Conrad
NINETEEN
I was in Madd’s arms with my head resting on his chest and inhaling his intoxicating aroma. But I couldn’t wait until we made it to the bed.
I needed more than just his arms around me.
Lifting my head, I peppered small kisses over the delicate skin at the base of his throat.
He froze and dug his fingers into me. Rearing my head back, I stared at his dark eyes that were so like the luna noir of his pack name.
Goosebumps strutted over my skin as I locked eyes with my mate and slick streamed from my hole.
With both hands draped around his neck, I bit his lower lip, and he yelped. His eyes smoldered, and he squeezed my ass. I tensed, thinking he was going to rip my pants off.
But he placed his lips on my brow and neither of us moved or spoke.
It was a simple gesture and yet so intimate, as if his lips were claiming me, and it calmed the frantic energy bubbling inside me. I was overcome by a powerful emotion, one I’d never experienced before, and I blinked away tears.
In the background, traffic drove past in the street below. But here in the bedroom, we were cocooned away from the world, and it was safe and cozy. My mate’s fluffy sweatshirt tickled my nose, and I stifled a sneeze.
This wasn’t how I imagined our first time, and as much as I loved the tenderness, I ached for passion rather than softness.
“Maybe we should get undressed,” I whispered in his ear as I tried to tamp down my desire.
“That’s the plan.” Madd twisted his head around and bit down hard on the soft part of my ear.
Owww, but also hot. Narrowing my eyes, I took huge gulping breaths because his man had heat simmering in my belly that had nothing to do with me being a dragon shifter.
“Like that, is it?”
“Too much?” Madd pressed his lips together and his brow furrowed. “Maybe we should take this slowly.”
What? Gods no. “No. I want you. I’m not a delicate flower and this isn’t my first time.”
The words were barely out of my mouth when I regretted them. That was the wrong thing to say when I was about to have sex with my mate. Damn, what a mood killer.
I tore out of his grasp and yanked my pants and briefs down to my ankles. With one hand on my shaft, I slid the other to my hole. Madd’s mouth gaped as I shoved a finger in and pumped my length.
“What are you doing?”
I paused and cocked my head. “Madd, if you don’t know, I can give you a book that’ll explain it.”
His nostrils flared, and he swatted my ass.
Again owww, but also hot.
With one brow raised and his lips parted, he looked like the majestic wolf he was.
“Very funny, but I want this night to be special.”
“My dear Madd. I’m the one who overthinks everything. In case you haven’t noticed, I’ve got my cock out and I’m trying to get you involved, but you’re doing too much talking.” I glanced down. “But I love the spanking. More of that, please.”
There was a quick intake of breath from my mate, and he tossed me over his shoulder and dumped me on the mattress. He leaped onto the bed and hovered over me. This was more like it. This was the passion I was longing for.
We were both panting, and I wanted him so bad. I fumbled his sweatpants, but my hand was shaking, so Madd put his hand down his pants and pulled out his hard cock. I gulped because like most alphas, his length was huge. I wanted to lick it, suck it, and have it inside me, ramming into my hole.
“This is what you wanted?” His lazy strokes up and down his shaft almost undid me, but I refused to come before he was inside me.
I was having trouble getting enough air in my lungs and was mesmerized by his fingers wrapped around his arousal. It was as though every stroke was in slow motion.
Madd shoved me on my side and slapped my butt again. I moaned because that delicious combination of pleasure and pain hurt just enough to make me want it again.
My mate tugged my pants and briefs from around my ankles and kneeled beside me. He kissed my hip before trailing more kisses up my spine.
“Mmmm.” I arched my back as he nuzzled my neck. “Madd, I want you so badly.”
“Me too.” But he slid down in the bed and planted kisses on my ankle. His lips skimmed over my calf and he licked behind my knee.
Heat trailed behind his lips, and I trembled and fisted the bedding while he continued, grazing my skin until he reached my ass. Slick was streaming out of my hole and coated my upper thighs. Madd lapped it and then leaned over my hip. His lips glistened, and I was greedy for some of that.
Grabbing his fingers, I shoved them in my mouth and savored the earthy, musky taste. But I was hungry for more, and I swiped a hand over my ass and shoved my fist in my mouth.
Madd’s eyes grew wide and his breathing sped up. Oh, he liked that. Good. I enjoyed taking control.
“Want some?” I outstretched my hand.
He was breathing hard as if he’d completed a marathon, and he clasped my hand. Our eyes locked and he stuck out his tongue. It couldn’t take my eyes off him as he licked ever so slowly over my skin, lapping up slick. Madd smacked his lips and grinned.
