he slipped a finger into her pussy again, this time not stopping until he felt the barrier that would have confirmed to him that she was untouched until this very moment, if he hadn’t already known it.
For a brief moment a part of him wished she’d already experienced the pain that would come with her first time, then the beastly part of him came roaring back to the forefront as his possessiveness took hold.
“Mine,” he growled, his face and mouth still in contact with her most sensitive parts.
“Yes,” she panted.
His gaze shot up to hers again, surprised that she answered. Her eyes were closed as she lifted her hips, seeking the contact with his mouth that she’d momentarily lost when he looked up at her.
Angelle whimpered for the split second that his mouth was away from her now swollen pussy.
He dropped his head, his mouth once again giving her pleasure unlike anything she’d ever dreamed.
“I’m going to make you come, Angelle,” he said, his voice deeper, harsher than she’d ever heard.
Her eyes popped open and she looked down at him.
“You know what that means?”
“Yes,” she answered, her breaths deep and almost labored.
“Have you ever come before?”
“No,” she said.
He just canted his head. “Don’t lie to me.”
Angelle immediately shook her head. “I’m not. I tried, but, I couldn’t.”
Boon smiled seductively at her, his face just visible over the tuft of hair crowning her pussy.
“You will now. You’re going to come hard.
And as you’re beginning to come down from it, I’m going to push my cock inside you and I’m going to fuck you hard.
It’s going to hurt, but only for a minute, then you’re going to come again.
I’m going to fill you with my come, then I’m going to roll over to my back and pull you on top of me and make you fuck me again while I watch your body giving me everything you are. ”
Angelle stared unblinkingly at him, her mouth just barely ajar as she processed his words.
“If you don’t want that, tell me now,” Boon growled.
That seemed to snap her out of her daze. “No, I do. I do, please, do… those… things.”
Boon maintained eye contact as he slowly lowered his head and started licking and nibbling her pussy again. He concentrated on her clit until she was once again straining to position herself in just the right place to get the most friction from his tongue and lips.
“Please,” she whispered as her hips rolled as much as they could with him maintaining control over her legs by still holding them hostage tangled in her jeans.
Boon flicked her clit harder and faster than he had yet, and in just a couple of swipes of his tongue she fell over the edge into her first orgasm, screaming in pleasure as she threw her head back and her arms out to her sides to wrap her fists into the sheets as her body tensed up.
Boon suckled her clit through most of her orgasm, but as he felt the tension in her body begin to relax, he went up on his own knees, pushing her legs further forward as he angled the head of his leaking cock toward her dripping channel.
Her hips were still rocking as he positioned himself just right and pushed his hips forward, and snarled as the head of his cock disappeared inside her pussy.
Angelle gasped and tensed.
“Do not clamp down on me, it will make you tighter and might hurt more. Instead, try to push me out.”
“I…”
“Try to push me out,” Boon growled.
Angelle did what he asked, pushing as hard as she could against the intruder she could feel just inside her pussy.
Boon smiled as he felt her muscles pushing against the head of his cock and surged forward. He only paused once to pull back just slightly when he felt the barrier inside her before forcing his way through it.
Angelle cried out.
Boon released his hold on her jeans, then pulled them off her ankles, taking her legs to rest on his shoulders, her ankles now near his ears. “Hold on,” he said, starting to roll his hips against the lower part of her ass and her thighs as he ground himself into her.
Angelle’s hands were gripping his biceps, her nails cutting into his flesh, but he didn’t care. In fact, it drove him on.
He angled his cock first left, then right, rocking his hips in little circles, allowing her to feel every inch of him as he made himself at home inside his mate.
After a few moments the tension on her face seemed to ebb a bit and she opened her eyes to look at him.
“I’m sorry it hurt. There’s no option the first time. But I swear to you, I’ll never hurt you again,” he promised.
Angelle nodded. Then she clenched her channel around him, making him groan. “Show me. Show me everything you said you were going to do.”
Boon took her legs from his shoulders and pushed them back until her knees hit the pillow behind her head and her ass lifted just above the bed. He pulled back his hips and slid home, watching her to gauge how she handled the motion.
Instead of whimpering, she closed her eyes and moaned as she licked her lips. He smiled as he realized his mate loved physical pleasure as much as he did. She just didn’t know it yet.
“Open your eyes, Angelle. Watch me as I make you come.”