Angelle opened her eyes and stared right into Boon’s as he rode her into another orgasm, her screams, her body trembling making it hard for him to keep from coming. But he didn’t, he held back until she’d finished, then he rolled them, holding her body close to his so that when he was on his back, she was straddling him. He gripped her hips, pushing away as he stroked up into her, and pulling her back as he let his hips relax once more.
“Oh, God,” Angelle whimpered, as she let her head roll back, displaying the column of her throat as her small breasts were thrust forward.
Boon slapped a hand against the upper part of her ass, near her hip as he spoke to her. “Don’t stop moving like that. Fuck me, Angelle. Fuck your male. Claim your mate,” he ordered.
“Yes,” she said, her head still back, her face pointed toward the ceiling, as she fought the burning in her muscles as she struggled to keep the rhythm and motion going that he’d taught her only moments before.
Boon raised his upper body up on one hand and took her breast in his mouth, suckling hard.
Angelle’s body twitched and she made a sound he couldn’t quite name, but she didn’t pull away from him. In fact, shedoubled down, her hips flexing in harder strokes as she rode him.
“Hurt?” he asked, his voice harsh, but genuinely concerned.
“Just enough,” she whispered.
Boon stopped sucking on her breast for just a second, shocked at her reply.
“No! Don’t stop!” she begged, slamming her hips forward as she clenched around his cock again.
Boon nuzzled her breast with his nose as he spoke to her. “Squeeze my balls.”
“Mmhmm”
“You understand me?”
“Yes,” she said, shimmying her breast left and right just enough for him to realize she was asking without words for him to suck her breast again. He opened his mouth as her hardened nipple brushed across his lips again and sucked it inside. He sucked it a couple of times — hard — then turned his head just enough to get his molars above and below her nipple before pinching it lightly between his teeth.
Angelle whimpered, but instead of pulling away from him, she pushed her breast toward him even more so.
Boon sucked her breast hard again, trying to give her the same amount of pleasure pain he’d been giving when she’d said it was just enough. He knew he’d reached the right point when he felt her channel begin to quiver around his cock. “Give it to me,” he ordered around her nipple before sucking again. He felt a release of fluids from her as she sped up her strokes. “Yes, yes, yes,” she began to chant.
Boon lifted his hips up off the surface of the mattress an inch or two, pushing so deeply inside her pussy as she rode him, dragging her clit against his pubic bone while at the same time he could feel the head of his cock pressing against her cervix — and that was apparently exactly what she needed. She begankeening, a constant high-pitched sound that let him know she was about to shatter. But she still had the presence of mind to reach behind herself and wrap her small hand around his balls where they were drawn up tightly against her ass. Her strokes got smaller and tighter, and her hand was working his balls, squeezing and rolling them between her fingers as he suckled her breast.
Boon was now holding himself up with one hand, and slipped the other between them, his fingertip finding her clit, pinching hard repeatedly as he bit down on her breast.
Angelle screamed, her pussy seizing so hard around him that Boon struggled to shoot his seed into her.
Boon slammed his hips up, his cock sliding into her over and over again, as his teeth released her breast, his tongue soothing the punctures with soft, soothing pulls on the throbbing swell of flesh and nipple.
Angelle’s body had stopped functioning as she rode out the ecstasy he’d given her.
Boon pulled her close with one arm as he rolled them again, coming down on top of her as he thrust into her over and over again, finishing his own orgasm as he filled her to overflowing. When his body finally handed control back over to the sane part of his mind, she was whimpering beneath him, her hands grasping at his arms again. His chest was heaving and his breath choppy as he kissed her face, her lips and eye lids before he pressed his lips to her breast. “Tell me you’re alright,” he begged breathlessly.
Angelle struggled to catch her breath as she turned her head toward his voice. “Alright,” she managed.
“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have been so forceful with you your first time. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to get so carried away.”
Angelle finally opened her eyes and looked up at her Boon, her male, her mate. “So, it’s not always like that?”
“Did you like it?” he asked.
“I had no idea it could be like that. It was so much more than all those stupid romance books. This… this was real, intense, animalistic! Raw. And I really hope that it will be like that every time, because I have a hard time believing anything less would carry the emotion and bonding that our first time did.”
Boon smiled down at his quiet, shy, beautiful, beloved mate and realized he’d found a mate more perfect than he could have ever hoped. “As long as you’re okay with me releasing the beast, I’ll release him.”
“I never want him any other way than released.”
“Now you’re mine,” he murmured as he licked the mark on her breast.
