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Garrett has pushed down his shorts and he’s stroking his cock. It’s huge, long and thick, and so hard it’s practically standing upright. It’s also incredibly erotic, and I can’t wait to be penetrated by that monster.
“I hope some of that is for me.” I stare at his cock, gleaming wet at the tip.
He laughs darkly. “Don’t worry, darling. I needed to make sure you were wet enough to take all of me or the knot may hurt.”
Knot? Did he just say knot? What the holy heck?
I open my mouth to ask, but Garrett grabs my hip and positions his cock at my slit, and instead I moan at the sensation of the head pulsing, pressing against my entrance. Then in one savage move, he thrusts, pulling me back until he’s bottomed out, groin flush against my backside. And I scream.
Him
Fucking Bellamy is better than anything I’ve experienced. It’s hard, so hard, not to come immediately. I rake my hand down her back that’s slick with sweat. How beautiful would she look with my come painted all over her ass or pooling at the base of her spine?
She buries her head into the mattress. “Oh, this feels so good.”
“Goddamn right it does.” She’s my mate. I’d been told that sex with mates is like nothing else, but I don’t know that I truly believed it—until now. I could live in this position, with her hot cunt enveloping my cock, her round ass pressing against my groin, her glorious hair spreading over my pillow.
I bite the inside of my cheek so I don’t come too soon. I need my mate to be with me. Slowly, I withdraw, savoring the feel of her slick channel gripping every inch.
“You’re so gorgeous. I can’t believe you’re my mate.” I grab her hips and ease back in. I’m trying to be gentle this first time despite the wolf nipping at the nape of my neck.
She releases a gasp. “You’re so big.”
My cock swells to gigantic proportions and my head grows dizzy with her praise. I lean down to place kisses along her spine as I move slowly inside of her.
I feel a slight type on my hand, and I pause mid-stroke. “Yeah, baby?”
“What knot?” She asks. “Will it hurt?”
“No. Not that I know of?”
Beneath me, she stills. “Not that you know of?”
I sit back on my heels, my cock head snug inside her warmth and draw her up against me. I rub a hand over one perfect breast and then the other, caressing and massaging her tits until she sags against me. “I’ve never had a mate before. Never wanted one,” I tell her. “But when two mates bond, the cock hooks into his mate, connecting them physically just as our hearts meld into one.” I tap her left breast. “It means you can’t leave me.”
“What about you? Can you leave me?”
I reach around and pat her pussy. “Never. If I could, I’d stay inside your body forever.”
My cock throbs excitedly at the idea.
Her face flushes red. “Wouldn’t that be inconvenient?”
“Who cares about inconvenience.” I thumb her clit and I begin to move again. Her eyes flutter shut as she enjoys the dual sensations. “From this moment on, my entire goal is to ensure that you’re happy and satisfied—in every aspect of your life.”
“What about you? I want you to be happy and satisfied, too.”
My cock isn’t the only thing that’s growing larger. My heart is expanding, too. “Baby, your happiness is my happiness.”
Her eyelids flip open. “Then make us happy, Garrett.”
“Call me Alpha,” I demand, sliding in until I’m fully seated.
“Alpha,” she pants. “Fuck me, Alpha.”
The words are as heady as an actual touch. My mate is calling me Alpha. She’s begging me to take her. I slam into her and revel in her scream of pleasure.
She’s so beautiful. Being inside of her is fantasy made reality. She’s everything I could want—as a man, as a wolf. It’s not just how her hot, wet cunt clutches me or how the taste of her still lingers on my tongue. It’s the vivid green of her eyes. How her own tongue sneaks out to wet her red, swollen lips. It’s in her gorgeous, warm smile, but most of all it’s her bravery.
That she welcomes me into her arms despite the unknowns takes remarkable courage. She’s a perfect mate for an Alpha. She’s all that I could have ever dreamed of having. I don’t know why I fought having a mate in the first place.
I pull out and drive back in, again and again until her arms can no longer hold her upright. That’s what my strength and stamina is for. My orgasm is coiled at the base of my spine, and I can feel her body nearing completion. I have to look at my mate when I come for the first time. I flip her over, spreading her thighs and spearing her with one long stroke. Her back arches against the bed as her body strains for more contact.
“Alpha,” she cries.
“That’s right. Take me. Take all of me.” I hold up her hips with one arm and dig my knee into the mattress for leverage. Then I proceed to fuck her as she commands—deep, hard, long strokes that touch every nerve in her sensitive cunt.
With my free hand, I tease her clit, pinching and stroking until she thrashes her head from side to side, needing and wanting that desperate release.
“Now,” she pleads. “Now. I can’t stand it.”
“I’ve got you, baby. I’ve got you.” My hips slam into her, until she throws her head back and her release drenches my cock. My control snaps. The barb shoots out and hooks into her body. She screams her pleasure again. I take her harder than I should take a human, but I can’t hold back. Not from her. Never from her.
Chapter Seven
Her
“I’m tired,” I mumble as Garrett lifts me off the bed. “Let me sleep.”
“After I clean you up,” he says.
He carries me into the bathroom and gently slides me into a sunken tub. Warm water splashes into the basin and across my skin.
I lay my head back against a pillowed rest and let the water soothe my battered body. Pain has never felt so good. Through slitted eyes, I watch as he climbs into the other end of the massive tub. He pours some oils into the water and then mixes it with his hand.
He pulls my legs over his, stretching out his own long limbs until his feet are planted on either side of my butt. A finger presses lightly against my hip bone. “You’re going to have bruises here,” he comments in a self-satisfied tone.
“Like that, do you?” I ask, not bothering to open my eyes. Ever since he came inside of me, I have this strange understanding of his emotional state. It’s as if we have a mental connection now and there are no barriers.
Right now he’s filled with happy contentment. “You wear my marks.” He moves his finger upward, bumping along my ribs.
Goosebumps chase up and down my skin even as the water rapidly covers my bare form.
“I think you have a few war wounds of your own,” I murmur, remembering how my fingers dug into his shoulders and scraped down his back. Like him, I feel no remorse. He bared his teeth in delight every time I scratched him. He all but dared me to go harder.
I can sense him twisting around to look at the gouges.
“I know. My mate’s as fierce as she is lovely.”
“You’re going to need to explain this mate thing to me,” I tell him. When he hesitates too long, I give him a nudge with my toe. “If I can handle the knot, I can handle anything,” I reassure him.
“The knot made you feel good,” he responds, lifting my offending toe to his mouth. He presses a kiss against the instep and then the ankle, leaving a trail of fire that the bathtub water does nothing to douse. The knot did feel good. My pussy clenches at the memory of him hooked into me, unable to pull out until he came with a roar and a flood.
His orgasm triggered another one of mine, and the mere memory of it makes me want to impale myself on him, but there are things we need to work out before we have sex again. Things like how I came to be here and what other things exist in his world that don’t exist in mine. “But there’s more to it, isn’t there?”
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