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A steady pumping of my fingers for a few minutes is followed by my pinky nudging in just a little. She comes so hard, she screams. And I’m ravenous for her, loving watching how she reacts, falling apart in my grasp. Riding my mouth and fingers, gasping for air. The hottest look on her face.
I can’t wait to get inside her. I move up her body and lift her, spin her around, and then I’m on my back, guiding my cock into her dripping wet pussy. My beautiful mate’s eyes are lustful and she’s looking at me like I’m a god.
I like that look a lot.
I sit up and pull her tighter into me, bending my knees. “Ride me, little witch.” I grab the bun in her hair and pull the rubber band out, so her curls fall in a gorgeous copper cascade. And then I whip the dress up and off before I latch onto a perfect pink nipple and take a pull.
She isn’t moving enough. She’s lost in sensation. Sexy as fuck with all those curls and those fuckin’ freckles. So I help, grasping her hips, thrusting mine as I move her the way I want her.
“Mm, you feel so good, baby,” I grind out as my eyes drink in her naked body.
She whimpers and grabs my face, crying out a melody on a perfect pitch as she holds on. And then I’ve got to hold on tighter as I knot her. Because I’m overcome with how good it feels. Not good; amazing. Amazing to know she’s here, mine, taking my cock, tightening around that knot. She fits like she was made for me. She was made for me. She’s mine. She’s been through hell and back for wanting me, and she’s still willing to crawl through fire for me. Saving lives. Trying to take on my pain. But she won’t. I won’t fuckin’ allow it. Nobody’s gonna get in the way of us again and it’s my job to make her happy.
“Beautiful,” I say against her mouth and use my thumbs to wipe the tears off her cheeks. “My mate. You’re here. Do you know how badly I ached for you?”
She sobs. There’s guilt pulsing from her inside my chest.
“No, baby. Don’t. Don’t feel guilty. Don’t be sad. You’re here. You’re alive. And you’re mine. Nobody’s ever gonna keep us apart again. Fuck them. They’re gonna answer to me for what they did to you. What they did to us.” I wipe more tears away as my knot continues pulsing.
“Oh Riley,” she sobs.
“I feel your pain, baby. I also feel how you feel about me. I’m gonna get this pain outta the way so we can be happy. Okay?”
She sobs harder and holds me tight, her hot pussy milking me in a way that has to be magic.
Then I’m coming again, hard. I roar as sensation takes over and I’m unable to speak anymore. Instead, I suckle my mark on her while we ride out the sensations until I fall to my back, and she goes limp on top of me. My knot releases, but I feel her walls squeeze like she wants to keep me inside. What my mate wants, she gets. From now on.
My cock responds by going hard again and my knot returns as she sighs into my throat, nuzzling, practically purring herself.
I’d feel completely at peace right now except for the fact that I feel what’s happening inside her. And it’s a war. She’s at war with herself, her conscience I guess. She’s spent the better part of a decade feeling immense guilt. And I’ll bust my back figuring out how to fix it.
There’s also the not-small fact that there are people who will answer for this shit. I can’t wrap my head around why the supernatural council collective would be so fucking harsh against a twenty-one-year-old witch who’d only been practicing for three years.
Shifters take their mate without regard for rules. Steal them from fake mates. Take them from their packs, their families, without a second thought. Why is my little witch being punished so harshly for going after what’s rightfully hers? She identified me before I identified her for a switch. That’s what happened here.
And my head is finally straightening out. I see clearly. I feel her. I feel myself. My shit is fusing tighter together by the minute.
I’ve got the faint scents of Cade and Gus in my nose as I know they’re watching the perimeter of the property from a distance, but close enough to intervene if any shit goes wrong.
I’m also feeling slightly better after my calls. Joel, Jase, and Linc are taking turns manning the surveillance cams and my father and Mase’s father are taking turns with four of our men at the town hall while several continually scope the area outside our village on four paws at night, on two legs during the day.
