Chapter 12 #2
I kneel between her legs, plant my hands on either side of her head, and grin at her. “Was it gross when you sucked my cock and swallowed my seed?”
“No. That’s different.”
I lift both brows this time. “I don’t think so, Little love. I crave your cream as much as you crave my seed.”
She reaches for me. “Now, Daddy. You’re stalling.”
I bend my arms so I can kiss her lips. “You’re right, Little love. I’m taking my time. Are you sure you’re ready? I don’t have to claim your cunt yet if you have apprehensions.”
I know she doesn’t, and I’m not sure how long I could possibly wait for her without losing my mind, but I don’t want her to feel pressured.
“I’m ready, Daddy. I’ve waited my whole life for this.”
“Twenty years?” I tease. “I’m thirty-five, nearly twice your age. I’ve been waiting for you for much longer, and I’m so damn glad you’re finally here.”
Her cheeks flush. I love it when she blushes like that.
I drop my hips between hers, letting my cock line up with her entrance.
“You’re sure I can’t get pregnant?”
“Positive, Little love. I promise. I would never impregnate you without your permission.”
“And you can smell such a thing?” Her brows furrow in disbelief.
“I can smell all kinds of things. You’ll notice your own sense of smell growing more intense, too. It’s why you nuzzled and sucked my cock. You scented me, and it drove you to want me in your mouth.”
“I never imagined doing something like that before,” she admits, running her hands up and down my torso.
“I’m glad. Your firsts are all mine.” I kiss her again.
She lifts her hips, thrusting against my cock. “Please… Stop teasing me. Enough talking.”
I chuckle. “So bossy.”
Her hands come to my ass, and she squeezes with her small fingers.
I lift my hips, letting the tip of my cock graze over her entrance several times, dragging her arousal and my precome through her folds. She’s soaked. There’s no concern there, but I want to be sure she’s totally lubricated before I claim her.
“Daddy…” she whines.
I bring my hands to her head and hold her. Looking into her eyes, I thrust forward, filling her nearly entirely all at once.
Brea gasps. Her mouth falls open, and she tips her head back. She doesn’t seem to be in pain. I think she’s pleased.
She’s also strangling my cock. There are no words to describe this euphoria. I ease partway out and thrust in deeper.
Brea cries out, her blunt fingernails digging into my ass cheeks.
I welcome the sensation. She can puncture me with her fingernails anytime she wants. I’ll gladly wear the wounds as a sign of her devotion to me. I don’t even care if she marks me somewhere people will see.
I’m distracting myself with these thoughts. Even though she just swallowed my first orgasm of the day, I’m still so fucking hard I’m not going to last. This is my mate. My life partner. I’m fucking humbled and out of my head with love.
It startles me. This love. It’s deep and solid. I’ve never felt anything like it before. I love Brea. I’ve known her one day, and I’m in love with her. She’s perfect for me.
Now I believe in Fate. She had a part in this.
It wasn’t random. Brea isn’t some girl who happened along.
Someone I claimed in order to save her life.
It seemed that simple at first, but it’s not simple at all.
She was always meant to be mine. I can feel it in my bones as I rock my cock deeper into her.
Brea doesn’t look away. She meets my gaze. She’s got a strange partial smile as though she’s not entirely sure she should be so pleased yet.
A few heartbeats pass, both of ours in sync, the beat seemingly loud in the room. Can others hear our hearts from outside the cabin?
We’re one. We’re connected now in the way mates are meant to be united.
“Do it again, Navin. It feels like heaven.” Her words are soft, delicate. She’s not hurting. She’s the opposite of hurting.
I lower closer to her so my chest rubs against her breasts and watch her closely as I slide most of the way out and then ease back in deeper.
She makes the most contented sigh that’s followed by a long moan as her eyes roll back. “Fuck…”
I chuckle. “Yes, Little love, fuck.” That’s the end of talking because I can’t focus any longer. Not on words. All of my energy goes toward pleasing my girl. It’s the most important thing and always will be.
“Navin…” My name slides from her lips like a growl. She’s begging me.
I give her more. Faster and deeper. Filling her. I never want this to end, but I can’t stop it. She’s writhing beneath me, willing me to let her come. I don’t think she realizes how I intend to push her over the edge when I’m ready. She can’t quite parse how it will be possible.
When I’m certain I only have a few thrusts left in me before I orgasm, I tip my pelvis and push into her deeper, grinding against her clit.
Brea screams as she comes. It’s the best sound in the world, and I don’t care if anyone in the vicinity heard her. I was wrong about having a few more thrusts left in me. As soon as her pussy grips my cock, I follow her over the edge, my entire body jerking as my cock empties inside her.
Best sensation on Earth. I’m so fucking lucky.
I’ve found my perfect mate, and damn is she ever perfect.