Chapter 19 #3
I scream, my orgasm almost painful, and then I feel him join me in bliss. He roars his release, his sharp teeth clamping down on my shoulder as he pumps his seed into me.
I’m delirious, barely able to hold myself up, but the fog from earlier begins to fade. On the verge of giggling, I can’t help but wiggle back against him making him groan into my shoulder.
I wonder why his bite doesn’t hurt.
Because, Mate, you are meant to submit to me.
Hearing him say that sends a shiver down my spine as I also roll my eyes at him. He gives my ass a playful tap.
“Are you feeling better?”
His voice is scratchy.
We should really get some water after this.
“Kinley, focus. Are you still feeling anything like you did when I first got here?”
I think for a moment, assessing my body. “No, I’m not. I still feel a little on edge, but nothing like I was earlier. Will that happen anytime we are away from each other?”
He nuzzles into my shoulder, pulling us down onto the bed until we are lying on our sides. His body curls around mine. “It doesn’t happen the same with everyone, but I’ve heard the first few weeks are rough for new mates if we are apart for too long.”
I turn around in his arms to face him. “Don, I was straight up feral. I don’t like being that out of control.”
He tucks me in close, resting his chin on my head. “Now that we know how strong your reactions can be, we can be proactive and take steps to make sure you don’t get to that level.”
“Let me guess, it involves your monster cock.”
A surprised laugh bursts out of his mouth. “No, not always. Just touching can also help.”
I hum in contemplation, shifting closer to him for warmth now that my body doesn’t feel like an inferno. That little shift of my body tells me exactly how sore I’m going to be in the morning.
Will my body ever not be sore after we have sex? Is it even possible to adjust to that?
Donovan chuckles breathlessly. “Baby, your inner thoughts are killing me.”
I gape at him. “You heard that?”
“Yes, you are great at projecting all of your thoughts.”
“Oh, what the hell, how do I make it stop? And why can’t I hear yours?”
“Baby, I don’t mind. Your inner thoughts are very honest, and it’s refreshing. Now as to why you can’t hear me, I have blocks in place so I don’t overwhelm you. We get taught how to shield our minds at an early age.”
“Great, another thing that I don’t know how to do.”
He brushes a kiss on my forehead.
“It’s something we can work on; don’t stress about it.”
“Easy for you to say. You don’t have all of your thoughts projected at your mate.”
I’m full on pouting. I’m sure I’m overreacting, but I’m getting really tired of how my lack of knowledge is hindering me.
I’m not mad that I don’t know the information.
I’m used to learning new things; it’s a part of my profession.
What I’m not ok with is not having a way to figure it out myself.
I’m wholly reliant on others to inform me and teach me.
Well shit, this must be how some of my students felt. I’m too tired for this. Shit, am I getting horny again?
Donovan remained quiet while I puzzled out my mental state, but my last thought is obviously too much for him to ignore.
He snorts with laughter, which makes me feel a little violent, so I smack him in his hard stomach, which just makes him laugh harder.
I growl in frustration, because that made my hand sting, so I attempt to pinch him next, but he isn’t having any of that.
He flips me on my back, pinning my hands down at my sides.
Ugh, he’s so big, and strong; so sexy.
He just grins down at me as he leans in to nip at my neck. I shiver and feel my body instantly give up my fight to get free. His tongue licks along my neck, and my breath stutters out of me.
“Mmm, there’s my good girl. I will have to remember this when you get horny and bratty.”
His hips bump against my mound, letting me know that he is hard again. My legs open to wrap around him, my feet digging into his ass. All thoughts of being too sore flee from my mind as the hot ache builds back up in my center.
“Ahhh, Don, I need you again.”
His lips meet mine, and as he kisses me his hand finds its way between my legs, testing my wetness. I groan in his mouth as two of his fingers penetrate me, gliding in effortlessly with how soaked I am with my release and his.
Deepening our kiss, he smoothly replaces his fingers with his hard length.
His tongue mirrors the movement of his cock, languidly thrusting into me.
He is in no rush, and I have no objections.
This time isn’t about two bodies frantically coming together.
It’s about two beings finding themselves within each other.
Our bodies move in harmony with each other, our hips moving in tandem.
We revel in each other’s bodies. We touch and taste, our sighs and moans intermingling in the space between us.
His thrusts are slow, but hold an edge of the power in which he took my body just a short time ago.
The long push and pull of his hips against mine, the way he rolls into me at the last moment and grinds himself against my clit is exquisite.
I’m swimming in pleasure, but I’m utterly unprepared when I orgasm. It catches me completely by surprise. There is no slow build up; it’s just suddenly there, roaring through my exhausted body.
