Kent’s cock was about to punch through the denim restraining it. He knew he should undress, should free it, and stroke it as he continued to enjoy his mate’s taste and screams. But he didn’t want to take his hands off her curvy body. Hands beneath her ass, holding her up to his mouth as she dug her heels into his back. The way her strong thighs clamped around him, keeping him there. Not that he had any intentions of going anywhere.
He loved the sound of his name rolling off her tongue, muffled though it may be.
Her pussy gripped his fingers like they never wanted to let him go and he wanted to have his cock buried deep inside her. A flick of his tongue over her clit and he slipped his hands from her ass, he swiftly undid his pants and shed them, his cock springing free.
Licking his lips to get all he could of her taste, he moved up her body, kissing her belly, each firm breast, and chin before he made it back to her mouth.
She opened beneath him, resting her feet on the mattress.
He placed a hand by her head and rose up over her. Cock in hand, he swiped it up her slick opening, her juices coating him.
She watched him, flecks of amber in her pale green eyes that sparkled with her desire. Her chest rose and fell with her expedited breathing and he
Yes, he felt smug for being the cause. Arrogant as well.
Positioning himself at her entrance, he waited for her to shift against him. Her eyes fluttered closed but he tsked. “Watch me, Cee Cee. Watch me fill you with my cock. Watch me as I claim my pussy.” He lowered closer to her mouth as he pushed deep inside her with a single, smooth stroke.
“Fuck,” she moaned.
One he echoed, wholeheartedly. “Jesus Christ, you’re so fucking tight around my cock.”
Her teeth peeked out as she captured her lower lip and tried unsuccessfully to contain her moan. “Kent.” She reached for his right shoulder and the mark of his beast.
When she curved her fingernails into him, his cat could feel it even more directly and its pleasure amplified his own.
Back and forth, he set a slow, constant pace. While he longed to pound into her, he couldn’t for he wouldn’t last and that wasn’t how this was going to go. She would come again first.
Unfortunately, his cat had other ideas and shredded his control. With a low growl, he pulled out of her, flipped her on her hands and knees, lifted her back to him, and slammed home before she could get a word out.
Cee Cee pushed back into him, taking all he had, and wriggling her ass as if asking for more.
Curving a hand around her, he found her clit and pinched it. Her low keening cry was music to his ears. Fangs descending, he thrust into her with unrelenting strokes. She never once asked for quarter but met him with passionate cries and undulations of her own.
The ripples of her pussy as it milked his cock while she came pushed him over the edge. He sank his teeth into her, the same place he’d bitten her as a cat while a low roar escaped his throat as he filled her with his cum. When he had released it all, he let go of her, swiped his tongue along the wound, and ran his tongue down her spine until he placed a kiss at the base.
She sank to the mattress beneath him, body trembling.
“Are you okay?”
“Don’t ask me to move.”
He smiled. “Wouldn’t dream of it. I still have plans for this body.”
Night had fallen and they lay curled together in his large bed. He was behind her, arms around her, holding her as tight as he could without making it uncomfortable for her. She’d wanted to put her hair up but he didn’t want her to, he loved the feel of it brushing along his skin. It was an extension of her.
A cool breeze blew in from the outside, over his heated skin. On it came the rumble of an engine. He didn’t get many people out here so immediately, he was on alert.
“I h-hope that’s not your wife or g-girlfriend driving that old truck.”
How had she known it was an old truck? He knew because he knew the driver and that man’s vehicle.
Despite the forced humor in her question, he could pick up on the fear. “Did you already forget what I told you earlier?”
“About what?”
“Making you mine.”
She shivered and he placed another kiss over the healing wound on her shoulder. He had to tell her he was a shifter and now she would be as well.
“Words during sex don’t necessarily m-mean anything.”
“They did in this case. Make no mistake, Cee Cee. You and I belong to each other now. There will be no others for either of us.” He kissed her once more then lifted her from the bed and carried her to the shower. They’d dried off and were dressed as the headlights swung over the front of the house.
She looked nervous and he didn’t like it. He knew she was safe here and the one coming wouldn’t harm her, nor even attempt, but she didn’t know that. He wrapped her in his embrace. “You’re safe. This is a friend.”
Her fingers fidgeted with the hem of her shirt as she began tucking it in her pants.
As he went to the door, he realized the camera was her armor, her confidence.
Outside light on for his guest, he swung the door open and waited.
The man wore a harried look on his face. The general stepped in, stared over his shoulder as his mouth opened, shock all over his expression.
“Crystal?”
“Uncle Reggie? What are you doing here?”
Kent flicked his gaze between the two of them, realization slamming into him as to who he’d claimed as a mate and he swallowed the large lump in his throat. This wasn’t good. They were both wet from the shared shower and General Varitus wasn’t a fool, he would figure it out soon enough.
Sure enough, that sharp assessing gaze swung to him and narrowed, taking in the damp hair and shirtless body. “What the hell are you doing sleeping with my niece?” he thundered, stepping toward him, fists clenched.
While Kent respected the man, he wasn’t anyone’s bitch. As an alpha, he responded by moving closer. “Mind your tone,” he warned.
“This is why you couldn’t come help me? Because you were shacking up with her? She’s the one who was injured? You said a cheetah bite. Tell me you didn’t put it there.”