The room was dim, lit only by the soft morning light filtering through the curtains and casting a golden glow over the rumpled bed we'd shared last night.
I gently lowered her onto the mattress, and she blinked up at me with those trusting eyes, her lips parted in invitation. I’d never felt prouder of anything than earning that look from her.
“I’m so fucking lucky fate paired me with you, Elodie.”
“I’m feeling pretty darn lucky myself.” She winked at me. “But I’m hoping to get a whole lot luckier soon.”
“Your wish is my command, sweetheart.”
I shrugged off my jacket, letting it drop to the floor before I tugged my shirt over my head, exposing my chest to her gaze. Her hands reached for me immediately, tracing the lines of my muscles and sending jolts of electricity straight to my dick.
I leaned down, capturing her mouth in a searing kiss, my tongue delving deep to taste her sweetness. I worked her sweatshirt up and over her head, revealing the smooth, creamy skin beneath. She didn’t have a bra on, and her perfect breasts heaved with each breath.
My mouth watered at the sight, and I trailed kisses down her neck, nipping at the sensitive spot where her pulse thrummed wildly.
“I love you so damn much, sweetheart,” I growled against her collarbone, my hands sliding down to hook into the waistband of her sweatpants.
I tugged them off slowly, savoring the reveal of the thin panties clinging to her damp heat. She wasn't wearing socks or shoes, her bare feet curling against the sheets as I discarded the pants.
My boots hit the floor with a thud as I kicked them off, followed by my jeans and boxers, freeing my aching cock to the cool air.
Naked now, skin to skin, I covered her body with mine, the contrast of her softness against my hardness nearly undoing me. “We could do this ten thousand times over one hundred years, and I’d still want you with the same intensity.”
Elodie blinked up at me, her eyes hazy with passion. “A century?”
I grinned down at her. “Did I forget to mention that you’ll live a longer life, mated to me?”
“You did.” She stroked her hands up my chest. “But I understand why you had other things on your mind…like giving me so many mind-blowing orgasms.”
“Those are quite important,” I teased, bending low to capture one of her pebbled nipples in my mouth, sucking deeply and swirling my tongue around the tight bud.
She arched beneath me with a gasp, her fingers digging into my shoulders, and her nails scraping my skin in a way that sent shivers down my spine.
“You like that?” I asked as I moved to the other breast, lavishing it with the same attention.
“Uh-huh.”
Her moans filled the room, each one stoking the fire in my belly. The scent of her arousal thickened the air, sweet and musky, calling to my cougar like a siren's song.
“Gonna taste you now, sweetheart.” I kissed a path down her stomach, my hands spreading her thighs wide. Then I settled between them, my shoulders pushing her legs apart. “I want to make this pretty pussy soak my tongue before I sink my cock inside you again.”
She whimpered, her hips lifting in invitation. I parted her folds with my thumbs, groaning at the sight of her glistening wetness. My tongue flicked out, circling her clit slowly, teasing the sensitive nub until her body trembled. Her flavor exploded on my taste buds, and I lapped at her with long, deliberate strokes.
Elodie writhed, her hands fisting the sheets before finding my hair and pulling me closer. I stiffened my tongue and thrust it inside her tight channel, fucking her with it in rhythmic plunges that had her gasping my name. “Garner, yes. Oh yesss!”
“That's it, sweetheart,” I rumbled against her, the vibration making her buck.
I added a finger, then another, twisting my wrist and curling them to hit that perfect spot inside while my mouth sucked her clit hard. Her walls fluttered around me, her breaths coming in sharp pants as I built her higher, savoring every twitch.
When she shattered, her cry echoed through the cabin, her pussy clenching around my fingers as she flooded my mouth with her release. I licked her through her orgasm, gentling my touches as the waves subsided, then worked her back up slowly, determined to give her another before I took my own pleasure.
Her second orgasm hit harder, her thighs clamping around my head as she screamed. Only then did I go to my knees, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand while my cock throbbed with need.
I knelt between her legs, gripping the base to steady myself and lining up at her entrance. Staring into her stormy blue orbs, hazy with satisfaction, I thrust deep in one stroke.
“Your pussy feels like velvet around me,” I groaned, circling my hips. “So tight and perfect. Made to take every inch of me.”
I pulled back slowly, then slid in deep, building a rhythm that had her moaning with each thrust. When she met me without hesitation, I sped up, pounding harder, the bed creaking under the force. Her legs wrapped around my waist, pulling me deeper, her heels digging into my ass.
