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“I just don’t know that I’m ready.” I resist the urge to sigh in exasperation. She’s fucking killing me here.
“It’ll drive me crazy every heat, to know you’re actively working against getting pregnant. Everything in me wants to breed you.” My wolf howls in agreement. “Do you think you’ll ever know that you’re ready?” I pinch her chin between my forefinger and thumb, then ask her, “What are you afraid of?” Her hazel eyes widen at my question and she whips her head out of my grasp in anger.
“I’m not afraid! I just don’t know.” Her anger catches me off guard. We already covered this. I fucking caved already. I gave her what she wanted, but she’s still fucking fighting with me.
“You told me that you weren’t ready, so we’re waiting. There’s no reason to fight. Why are you yelling at me?”
“I’m not yelling!” She practically screams the words and I just stare back at her unreasonable ass.
After a moment, a heavy sigh leaves me and I climb off the bed. My hard dick protests the movement, bobbing up and down with every movement. I rake my fingers through my hair.
“Where are you going?” she asks and I respond by grabbing her angry ass by the ankles, then dragging her to the edge of the bed.
“Nowhere, sweetheart.” I flip her over and prop her ass up for me.
“Devin!” She scolds me but with my hand against her shoulders, her back bows perfectly. I half expect her to protest, to do anything other than close her eyes and moan.
“You worry too much,” I tell her and then give her cunt a languid lick. “Right now I need you to do anything but that.”
She writhes slightly, a sight to behold. The second I slip two of my fingers into her greedy pussy, she melts against my touch. Her back arches and she rests her head on the bed as I curve my fingers and stroke her sweet spot. I push my thumb against her clit without any mercy.
“You’ve got to come, sweetheart. You’re too wound up.” She moans something incoherent into the mattress and I smirk at the sight of my gorgeous mate letting her arousal get the best of her. She’s not in heat anymore. This is just her, loving my touch and letting it soothe her.
I kiss the small of her back as her skin heats and she pulls slightly away from the sensation. Her pussy tightens on my fingers as a bit of her honey drips down my hand. Picking up my pace, I fuck her ruthlessly with my fingers. All her small whimpers fuel me and I can’t help but think this is perfect. Pregnancy or not, we have time. So long as she’s mine, it doesn’t matter.
I lean my chest against her back and lick my mark before growling the command, “Give it to me,” at the shell of her ear, letting the heat of my breath tickle her neck. She obeys like the perfect fucking mate she is and comes on my fingers. “Good girl.”
Her body is still shaking with aftershocks as I thrust my dick in to the hilt. Fucking perfect. Her pulsing heat feels so damn good, trying to milk my cock. Her pussy knows exactly what she wants; at least I can satisfy part of her. Rocking into her slowly at first, I take my time enjoying the feel of her warmth. But I know my mate likes it rough.
I pull her closer to the edge and piston into her without any warning. She screams into the mattress as her little hands fist the blanket and her hips buck against mine. Her small body thrashes against my hold, but I don’t let up. Instead I reach around her hips and start circling her throbbing clit.
“Fuck!” She lifts her head to scream and I know everyone in this damn estate is going to hear my mate come. And I fucking love it. Let them hear how I please her. How she submits to me. I slam into her wanting more of her cries of pleasure. My hips rock against hers as I pound into her tight sheath. My dick hits her cervix and I fucking love the feel of it.
She moans out my name as I push myself inside her deeper and hold it there. She claws at the sheets to get away from the pain of me stretching her and pushing her to her limit, but I know she fucking loves every second of it. “I want a baby.” She barely says the words through her panted breaths.
My eyes widen at the admission. Fuck! Now that her heat’s gone, now she wants a baby. I slam into her, punishing that sweet pussy as I lose myself in her. I’ll fill her with my cum and do my damnedest to knock her up even though the odds are not at all in our favor.
As my cock pulses inside of her, I lean down and groan in the crook of her neck, “You want my cum? Your greedy pussy wants my cum, doesn’t it?” I smack her ass so hard my palm stings and watch a red mark form on her flesh. I spank her ass again and again until she finally answers.
“Yes!” She moans out as another wave of arousal makes fucking her that much easier. Gripping her hips, I angle her to take the punishing fuck as deep as possible. I slam into her over and over again. Even as I feel her pulse around my dick and coat it with her cum, I don’t stop.
I push deep into her as she thrashes on the bed beneath me. The sight and feel of her like this has my balls drawing up and a cold sweat breaks out over my skin. It takes four long, deep strokes to have her screaming in ecstasy. Her pussy tries to milk my cock and when I feel the tight walls squeeze and flutter around me, it’s enough to set me off. I come hard and I stay deep inside her even when I know I’m spent. I pick her ass up and leave her like that.
“Don’t move.” I slip out of her only to get a cloth from the bathroom. My dick is at half-mast but when I come back to the room it springs to life at the sight of my mate, head down and ass up. Her hazel eyes watch me closely as I stride back to her. I smirk at my feisty mate, subdued from her orgasm. Her chest and cheeks are flushed, and her breathing is still ragged. “I prefer you much more when you’re sated.”
“Mmm.” She murmurs a sound of agreement although I imagine she’ll give me hell for it when she’s more coherent. “I prefer you fucking me to telling me no,” she manages. Her voice is coated in sarcasm but her smile is genuine. A deep, low chuckle rolls through me at her barely spoken words.
Dom
“You still feel her, baby?”
My apprehensive mate nods her head with a weak smile playing at her lips. She’s barely moved from the position she’s in. She’s so damn worried her wolf’s going to leave her. It fucking kills me to see her like this, as a nervous wreck.
Sitting cross-legged in the field with the sun setting behind her, Lizzie looks just as apprehensive as she does wildly beautiful.
“Smile, baby. It’s a good thing that she hasn’t left.” Lizzie’s hand rubs against her chest like she’s petting her wolf. Like the kids at my old pack used to do. I chuckle at her. If it wasn’t heartbreaking, she’d be adorable right now.
“Do you think she’ll stay this time?” Her question is whispered, like she’ll scare her wolf off if she speaks any louder. The half smirk on my lips vanishes when she peers up at me with tears brimming. My poor mate.
