Chapter Twelve #2
“Okay, maybe not twenty-four years, but close. Myra if you knew what it meant to me to find you. Shifters go their whole lives without finding their fated mate but here you are in my arms. I know you don’t understand yet, but I will spend the rest of my life proving how perfect you are for me.
In every way I can. Now where were we? Ah, yes.
Right here.” I gasp as his lips wrap around my nipple sucking gently before nipping it lightly with his teeth.
It feels as though there is a string attached to my nipple leading all the way down to the apex of my thighs making my pussy weep with want.
“Dax. Please.” I plead in a hoarse voice, lifting my body, trying to make contact with his body any way I can.
He adds a second finger and curls them making a come-hither motion with them and I explode again without warning.
Somehow someway he’s found the magic button inside me that sets me off like a damn bottle rocket.
I clutch his shoulders to ground me so I don’t float away.
“Mmm...that was a good one wasn’t it love.
” All I can do is nod and mumble in response, my limbs are like Jell-O and I can’t move.
Removing his fingers he licks them clean while staring right into my eyes with a devilish grin.
The man has officially ruined me for anyone else, not that I ever want anyone else.
How have I fallen so quickly for this man?
It’s scary but exciting but scary at the same time.
Notching himself at my opening he looks me in the eye as he slowly sinks into me, giving my body time to adjust to his size. My mouth opens in an O as our hips meet. Seeing it and feeling it are two entirely different events in life.
“Fuck.” He grits out, his jaw clenched tightly.
Touching his forehead to mine he kisses me softly before taking a deep fortifying breath.
My hips have a mind of their own and they start to move against him.
A hiss escapes him followed by a growl deep in his chest. When I look in his eyes, they are flashing green to gold and back again.
“Hello kitty.” I whisper as I stroke his face and run my fingers through his hair.
“Don’t tempt him Myra, he’ll try to claim you.
You’re not ready yet.” He punctuates his words by thrusting into me over and over again.
My nails raked down his back as any argument I might have had against him claiming me gets forgotten completely.
All of my attention is focused solely on the feel of his body against my own as he rams into me over and over again.
Our voices raise as we both edge closer to the edge together.
“Fuck Myra.” Dax growls out, his lips going to my neck, kissing, sucking, and nipping. Suddenly he changes positions, placing my legs over his shoulders, his finger strumming against my clit.
“Dax. Dax. DAAAAX!” My orgasm barrels through me with the power of a freight train and I feel Dax’s whole body tighten as he groans out his own release.
“Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.” Dax stutters as he drains himself into me. “Shit I didn’t. We didn’t. Fuck.” He mutters as he pulls out and our shared releases gush out.
“No worries I’m on the pill. Although I should be concerned with what kind of cooties you have from being a man-whore.
” I assured him with a wave of my hand and his body relaxed.
Not that I’ve needed my birth control for some time, but I have irregular periods, and they help.
While I’m extremely attracted to him, children are the furthest thing from my mind at the moment and I’m sure he is too.
“Hey, I was a man slut, I didn’t get paid for it.
Besides I’ll have you know I have never had sex without protection since I started having sex.
It’s your fault you made me throw caution to the wind.
I lose my head where you’re concerned. Also, shifters can’t get sick or carry diseases.
We have a natural immunity. So, no risk of cooties from me love.
” My mouth hangs open as he gives me a smirk as though he has won some grand argument.
My brain can’t come up with a response to this information.
“Careful love, a fly might get trapped in that honey pot of a mouth of yours.” His finger taps my chin in a gesture for me to close it. Closing my lips I swallow hard gathering my thoughts before I respond.
“Okay then, so we’re covered for no cooties and pregnancy, good to know.
” I nod profusely, not knowing what else to say in the quiet of the moment.
His fingers dance across my skin creating a warmth everywhere he touches.
I arch into his touch and a growl rumble in his chest. Just as he moves to capture my lips there is a whoosh of air and the air mattress starts to deflate quickly.
We both look at each other wide eyed before we burst into laughter.
“Guess that’s the air mattress's way of telling us that he wasn’t going to survive another round.” He punches out between laughs.
“I think that’s my sign that I need a proper bed before we have any more sexcapades.” I grin back at him with a nod of agreement.