Heat blazed over my skin as he pushed me onto my back and dipped his head close to my length. He breathed on my cock, and I lifted my hips, desperate for him to put his mouth on me.
“Close your eyes.”
Engulfed in darkness, the bedding swished by my ear, and my mate’s heavy breathing punctuated the stillness. His breath washed over my cock, and I gripped the quilt.
I had to see him, and my eyes snapped open. “Do it, please,” I begged.
Madd ran his tongue over the shaft, ending at the tip. He flicked the pre-cum before raising his head. There wasn’t just desire in his gaze. It was paired with love, and I wanted to capture this moment and keep it close. Swirling his tongue over the tip, he parted his lips, and I whimpered.
He took me in, swallowing my length until I hit the back of his throat.
“Oh yes, Madd.” His mouth was so warm and slippery and wet, and I raised my hips, offering myself to him as he sucked on me. But it wasn’t just a physical part of me I was giving him. I was handing him my heart.
When I tugged his hair, he grunted, and the vibrations sent a tingling sensation rippling through my body to my fingers and toes.
But as my breath sped up and I panted, Madd sat up and my cock fell from his lips.
“What?” I leaned on my elbows. “Madd, I—”
“I want to be inside you.” His arousal nudged my thigh, and I looked up at him. “Now.”
I spread my legs further, giving me easy access, and I grabbed his length, bringing to my hole. I tapped around my entrance, needing my mate in me, but enjoying the tension of him being so close.
We were both panting as I guided just the tip inside me. He was so big and he was going to fill me, but I needed to adjust to his huge girth.
Our chests heaved in tandem, and Madd paused, not taking but waiting for permission. I took deep breaths and I got used to his size, and when I finally nodded, he eased in another inch. Madd had a lot of inches and I wanted them all, so this was going to take a while.
“Okay?” Madd placed his hands on either side of me so his face was close to mine as he pushed in deeper.
“Mmmm.”
Slowly, so slowly he filled me, and I squeezed around him. He hesitated and gave me another sultry look. Damn, I was going to come if he stared at me like that again.
“Conrad, you keep doing that and… and…”
I brushed hair from his forehead. “Okay. But I love you being inside me. It’s like we’ve come full circle.”
“Me too.” His strangled voice told me he was trying to tamp down his emotions. Him and me both.
He pulled out but kept his gaze on me and then thrust inside me. We both moaned, and I curled my fingers in his hair and tugged, trying to show him what I was feeling.
“Yes, do that again.” I needed hard and fast because that made me feel alive while understanding I was secure.
Madd rammed his length deep inside me. The scent of slick filled the air along with our sweat as he slid a hand between us and took hold of my cock. He pumped it once and twice, and I bucked my hips.
Lifting one leg, I wrapped it around his hip and pulled him closer.
“Much better.” I didn’t want any space between us. I grinned and slapped his butt. “But I can do that.” I shoved his hand away and tugged my dick.
Madd’s eyes grew wide as he hovered over me, his chest heaving as he took deep breaths, and sweat dripped from his chin. I put an arm around him, and he tilted his head close to mine.
“I’m here, Conrad, and always will be. You’re safe.”
There was that word again: safe. I cupped his chin, and he placed his mouth on mine. The light feathery brush of his lips wasn’t so much a kiss but more of a promise.
I begged for more fucking, more of him, just more, and he shoved his length into me, filling me again and again.
“Just like that.” I let go of my cock and gripped his arms. With both my legs wrapped around him, I told him to go hard. “Make me feel, Madd.”
He pounded into me, and I slid back in the bed with each thrust. Digging my nails into his skin, I urged him to go faster and harder. But he slowed his strokes, easing in and out, and I whacked him.
“You’re such a tease.”
He raised a brow and smirked, that fucker. “Me?”
I rolled my eyes and gripped around him. “Yeah, you.” I placed a finger on his lips.
Madd sped up as he plunged into my depths. We weren’t saying much other than, “Please,” and “Gods, yes,” and “Again.” I wanted to watch him, but desire made my eyelids heavy and they closed.
But I didn’t need my sight because my mate’s breathing changed, alerting me he was getting close as my own climax was hurtling toward me. Now he plowed into me as sweat sprayed over my body.
“Conrad, open your eyes. I want you to look at me.” There was a plea in Madd’s voice, and I pried my eyes open. My Madd, my mate, was in me and holding me as my body convulsed and cum spurted from my cock, covering us both.
But Madd wasn’t done. He kept his eyes on me as he thrust inside me before arching his back and yelling, “Conrad.” He released inside me and toppled on top of me.
There was no sound in the room other than us panting, and we were locked together as his knot swelled and claimed me.
“Mate,” he mumbled against my skin.