Others may expect the man to say they loved the woman first, but I was not like other women. Uncertainty was in the glowing blue eyes of the man I loved. The teasing man was gone, replaced by the Alpha ready to claim his mate. I was more than ready myself. I gripped him by the back of his head, pulling him down for a deep, searing kiss, biting his lower lip. The small taste of him set my wolf at ease.
“Ah, my Chaton has claws, I see.” He chuckled against my lips, his own teeth gripped my tongue and nipped, not enough to draw blood.
Kellen wedged his legs between mine, then shook his head. “Not like this.”
His words didn’t make sense until I found myself lifted and placed in the middle, the comforter tossed to the bottom. The head of his cock brushed the entrance to my pussy. I wondered if he was just going to plunge inside, but the tip brushed the lips of my sex, then retreated. His lips claimed mine, fierce and hungry. Words escaped me as he threaded our hands together above our heads.
Oh, my gawd. I’d never felt so cherished as I did having Kellen cover every inch of my skin with his. I dug my nails into the backs of his hands, and then he released me.
“Keep your hands there, or I’ll be forced to restrain you.” His features looked stamped with wicked intent.
My back arched at his slow exploration of my body. First, he began by kissing the column of my throat, followed by a small bite that drew a little blood. Not enough for a marking. Then he was moving down my body with small nips and licks, torturing me with his teeth and tongue.
I wasn’t sure who was making the mewling sounds until Kellen growled from between my thighs. “Fuck me, you are so damn wet.” He swiped his tongue through my slit. “So damn good. I could make a meal of you.”
Another swipe of his tongue, and then he buried his face where I needed him, eating me as he’d promised. Not missing one sensitive inch. With one hand, he held me open, while the other he used to enter me with one broad finger, followed by another. I was sure I was stretched to the max when he added a third finger next to the first two.
His head lifted. “That’s it, baby. Ride my fingers.”
My hips rotated against his face, grinding myself against him for all I was worth, and I gave no fucks. It was fucking awesome. He mastered my body. My mouth opened to tell him I was close. That I needed more, but Kellen knew my body.
“Come for me, Mon Chaton,” he growled against my clit, then he sucked the hardened nub into his mouth, pumping the digits inside me in the same rhythm he sucked.
On a soundless scream, I came, arching my back. My arms above my head wanted to come down and push him away or hold him to me. I wasn’t sure—the pleasure, the intensity, almost too much rolling through me.
“You come so beautifully. Next time you will scream my name,” Kellen assured me.
The feel of him pushing inside, the stretch almost too much. Yet I knew the pleasure would only get better once he was seated inside me. I breathed deeply, trying to relax enough to allow him entry. His slow penetration was a testament to his strength. Inch by slow, glorious inch, he moved back and forth until he’d pressed his groin to mine.
“See, perfect fit.” He grinned down at me.
“I need to touch you.” I tilted my head backward.
Kellen bent and kissed me. “I want you to touch me, too. Fuck! I need you to.” He gripped my right thigh, opening me up further for him. “Hold on tight, baby.”
I thought he murmured don’t ever let me go, but his hips pulled back and powered back in. I lost all thought except the feel of Kellen. Sweat coated our bodies. I loved the play of Kellen’s muscles as he strained above me. With each forward and backward motion, I swore he pushed me closer to the edge of oblivion.
“So close, Kellen.” My head thrashed on the red sheets.
He snatched my nape in one palm, forcing my gaze to his. “You’re my mate. Say it, Laikyn,” he growled.
A groan was his answer, but I knew he needed the words as much as I did. “Yours. I’m yours.”
He withdrew, then slammed home again. Sensation climbed from my toes to the tips of my ears. Too much. Not enough. As if he knew exactly what I needed, his hand went between us, pressing and pinching my clit. Just as the climax hit, I turned my neck to the side, exposing my throat for him.
A bellow from his beast or him, I wasn’t sure, came from Kellen. Then, he yelled, “Mine!” Sinking his canines into my skin, he thrust his cock deeply as his come exploded from him.
“Kellen, I’m...Oh, God! I’m coming again!” I wasn’t sure how long I rocked on his length, milking him for all I was worth. Pinpoints of light flashed behind my closed eyes, and I wished that his seed would indeed create a child within me. His cock pulsed, jet after jet of come filling me.
Still buried within me, Kellen raised his head. “Never has that ever happened.”
I enjoyed the feel of Kellen licking the wound on my neck, then his words penetrated. “What do you mean?”
The feel of his dick jerking inside me made my body clench down on him. “That. If I were a betting man, I’d say we could’ve just made a baby tonight, love.”
Tears stung my eyes. “Oh. Would you be upset?”
He pulled back and thrust forward. “Baby, I am so far from upset. When you’re ready, I’m ready to make a baby with you. I need you to mark me still.”
