Page 78 of Awakening His Mate


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It doesn’t take me long to shatter, and my knees turn to liquid as my orgasm burns through me.

Jackson scoops me up, our chests pressing together as my ankles lock behind his ass. His eyes don’t leave mine as he walks us into the bedroom. As he kicks the door shut behind us, he lets me slide down his body, but only so he can undo my jacket.

He quickly shoves it off my shoulders before grabbing the hem of my sweater. I lift my arms to make it easy for him to get it off, and wait for him to remove the T-shirt below. He does, but in a single move, he tears it from neckline to hem before throwing the remains onto the floor.

My eyes go wide, which earns a chuckle from him. “It was taking too long,” he says, locking his lips back with mine.

I can’t see what I’m doing, but my fingers fumble to undress him as he kisses every inch of my mouth in a way that makes me feel incredibly loved.

Happiness spreads through me as I manage to remove everything from his top half so my fingers can explore the hard planes of his sculpted body. He has a little hair over his chest, and my fingers sift through it as I battle against his tongue.

I can feel wetness seeping into my underwear, and when he growls, I know he can smell my arousal.

Jackson pulls back, turning me to face the wall and placing my hands on it. This position makes me feel vulnerable. My ass is in the air, exposed to him, and I have to twist my head to see what he’s doing.

A shiver races through me as his fingers trail down my spine before he unhooks my bra. I do a little shimmy, helping it off my body before his fingers go back to exploring me, every caress causing more tremors.

I can feel his heat behind me, making my breathing heavy as anticipation builds within me. He skims around the side of my ribs before cupping one of my breasts with his big hand. My legs almost give out as he rolls my nipple between his fingers, sending a jolt of electric need straight to my pussy.

“You look so beautiful like this,” he tells me as he reaches down and undoes my jeans.

I hold my breath as he slowly slides them over my ass and down to my knees, my underwear following. He doesn’t allow me to step out of my clothes, and I realize why when he murmurs, “We don’t have time for me to do all the things I want to.”

He is so close to touching my most sensitive spot that I wiggle, as if I can force his fingers where I need them.

“Just fuck me,” I order, making him chuckle.

“My girl is needy,” he says.

I wish I could see the look on his face, but he has one hand on my back, stopping me from moving, and I’m too scared to distract him in case he stops what he’s doing.

It is a relief when his finger finally slides lower, between my crack and through my wetness, to roll over my sensitive clit. My bottom lip catches between my teeth as everything tenses inside me.

“Tell me what you need, baby,” he says even as he dips a finger inside me.

I widen my thighs as much as I can with my jeans and underwear caging my legs as he pistons that finger inside me. He’s barely touched me, and I am already worked up to a frenzy.

“You. I need you now.” I try to make it sound like an order, but it comes out more like a breathy plea.

The dual sensation of his finger inside me and the way he is pinching my clit has me seeing stars, heightened by the feeling of his body pressed against mine. It threatens to unravel me. He adds a second finger, stretching me out, before a third one joins. I feel full, but not satisfied.

He hooks his fingers inside me, and it feels as if he is deep inside me. I can’t do anything but focus on the multiple sensations, each one adding to my building climax. I arch my back as I come, gasping his name in a strangled breath.

His free hand wraps around me, clamping over my breast as he holds me against his chest, continuing to finger-fuck me even as my tight walls clamp around his intrusion.

“I like hearing my name on your lips when you come,” he rasps into my ear.

“I can’t… do any more.”

“You can, and you will,” he informs me as his fingers hook through my folds and more wetness pools between my legs.

I let out a shuddering groan as he repeats the motion over and over, each swipe of his fingers making everything contract and pulse again. I’m going to pass out if he keeps this up. I’m dizzy, my breathing so shallow I’m sure I’m not getting the oxygen I need, but I lean into the wall as if it is the only thing stopping me from drowning in the sensations washing through me.

I feel as he lowers his body, and his teeth suddenly scrape against my left ass cheek. My whole body tenses as he nips at my skin.

This shouldn’t feel as good as it does, and I want more.

He obliges, as if reading my mind, his teeth digging into the right one even as he continues to stroke me between my legs. My body wants to collapse, but he hooks his arm under my stomach, holding me up with the steel band of his strength.

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