“Like this for our first time.” I took hold of his length in both hands. “Let me.”
My hands trembled as I guided his cock to my hole and probed it. Gods, hewasbig, as Iwassmall. With my chest heaving, I pulled the tip inside me. I panted and closed my eyes while adjusting to the size of his length.
“Are you okay?”
My eyes snapped open. “More than.” I smiled to reassure him. “Over to you.”
He fell forward so his face was an inch from mine. “So I get to take over?” He squeezed my thigh.
“Mmmm.” That was all I could manage, because while I wanted him to fuck me hard, I was overcome with the love I had for this man.
He slipped inside me but slowly, not ramming his cock into me as I’d imagined, and when he was buried deep, he kissed my nose. Every nerve ending lit up and forced multiple sensations to wash over me, and my synapses were on fire.
“Now fuck me.”
He pulled out, and I regretted telling him to because I liked him being buried in me. I was suffering withdrawal symptoms, but he slammed back inside me and my body lifted off the bed. I flung my legs around him, wanting him closer and deeper because I needed to scent the fire on his breath that ignited something in me.
“You’re small and tighter than I imagined, and I love being inside of you.”
I squeezed around him, and he paused and rested his chin on my chest.
“You like that?” I loved having this much power over him.
He tugged my nipple with his teeth, and I cried out. I wrapped my legs around him, wanting him to go deeper and to be more connected to him. Dray stared at me and then slammed into me. Gods, it felt so good.
He slowed his pace, too slow for me, and it was agonizing. He slid in, and when he was snugly in my depths, he withdrew just as slowly. But a smile played on his lips, and he rammed his cock back inside me.
I slapped his ass, and the sharp sound echoed around the room. He cocked a brow. “I wouldn’t mind a bit of spanking.”
Damn. I didn’t have that on my bingo card.
I reached down as he pulled out and stroked his shaft that was coated in my slick. He was so thick I wanted to possess that cock and every part of him, from his lips to his nipples to his fingertips.
I tweaked his nipple, wanting him to groan or grimace. I needed to see the passion in his eyes and to witness them smoldering because we’d spent too long dancing around one another and now was about fucking.
And jerking off. I took hold of his hand and wrapped his long fingers around my length. He smirked as I told him I wanted double the fun. He tugged my cock, and I grunted as he thrustinto me at the same time. The bed rattled, and I pressed my legs against him, urging him to go faster and deeper.
We groaned and whimpered as his cock went in and out, and with each thrust I thought this was it. Our lovemaking couldn’t get any better. But I was wrong. I placed my hand over his as he pumped me because I wanted us to be doing everything together, for always.
My eyes closed, and my world was panting, skin on skin, and sensory overload as we both pumped my length. Slippery slapping sounds formed the background to our lovemaking as we grunted and cried out.
I knew when it happened, when I couldn’t hold back, and I allowed my body to take over, and the mind, with its questions and constant needling, stayed back. I was on a ride of pure pleasure, and when my orgasm carried me over the edge, I had Dray’s name on my lips. Cum spurted over both of us, as if it too was celebrating.
My mind was jelly, and I floated on fuzzy pink clouds while Dray filled me once and twice and three times before he stiffened, flung his head back, and came.
I gasped as his knot swelled and filled me, and we whispered more I-love-yous.
“It’s time.” I was taking the lead now.
We had our mating tattoos, but I needed his mark that bonded us. He chose his talons rather than his fangs and scratched a mark on my neck, claiming me and linking us together.
Dray held me tight, and I never wanted him to let me go.
TWELVE
DRAY
I woke up in Pax’s arms, and for the first time in eight years, the nagging ache inside me had vanished. I used to think it was frustration at not being able to live my life how I wanted. But I realized now it had been longing for my mate.
