Total pages in book: 27
Estimated words: 25915 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 130(@200wpm)___ 104(@250wpm)___ 86(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 25915 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 130(@200wpm)___ 104(@250wpm)___ 86(@300wpm)
“I’ll never hurt you again,” I whisper as I feel her breaths coming out faster and harder.
“I know,” she whispers back to me. Her arms slide around my neck as our foreheads press together. I can feel the warmth of each of her breaths and it’s making me harder than ever.
“With the mark yesterday, I—”
“It’s okay,” she interrupts. “I kinda liked it.”
I pull back and stare at her in shock. “Really?”
She nods shyly. “It just startled me more than anything, but to be honest it felt good. I can be a bit of a drama queen sometimes, and come on, Westin, I have to make you work for it a little bit.”
The mischievous smile on her lips is so damn kissable that I can’t resist. I press my lips to hers and kiss her hard and deep. There’s no more need for apologizes. The smiles are gone.
It’s all moans, groping, and pulling as we discover each other physically. I love her shape and thickness. Her soft curves are so feminine. I can’t wait to see every inch of her naked and just the thought of that is pushing me into a frenzy.
She sucks in her stomach as I slide my hands under her shirt.
“You don’t have to do that with me, Kimberly,” I whisper as I run my hand over her round stomach on the way up to her tits. “I love every inch of you just how you are. Be yourself. That’s what I want.”
She looks self-conscious and unsure, but after a few seconds, she begins to trust me and lets go. I groan as I run my hands over my mate’s stomach—the stomach that will be round with my child soon enough.
I can’t get over this girl. I want her body bred with my child. I want to coat her womb in my cum to make sure she’s locked to me forever.
My cock is raging. It’s rock hard and desperate to get out. It wants to fuck this full-figured girl so much that sticky pre-cum keeps oozing out and making a mess in my boxer briefs. My balls are aching they’re so full of cum.
I grab her ponytail and jerk her head back. Her sexy lips open in a gasp as she looks up at me with lust in her eyes.
“I can smell how wet you are,” I whisper over her mouth. Her eyes widen. “I know you want my cock as badly as I want that hot little pussy that’s setting my lungs on fire. You’re not going to stop me this time are you?”
She slowly shakes her head from side to side as I hold her hair with my fist.
“Good,” I growl. “Now, I’m going to take these clothes off and see how wet you are. And you’re going to sit back and enjoy every second of it, knowing that your body was made for this moment. It was made for your mate. For me.”
I dig my finger into the elastic around her ponytail and slide it down, letting her brown hair spill out.
She slides closer and starts grinding against me as I grab her shirt and pull it over her head.
“Oh fuck,” I moan when I see her perky breasts spilling out of her bra. I’m on them at once, cupping her bra as I kiss the top of her tits. She arches her back to give me more of them as I reach behind her and unfasten the clasp.
I can barely breathe as I peel the bra off her and her perfect tits tumble down. Her pink nipples are hard and alert as I stare at them with my cock pulsing.
“You’re so beautiful,” I tell her as I peel my eyes off her tits and look up at her glossy eyes. Her sandy-brown hair is tousled and hanging all over her shoulders, her lips are parted—swollen and red from the kisses I gave her. She’s the most stunning thing I’ve ever seen.
I still can’t believe she’s here in my kitchen. I always knew I’d love my mate, but I never imagined this. I feel like I’m in heaven.
Her perky tits are heaving up and down with every heavy breath and my will breaks. I can’t resist any longer.
I cup them with my hands and take her nipple into my mouth. One at a time, drawing moans and gasps from her as I trace her little pink nubs with my tongue and as I suck on them with my lips.
I drag my tongue along the curves of her breasts and groan when I feel how soft they are against my cheek. She’s so fucking perfect.
My bear is strangely quiet as if he’s afraid to make a sound and fuck things up. I know he wants her claimed as much as I do, but right now, he’s letting me take over. Somehow, I’m not so sure that’s going to last.