10. Chapter Ten
She’s intoxicating. I swallow her soft sighs and revel in the touch of her feather-light fingers threading through my thick beard and sliding down my neck to my chest.
My tongue tangles with hers, tasting her sweetness and wanting more. Her thighs lock around my hips and she arches into me, needy and seeking. All but begging me without words to claim her sweet little cunt.
I’m fucked.
“My sweet, sweet Rae,” I mumble between kisses and catch her earlobe between my teeth. A shaky mewl passes between her lips, and I’m determined to discover all of her sexy little sounds. “You taste like heaven.”
She makes a low, throaty purr when I yank her top off and rip away her bra. I fill my hands with her bare breasts, brushing her stiff peaks with my thumbs.
Her head presses against the soft grass, and she trembles when I draw her nipple into my mouth and suck hard. With every moan and sigh, I can feel the mating bond between us pulse and strengthen. My heart is entwined, my guard is lowered.
And I’ve never wanted anything more than I want her right now.
I’m dying to pleasure her. To please her. To give her what she’s been asking me for from the moment she ran those evergreen eyes over my body in appreciation.
“Oh, God, Cole.” Rae cups her other breast, pulling on her own nipple. The sight of it is so erotic I’m tempted to free her of all her clothes and take her right here on the forest floor.
“You’re so fucking beautiful, Goldie.” My hands roam over every inch of her ass and thighs. The second I touch the flimsy, delicate lace guarding her heat, a low, needy rumble sounds in my chest. “All I want to do is kneel at your feet and lick that honey pot of yours right up.”
Rae looks up at me with heavy-lidded eyes full of lust. She considers my words, then raises her knees and spreads her thighs open in invitation. The scent of her damp arousal fills my nostrils, and I can’t help but bring my face to her sweet-smelling pussy. I breathe deep as I trace the softness of her inner thigh with the tip of my nose, then drag it up and down over her lace-covered slit and inhale.
Mine. Mine. Mine.
My cock weeps with the need to sink deep, but I ignore the painful stiffness straining to burst out of my jeans. Instead, I rip away the lace while Rae gasps, then I drag my tongue through her folds and delve into her channel while she sinks her fingers into my hair. Pulling me to her, I smile into her pretty cunt and run my tongue up to her clit.
“Shit,” she hisses when I suck her there. “Cole, please.”
“Goldie, you’re so wet for me.” I slip a finger into her tight channel and watch as her hips pump to meet my strokes. “If you think anyone but your mate will be able to satisfy the craving you feel, you’re dead wrong.”
“You’re all I want, Cole. Just you.”
Her cheeks color as I haul her up my chest and angle her hips so I can taste her dripping pussy.
“Bet none of those so-called men, plural, you’ve had before worshiped this pussy of yours the way you deserve.” I bury my face between her legs, grab her ass, and guide her movements over my face so her breathing comes quick and shallow.
“No one’s touched me like this,” she gasps, grinding her pussy against me and moaning deliciously with every lash of my tongue. “There haven’t been any men, plural. There’s been no man, singular. There’s only been this. Only you.”
“Damn right. And there will never be another, sweet girl. You’re mine.”
Her eyes roll back in her head as I add a second finger and feel her stretch to accommodate that much. It’ll be a tight fit, and I’ll have to go slow, but I keep stroking her until her thighs shake and her soft cries become stuttered pleas.
“Please, Cole. I need you. Here. Now.” She slides down my body and claws at my jeans with urgent, shaking hands. Then, she grabs hold of my length, slides her palm against my swollen flesh and guides me to her entrance.
I hiss, jerking my hips against her opening and rubbing it over her sensitive clit. Her juices coat me as I keep up the sweet torture, testing the limits of my control.
“Are you sure you want this? Once I claim this sweet cunt of yours, you’ll be bound to me. Forever.”
“All I’ve ever wanted was to feel as if I belong somewhere, and I’ve never felt at home anywhere. Except in this place. With you. So, take me, Cole. I’m all yours.”
“This might hurt a bit.” Then I press the swell of my cock to her, rocking my hips and gently pushing my way into her hot, tight channel.
She moans beneath me, biting her lip in the sexiest way as she props herself up on her elbows to watch inch after inch of me disappear into her silken hole.
I want to go deeper. Fully sheathe myself in her heat. But I don’t want to hurt her.
She must’ve heard me through the bond because she reaches for me. “That feels so good, Cole. Give me more. I can take it. Stop trying to hold back.”
And so I do. I thrust all the way in, exultant when her body jolts and she throws her golden head back, screaming out, “Yessss! Oh, God, like that.”
It’s all the encouragement my bear needs.
“Is that what you wanted? For me to claim this virgin cunt and make you mine? You wanted me to take this pussy wild and raw?”
“Yes. You promised.”
“Yes, I did.” I rock into her, pleased when she lifts her hips to meet my thrusts. “I promised to fuck this pretty pink pussy of yours until you came all over my cock. I promised to fill you up with my cum and plant my cub in your womb.”
“Yessss.”
“And I can’t break a promise, can I?”
She doesn’t answer as I pull back and sink in, picking up speed and admiring how perfectly she clenches around me. How fucking perfect she looks splayed out in the meadow, under the stars, naked and glorious.
My mate. My forever.
My chest constricts. The thread that binds us winds tighter around my heart as she writhes beneath me.
Soon, she’s clenching around my cock. Clawing at my back. Chanting my name with wild abandon like a reverent incantation.
Her breath goes ragged and her body trembles. I know those urgent cries of hers means she’s close. So close, I can feel my fangs lengthening and my instincts screaming.
“Cole.”
Now. Mark her, now.
Then her body goes taut, her back arches, and her neck is fully exposed. I bend my head and sink my teeth into the soft, sensitive slope of her neck as she shouts, convulsing as she comes apart. A second later, I join her, roaring as my cock erupts, spilling my seed into her heat at long last.
Spent and happy, I hold her close without pulling out.
Then it happens. On the edges of my vision, that invisible shimmering tie locks into place and my soul expands. Tenderness explodes in me as I shelter my mate in my arms.
Nothing and no one can come between us now.