Chapter 14 #2
That’s when I realize I didn’t smell him on her when she entered Bearclaw Ammo, which means he didn’t mark her truck until she was in Broken Falls. He was prowling around outside while I was going down on her, forcing her first orgasm with my teeth and a swipe of my serum.
No wonder he’s so pissed.
Slipping my hand into her hair, I pull her against my body and trail my nose and lips along her neck.
She melts into me, her hands going for my belt.
I can’t stop myself and swing her into my arms to carry her to my bathroom.
Sitting her ass on the counter, I drop down and unlace her boots as she pulls off her camisole.
Within seconds I have both of us naked, my chest heaving as any restraint I planned dissipates.
I claim her mouth, kissing her deeply and framing her face in my big hands.
“Are you sure this is what you want, babygirl?”
“Do I want to be your mate and accept your mark? Yes, Erick, very much.”
“I’m going to work every day to make sure you’re happy, Kylian.
” I kiss her again and slip my forearms under her knees, lifting and spreading her thighs.
She tilts backward, her head and shoulders landing against the mirror as she lets out a gasp.
I bend down and kiss the inside of her thigh while keeping my eyes on hers, moving my way methodically to her sweet pussy slick with arousal.
One lick and my bear purrs, pacing and shaking his head as he anticipates embedding our serum into our mate.
But I don’t know if she’ll shift with my bite, and I have no intention of finding out in my standard shower that is barely big enough for the two of us.
Pulling back, I look her in the eye and let my bear present himself while slipping a finger inside of her.
She sucks in her breath, her eyes wide and dark brown with no sign of her bear watching us back.
Well, fuck. That wasn’t the response I was looking for. “Is this okay, babygirl?”
Kylian nods and I add a second and then a third finger, pumping in and out and slowly stretching her.
She’s so fucking tight, there’s no way I’m going to fit without hurting her.
Burying my face in her pussy, I lick and suck her clit until she’s digging her nails into my shoulders and her walls tighten around my fingers.
I look her in the eyes again and tell my bear to call to hers—nicely, this time.
Surprisingly, the fucker listens and sits down, clumsily waving his paw in the air. Slowly, my mate’s eyes lighten to a golden hue, her bear revealing herself.
Kylian gasps, her breath coming in short pants. “I see her.”
“Hello, mate.” I project, unsure if they can hear me.
Giving my bear more control over our connection, he chatters his teeth and shows me what he sees.
Kylian’s bear stares back at us, her head tilted to the side as if we’re a curiosity she’s not sure about.
After a couple of seconds she turns her back on us but she doesn’t retreat, keeping herself just out of reach.
“I think your bear is playing hard to get, babygirl.” I press a kiss to her lips and work my way down her body, my sole focus set on getting Kylian to climax without my serum—although if I have to do that the first few times, I will.
It settles me as much as it does her and I think the key is to push gently, guiding her forward with baby steps.
Latching onto her clit again, she bucks her hips against my mouth as her g-spot gushes arousal. She’s so wet, so responsive to my touch, and so very mine. “Are you going to come for me, mate?”
“I’m so close,” she whimpers. “It’s driving me crazy.”
“Relax. Don’t think about anything except how it feels to have my mouth on you, my tongue lapping at your pussy while my fingers pump in and out of your cunt.”
“That’s so filthy,” she moans, her pussy gripping me tighter, her orgasm on the precipice of spilling over.
“Yeah but your body is telling me you love it.” I pinch her clit with my free hand, sending her over the edge.
“Erick!” she screams and throws her head back against the mirror, causing it to crack.
Her body reacts violently to the orgasm she remains conscious for, every muscle spasming, her pussy squeezing my fingers in a stranglehold.
My cock jerks and my balls tighten as I find myself on the verge of release.
Fucking hell—my mate has me so fucking turned on, I'm ready to come without being touched. This is witchcraft, or maybe it’s our mating bond.
I claim her lips and fist her hair as she rides wave after wave of her release, coaxing arousal out of her until my palm is overflowing.
Gripping my cock, I coat myself in her juices, jerking myself quickly to my own release.
I spill my seed on the counter between her legs, splashing cum across her pussy while growling into her mouth, my bear front and center and watching hers through her amber-hued irises.
“Mine. You are fucking mine, Kylian. Say it.”
“Yours,” she pants. “Only yours.”