As I climax, Don speeds up his thrusts, chasing his own release. I cling to him, fearful that my body will drift away. His lips return to mine, kissing me hard as his own climax rolls through his body. He groans deep against my lips, his muscles tight as his hips jerk with the force of his release.
Our breathing calms slowly as we both come down from the intense pleasure. I snuggle into Don’s body, not even caring that his skin is warm and slick with sweat. I’m just as sweaty.
He groans as he rolls us both, him on his back and me draped over his front.
“Mmmm, this is nice.”
I murmur as he smooths his hands down my back, cupping my ass. He chuckles breathlessly.
“Now I know why some Clan females have more than one mate.”
He leans in to kiss me, but I stop him with a hand on his mouth.
“They do what?”
A mischievous gleam flares in his eyes, he licks me. My nose scrunches in disgust as I move my hand and wipe it on his chest. He chuckles before explaining further.
“Strong females have been known to take more than one mate.”
I roll my eyes at that. Here we go again with how powerful I’m supposed to be.
“First off, are you telling me you would even let another male touch me, let alone put their cock anywhere in my general vicinity?”
He frowns and opens his mouth to speak, but I cut him off.
“Second, I’m not a strong female. I can’t access my magic, can’t control my need to be around you, and can’t even shift.”
“Are you done?”
I give him a pissy look, or as much of one as I can muster after being sexed within an inch of my life.
“Yes.”
“I have grown up around the strongest females in my Clan, so I have it on good authority the criteria of one. Even with only a portion of your magic free, you rival some of those females, Kinley. You pulled a mid-shift out of me. I’ve never heard, nor have I seen such a thing happen.
So yes, you are a very strong female, and I’m proud that you have claimed me as your mate. ”
He kisses me sweetly and lazily swipes his tongue along my bottom lip.
“Now as far as another mate, if you ever felt the pull to have another mate, I’m not really sure how I would feel about it.
Ultimately, it is always the female’s choice.
There is a good chance my beast would probably fight that male for dominance, though. ”
“I think we can agree to disagree on that. Plus, I don’t think I could handle another mate if he’s anywhere close to your size. Do you shift your cock during sex, because I swear it gets bigger.”
He roars with laughter, making me smack his chest.
“I’m being serious.” I really do pout this time, causing my bottom lip to protrude slightly.
Still laughing, he rolls so we are both on our sides and pulls me in tight so I’m cocooned in the warmth of his body. I give his abs a firm poke for him laughing at me though.
I really want to know if he did. I don’t think it was that funny.
I continue to grumble to myself about dumb men and their enormous cocks, when I distract myself by tracing the tattoos on his chest and upper arm. Donovan’s laughter slowly stops as I realize that under his tattoos are scars.
How have I not noticed these?
“Don?”
“Hmm?”
“Where did these come from? If you don’t mind me asking?”
He glances down to where I’m gently tracing a raised scar.
“Well, some are from dominance fights, but most are from when I was touring in the service. I’ll tell you about them some day if you still want to know, but right now we should both get some sleep, before it starts back up again.”
“Now what are you talking about?”
He groans. “I seriously keep forgetting how little you know about Clan shifters. It’s really common for new mates to go into a sort of mating frenzy shortly after.
It’s why it’s so hard to be away from each other.
I’m thinking it’s just now setting in because of everything that happened with Megan needing you so it got repressed for a little bit. ”
“And how long is this supposed to last? “
He chuckles. “Honestly, it just depends. Could be a day, could be a week… maybe a month.”
My eyes widen and a horrified look crosses my face. “Don…I won’t survive if we have that much sex. You’ll break me!”
“Kinley, you won’t break; we heal pretty quickly. And it’s not me that is going to be demanding it.”
I huff at him and roll over onto my other side so I face away from him. I’m not going to be able to sleep with my face smooshed against his chest. He drags me back against him and a contented rumble vibrates in his chest. I feel my entire body relax in response, and a rumble of my own answers him.
“Go to sleep, baby.”
He kisses my neck and inhales deeply, as if he’s savoring the blending of his scent with mine. “You smell so fucking good.”
I smile to myself and wiggle a little closer. Soaking in his warmth, I soon drift off to sleep knowing that no matter what, my mate will be here when I wake.
Of course, he is right; after just a few hours of sleep, my body begins to heat and tension spreads through every muscle. I groan and feel Don stir behind me. His lips caress my neck with soothing kisses as his hands stroke and cup my breasts. My core clenches, instantly ready for him.
It wasn’t the last time we came together that night. Sometimes it’s fast and hard, our bodies burning hot. Other times it’s slow, and we savor each other’s touches. I completely lose track of how many times we climax. We both got very little sleep that night.