His Little Turquoise – Eleadian Mates Read Online Paige Michaels

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, BDSM, Erotic, Fantasy/Sci-fi, Paranormal Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 45188 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 226(@200wpm)___ 181(@250wpm)___ 151(@300wpm)
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A pressure is building inside me, making me restless and desperate. “Papi…”

He pushes himself deep, tips his pelvis a bit, and meets my gaze. “Come for me, Baby girl. Come on my cock. Take me with you.”

I detonate as soon as he grinds the base of his erection against my clit. I scream as the most powerful experience of my life consumes me. I know it’s not logical, but I could swear I feel his shaft pulsing inside me with his own release.

Papi groans as he lets himself go, a deep guttural sound that sends chills up my arms. I’m doing this to him. I’m making him feel good with my body. It’s a heady experience.

When his eyes finally come to me, he leans in close and smiles. “Mine.”

Chapter Thirteen

Surgient

There are no words to describe what it feels like to fully claim my mate, making her mine in every way. It’s so powerful that my arms are shaking. I hate that I had to hurt her, but I’m also aware that she fully enjoyed herself after the initial pressure and shock wore off.

I’m grinning at her, feeling so full of love. I want to say those words out loud, but suddenly her eyes glaze over, and her head tips back. Her entire body convulses under me. “Papi… Oh God. Papi!”

For a second, I think she’s hurting, and I panic, but then I remember that my semen is driving her to a new height neither of us could possibly have grasped.

She’s panting and squirming under me, my cock still lodged inside her. “Papi…”

I debate if I should pull out and hurry to clean her up or give her another orgasm first. I opt for plan B. As soon as I inch out of her the slightest bit, she starts moaning. Her hands come to my hips, and her blunt nails dig into my skin.

She’s so frantic with need, and I know no matter how many times I make her come, only cleaning my essence off her will make the driving need subside, but I’ll give us both one more orgasm.

She whimpers, her eyes wide and delirious when I pull out of her.

“Shh, Baby girl. Papi is going to take care of you.” I grab her hips and flip her over so I can take her this second time from behind. I’ve heard Little girls really like the angle and often have more powerful orgasms in this position. I’m going to send Mia into her stasis with a smile on her face that hopefully will still be there when she awakes in six months.

“Hands and knees, Little one.”

When she grasps my intention, she scrambles to obey me, pushing her fantastic smooth bottom toward me.

I grab her hips, line my throbbing cock up with her drenched pussy, and thrust back into her.

She lifts her head and screams. The room echoes with our lovemaking. I don’t even try to control my own sounds of pleasure. We’re both in this, and I love her so much my chest is tight while I stare down at her absolutely stunning form beneath me.

Her submission is divine. The way her breasts sway with every thrust of my cock makes me harder. When I slide my fingers around to rub her clit just before I come again, her orgasm consumes her at the same time.

She makes the most delightful sounds as she bucks and writhes, trying to get me deeper.

When I pull out, she shakes her head and looks over her shoulder. “No, Papi. Please. Oh God.”

Without any concern for myself, I scoop her off the bed and into my arms. I need to wash my essence off her as fast as possible before she claws at me.

She writhes so hard cradled in my arms that I have to wrap both hands around her to make sure she doesn’t slip out of my grip.

After hurrying to the sink, I turn on the water.

She’s crazed. “Surgient,” she shouts my real name, urgency in her voice. “I need you to do it again. Please, Papi. Fuck me again.”

The crude word coming from her sweet lips makes me smile inside. I know it’s not something she would ordinarily say. But this is not an ordinary circumstance.

“Can’t, Little one. I don’t want to make you too sore. Let’s get it washed off.” I lower her into the rising water and keep one hand around her while I pour soap onto a cloth and dip it down to carefully cleanse between her legs.

Her head rolls back and forth as she moans. Her fingers grip the sides of the basin so hard her knuckles are white.

I don’t want to rub her too hard. Her pussy is going to be sore inside and out. Luckily she will go into stasis soon, and it will heal while she sleeps. As her breathing slows, I add more soap and wash her folds again. I even ease a finger into her to draw out my semen. The soap we bring from Eleadia is mild and won’t hurt her skin, not even if I get it inside her.


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