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I want nothing more than to be inside her, to possess her in every way possible. With a growl, I add a second finger, pumping into her with slow strokes, watching to see if it causes her pleasure or pain.
“More,” she tells me in an achingly sweet voice. “It’s not enough, Nassakth.”
“I know, my mate.” I nibble on her tender skin, nipping at her breast and leaving red marks against her pale flesh. “I will give you more, but you must be patient.”
“I’m so tired of being patient,” she says, her breath catching when I latch onto her nipple and tease it with my tongue. “I’ve wanted you for so long. You’ve made me purr—now claim me as your mate.”
I groan. She knows just what to say to break my resolve. I pump into her tight sheath with two fingers, and then add a third. She feels impossibly tight, but the sounds she makes are full of hunger. Her thighs are spread wide, and her cunt makes enticing, slick sounds as I work her with my fingers, and my cock twitches in response. My warrior wants nothing more than to be buried deep inside her…and I want that, too.
I slide my fingers from her depths, and she makes a noise of protest, her fingers pulling at my mane. “No…go back.”
“Do you want me to claim your cunt, my mate?” I ask, shifting my weight and moving forward until I am over her. “Don’t you want me to take what’s mine?”
A new little moan rises in her throat. “Oh. Fuck. Yes, yes I do! So badly.” She hooks her legs around my hips, tightening around me, and there is so much hunger and eagerness on her pretty face.
My cock is throbbing with need, my pulse racing. I lean over her and claim her mouth, even as I work my length against her folds, wetting it with her juices. She moans against my lips, rocking her body against my cock in quiet encouragement.
“When I claim you,” I murmur, thrusting up against her cunt. “I will bite your neck and pin you underneath me. I will not hurt you, though. This I promise.”
“Don’t care,” she whimpers, her hands on my back, her nails digging into my skin. “Just take me.”
“I will,” I promise her, and reach between us. I tease the bud of her clit briefly, and when she’s crying out with how good it feels, I fit the head of my cock at the entrance to her core. “Make yourself ready.”
“I’m not a virgin,” she pants. “I can take it.”
I ignore that, thrusting lightly against her entrance, stretching her around the head of my cock. “You will get my cock when I tell you that you can have it.”
She moans, and when I thrust at her entrance again, she lifts her hips and surges to meet me, sinking my cock into her depths deeper than I anticipated.
I groan, stunned at how good she feels, how tight, how…perfect.
“Oh, okay,” Kim says in a faint voice. Her nails dig into my skin and she quivers underneath me. “Okay, that’s a…lot.”
“Should I pull out?” I press small kisses to her cheeks, her mouth, her nose. “Tell me what you would like for me to do.”
“Just stay still.” Her voice is tight, and she trembles, panting.
I do as she commands, trying not to think about how I am not even halfway inside her, but how it already feels better than anything I could have ever imagined. She is tighter than a fist, my mate, and I can feel her cunt pulsing and rippling around my cock with her reactions. I feel everything she feels, and it is fascinating and erotic and I want her more than I have ever wanted anything.
Sweat beads on my brow, and my mane feels damp as I hold myself in place, continuing to press gentle kisses to my pretty mate’s face. “Do you feel me inside you?”
She gives a choked little laugh. “Kinda hard to ignore you.”
“Do you know how good you feel to me?” I keep my words light and whisper soft, even as I pepper her with small kisses. “My cock is so hard for you that my seed is probably all over the inside of your tight little cunt. My warrior cannot wait to claim you. I will not last long—not with how good you feel. You make it impossible for me to control myself, my beautiful Kim. Just waking up and seeing your body greet mine in the morning makes me hunger for you. I love your scent. The sounds you make. Your laughter.” I continue to kiss her as she softens underneath me, some of the tension easing out of her body. “Your terrible cooking—”
She lets out another choked laugh. “My cooking is not terrible!” She lightly slaps my side, but she is no longer wincing with pain, so I consider this a win. “It’s not my fault you didn’t tell me you don’t eat bread.”
