“So tight and wet, Jennifer.”
“Only for you.” She dug her nails into his back and desire tore through the center of him, the intensity of it leaving him breathless.
He glanced up, pressing his elbows by her face and watched her as he began to pump in and out of her luscious body. She looked so perfect, and he wished he could stop time and enjoy her for as long as they needed together.
The frenzy rushed up the center of his stomach and caused him to cry out. He worked faster, undulating his hips rapidly as he took her with him toward ecstasy. This time was different. He thought he'd experienced pleasure before, but this time was insanely intense. Every other instance of joy seemed a paltry shadow beside the bright sun of this coupling, of their mating.
"You feel incredible. Like heaven against me, Jennifer,” he moaned against her lips.
She cried out and leaned up, kissing him hard and stealing his breath.
He wanted to make love to her, but the frenzy wouldn’t allow anything but a hard fuck between them. He drove into her, over and over again, each thrust taking him higher, pushing him closer and closer to the pinnacle of pleasure.
There was no turning back. He could feel that this was different, that for the first time in his life, he was going to release his essence. In only a few more strokes, his seed would enter his mate. Nothing had ever felt more right.
Her hips bucked up to meet his thrusts and he could tell she was close to her own climax. Ontarii bit his lip, trying to hold out, trying to make sure she came hard.
"I can't stop myself," he moaned, driving into her as deeply as he could. "Come with me. Now."
Jennifer obeyed his command.
As his orgasm ripped over him, making his entire body shake, he felt her inner walls clench around his cock. It took him to a level of elation that bordered on agony. He felt his seed spurt from him and into his chosen mate, and knew that he'd reached the culmination of his life in that moment.
Afterwards, they lay together, her head resting on his shoulder. He felt her sigh of contentment against his neck and smiled.
This is what perfection feels like.
