Series: Unforgiven Country Series by Jenika Snow
Total pages in book: 13
Estimated words: 11952 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 60(@200wpm)___ 48(@250wpm)___ 40(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 11952 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 60(@200wpm)___ 48(@250wpm)___ 40(@300wpm)
Nothing has ever felt better.
I don’t move once I’m buried in her. I feel her body give way around my hard cock and I know that I’m stretching her to the point of pain. I’m dying to move, to thrust in and out of her and empty myself deep inside of her body, but I don’t. I need to give her time. As it is, I can feel her pussy fluttering around me as her juices envelop me. My eyes close as I drink the moment in and try to memorize every second of it.
“Are you okay, Jasinda?” I ask, my voice definitely more animal than man.
“Colt,” she whimpers and hearing her moan my name makes my body vibrate with hunger.
“I’m right here. I’ll give you what you want,” I vow, as I begin moving inside of her.
I move slowly at first, feeling my cock slide in and out of her tight depths, thrusting deeper and deeper with each stroke. Soon our bodies have begun a rhythm that is as old as time, but with Jasinda—with my mate—everything is new. Fuck, even the air around us smells better, cleaner, fresher.
I feel alive in ways I never have before.
I can feel my orgasm approaching. Being inside her tight pussy is too fucking good to hold it off. I reach around her warm body, loving the feel of her pressed tightly against me. My hands palm her tits. They’re large and overfill my hand. I squeeze them, my eyes closing at the dual sensation of gripping her while my cock is owning her pussy. She’s mine, all of her, and from this moment on I’ll never be without her. I’ll kill anyone who tries to part us.
I tease one of her nipples, pulling on it as my other hand drifts down her stomach in search of her pussy. My fingers slip between the lips of her cunt, framing my cock where it’s lodged deep inside of her. Her juices instantly cover my digits.
“You’re so fucking wet,” I growl as I seek her swollen clit.
“Colt, I need…” She whimpers the last word, breaking off into a moan as I massage her throbbing clit and trap it between my fingers.
I’m dying to taste her. To suck her clit into my mouth, to eat out her pussy while I make her shatter and come so hard that it will take her days to recover. And I’ll do that, soon, but right now I need her getting off all over my cock as I unload my cum and shoot it so deep in her it paints her womb.
Will I give her my child tonight?
That thought makes my dick go impossibly harder and causes me to thrust so deeply that Jasinda’s body trembles under me.
“I know what my mate desires,” I growl, my wolf bleeding through my voice. “I’ll give you exactly what you need.”
My hand tightens on her breast. I’ll probably leave a bruise, but I like that.
“I’m going to come, Colt,” she cries and I can feel the way her pussy is fluttering against my shaft, tightening and vibrating. I can feel her climax thundering through her.
“That’s it, my little mate. Come for me. Climax for your male,” I command, still working her clit and ramming in and out of her, my animal demanding her submission and my release.
I nuzzle Jasinda’s neck, the scent of her sex so strong now that it’s like a drug and I’m intoxicated by it. Her climax tears through her body, causing her inner walls to clamp down on my cock, demanding my cum. My canines extend and I let them dance over her tender skin. My vision alters, becoming monotone and sharper, so much clearer that I can see her pulse throb under the skin at her neck. I can smell her blood, her essence, and I can hear her heart beating furiously.
“Do it,” Jasinda orders, her voice shaking with her orgasm, her wolf right at the surface. She tilts her head, giving me the space I need and inviting me to complete our bond.
A feeling of rightness pours over me. This is it. This is my woman, my purpose in life…my everything.
I bite into her shoulder, allowing my wolf to claim her, marking her as ours. The moment I do, my cock jerks, shooting jet after jet of cum deep inside of her body, and our hearts stutter in time, and then the beats slow so they match each other. We are one.
Two halves forming the perfect whole.
Mated.
7
JASINDA
I’m exhausted but I can’t sleep, not with Colt wrapped around me, the very knowledge that I am now mated running through my head like a broken record.
My father and the rest of the pack will come for me. I know that, and as much as that scares me, Colt needs to know the truth. He needs to know what he’s getting himself into.