Total pages in book: 75
Estimated words: 69734 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 349(@200wpm)___ 279(@250wpm)___ 232(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 69734 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 349(@200wpm)___ 279(@250wpm)___ 232(@300wpm)
The sight of how wet my shaft was because of how primed Ada had been for me turned me on like a motherfucker.
I went down on my haunches again, keeping her ass spread as I stared at that tight hole. I’d fucked her here before, many times over the past month since we’d gotten back.
But every single time I was with her it was like the first. She drove me crazy, had me jealous at the thought of another male even thinking about her.
And those thoughts alone had me fucking her hard and rough, the aggression and territorial nature of me coming out during sex.
She’d be covered in bruises, bite marks, and scratches. But my girl loved it all. She begged for more, even scratched me right back.
And I was so damn head over heels for her that even if we weren’t mated, I knew she’d be mine. I wouldn’t have stopped until I made that a reality.
I closed my eyes and inhaled deeply. She smelled like the lemon and vanilla soap she used to clean her skin. There was an undercurrent of her salty yet sweet perspiration and the musky, intoxicating aroma of her arousal slipping from her pussy.
When I opened my eyes, my mouth watered at the sight of her asshole. I leaned back and spit right on that tiny hole, getting her nice and wet, making sure she was good and lubed for when I slammed home.
I reached out and smoothed my finger over the puckered hole, gently pushing the digit and the saliva inside. She’d need to be drenched in order to take my huge cock.
I spit on her again, and she lifted her ass, moaning. I could see her pussy juices coating her inner thighs, my needy girl. Not able to help myself, I licked her clean. She was the most addicting flavor I’d ever had.
Fuck, I’d never get enough.
I dragged my tongue through her cleft, pushing it into her pussy, and then continuing upward until I was circling her asshole. I licked and probed, continuously spitting on her to get her so fucking wet.
Only when my saliva was dripping down her ass cheeks did I stand, reach for my cock again, and point the tip at the entrance.
“Brace yourself, sweetheart. This is gonna hurt.”
I positioned my cockhead at her asshole but didn’t push inside. I started spanking the tight ring of muscle with the tip, the sound of wet skin meeting wet skin pulling a groan from me.
I pushed the head through the tight ring of muscle, feeling her resistance. “Bear down, Ada,” I said through clenched teeth. “You know how we do this.” I smacked her ass hard enough she cried out, the cheek jiggling.
She bore down, opening herself up, and I pushed in another inch, sweat trailing down my temple, my dress shirt soaked from perspiration. I squeezed my hands around the fleshy mounds, taking huge chunks of her ass in my hands as I pushed in inch after inch at the same time I pulled her back onto me.
Her hole opened up, pink and glossy, stretched tight around my girth. I couldn’t stop looking, couldn’t help myself from moving my hands closer and framing where I was buried.
“Good girl. Look at you,” I breathed out. “Taking this fat cock like you were born for it.” I couldn’t breathe as the pleasure rose. I moved my fingers closer, touching the ring of her asshole and my cock as I started fucking her.
I made sure I was slow and easy at first. But that was the only reprieve she’d get from me. Once I had her nice and stretched, the real fucking would happen.
This was as close to making love as I’d ever do.
Sliding my hand up the center of her back, I turned my fingers into her hair and grabbed a chunk at her scalp, jerking her head back. Her mouth parted and she cried out.
And then I fucked my mate’s ass.
With a hand in her hair and another gripping her waist, I pulled her back as I thrust up into her. Harder, faster, becoming brutal as all I could focus on was reaching the end, of coming and finding that ecstasy that only Ada would ever give me.
Everything else faded away and I focused on where I was buried, on how my cock disappeared between these pale, freckled cheeks, how every time I pulled out, the length was slick and glossy and… fuck, I was coming.
“Ada,” I groaned and let my head fall back, closing my eyes, trying so fucking hard to hold off. Make this last. A little more. A little longer.
When I opened my eyes, it was to see Ada’s head turned to the side and her gaze locked on me.
“Sebastian—”
“I know what you need. Yeah, I fucking know because I want it too.” I bent over her body, covering her back with my chest, pushed her hair fully away from her neck, and stared at that throbbing artery. I struck, sinking in deep, and drew out the sweet, thick coppery ambrosia running through her veins.