“So fucking hot,” I groan as I fuck him through his release, watching cum erupt out of him like a geyser.
“You…Cade…I’m…Jesus, I can’t stop.” More and more of his spunk spurts out and I smile through my pleasure. Even after all these years, I can still make someone shoot off like a rocket.
But now that he’s come, I can’t hold back. Ecstasy almost bulldozes me as it rushes from my balls out of my dick. I groan my release, coming in hard waves.
It’s been so long since my last release. Pulses of my cum seep out of Mav’s hole while I continue to fill him to the brim. My hands hold tight to his thighs, probably leaving bruises behind.
But fuck, Mav’s hole is the best I’ve ever had. It probably has a lot to do with him being my mate, but I think he’d feel just as good outside of that.
When my release has subsided, I nearly collapse onto his chest, feeling boneless. His orgasm slicks against my chest as I wrap my arms around him and pull him close.
“You okay?” I ask as I kiss all over his face. “Did I hurt you?”
He giggles, the sound so sweet it makes my dick twitch. “I’m okay. You didn’t hurt me.”
“Good. Where can I find something to clean you up?” I don’t want to move just yet, but I know the feeling of cum on his skin can’t be too comfortable.
“Later. Let’s lie here for a while, just like this.”
“Okay,” I whisper and kiss his forehead, tasting the saltiness of his sweat.
“Cade?”
“Hmm?” I hum, arranging myself so my half-hard cock doesn’t slip out of him.
“What the fuck is a fated mate?”
eight
MAVERICK
Keeping his arms around me,Cade rolls us to our sides and adjusts us so we’re comfortable. His semi-hard cock is still inside me, but I don’t want him to pull out just yet. I’m still in shock that I took all of him.
He’s longer and thicker than Walt, but I had no problem with Cade burying himself to the hilt and fucking me hard. Maybe Walt wasn’t patient enough? Or maybe I wasn’t relaxed enough? Whatever the reason, I’m not going to complain.
Cade brushes my hair from my forehead and smiles when he meets my eyes. Through the faint sliver of moonlight, his eyes take on a haunting quality, almost too bright to be real.
“Are you human?” I blurt out.
He looks thoughtful, his hand mindlessly scratching my scalp. I close my eyes and soak up the feeling. Walt never wanted to cuddle when we finished having sex. He would begrudgingly do it because I asked, but he was stiff and barely touched me. After less than a minute, I’d put him out of his misery and turn over.
God, how did I stay with that man for so long? Love really makes people do crazy shit.
“I am, and I’m not,” Cade says, bringing me back to our conversation. “I have certain magic, you could say, but I can’t cast spells like Blossom.”
“So she’s, like, a legit witch? Not Wiccan?”
“What’s…whik-ken?” he asks, a cute scrunch in his eyebrows.
“Well, it’s a religion, they’re mostly nature-focused, and worship goddesses. Most people think they’re all witches.”
He shakes his head. “No, she’s a real witch. Her family are also witches. Genetic, see?”
I nod, not really understanding, but wanting to. If we’re going to be together, I want to know everything there is to know about him and his life.
What a turn of events. Coming on my recliner, finding a naked man in my living room, slapping him for kissing me, watching him turnbackinto my fucking recliner, then letting him take me to bed? Didn’t think that would be how my day ended.
“I’m sorry for slapping you,” I murmur. “I shouldn’t have done that.”
