He lay on something thin, almost a blanket, but unlike any that I’d seen other humans bring. It was much noisier.
I shouldn’t have been so close, but I couldn’t help it. He kept making this sound, a loud rumbling sound coming from his nose. I liked it. He was very close now. He looked harder—harsher than any of the males that had been stuck here. They’d been less wide too. I crept even closer, giving in to the urge.
Inhaling, I stilled, my claws slicing into the dirt.He smells so good.
The fur on my back lifted, and another shiver wracked my frame. Not only did he smell good, he smelled right—perfect—mine.
I’d found my mate, and he wasa human.
He exhaled, his head turning to the side to expose his thick, straining neck. Power lined his body despite him being human. Heat pulsed through my frame, and I flicked my tail as a purr vibrated in my chest.
Loping closer, my wide strides devoured the ground until I hovered over my mate. An indent formed between his eyes. Slick would begin to gather, enhancing the ache to mate.
My mate. I will claim.
Humans mated differently to my kind. In such various ways as I’d learned from watching them.
I pushed back my panther form. Small pinpricks of pain flitted over my too-sensitive skin until I was fully human. I bared my teeth. This form had no protective barrier . . . but I would be okay because my mate was human.
I didn’t hesitate, running my fingers over his chiseled jawline. Smooth, with the barest abrasiveness.
He exhaled, parting stern lips.
“Not now, Ann . . .”
I stiffened, a growl escaping my lips.What was an Ann?Aggression swelled in my stomach, and I stopped from shifting. If I did, I would slice my claws through his throat.
Was it another female? No, he must be claimed—Now. No other female was for him.
Sliding my hand under his shirt, I scraped my human claws against his hard belly. It did not feel soft as other human males I’d fucked, but my claws could still sever the thin skin easily.
He groaned, head rolling from side to side, causing the material under him to be noisy. Everything about him screamed strength, but I could still overpower him with the spirit of my Beast. I continued gliding my claws over his flesh. Little bumps rose on the surface. I’d never seen these on a human. No, more like I never cared to focus when I took my pleasure. Veins bulged near his belly and disappeared under clothing. I yanked at it to unveil his swelling member.
My mouth parted with a harsh exhale. So long, and thick, and it was still growing. This human could be mistaken for one of my kind with this sizing.
My mate had a bulbous tip where liquid gathered. I reached for the length and wrapped my palm around the veiny member. I watched with fascination as more liquid accumulated.
The urge to lean forward and lick it was too strong to resist. Swiping my tongue along the moisture, I collected it. Salty and mine. I purred and licked again.
Mate’s chest shuddered.
He liked this.
Good, because I did too, but I would take the time to lick him later. I had to claim him first. Swinging my leg over his waist, I poised his hard cock at my entrance, and slid down, my slick dripping down his shaft. I whined, settling all the way to the base of his length. I exhaled, tingles spreading and invading. He filled me perfectly. He was thick and girthy, stretching me for him.
I clenched my channel around the stiffness. Mate grunted, his head rolling and lips parting. He gripped my legs, closer to my bare ass, and forced me up his wet cock to slam me back down.
I gasped, my eyes widening.
Oh . . .
There was no stopping the frantic movement of my hips now. Writhing over him, I couldn’t stop watching how each move made his face twitch. I flexed my channel, and he made a deep guttural sound.
His eyes slitted open, glazed and unfocused, with parted lips. Still, he continued digging his fingers into my skin, driving his hips up. Fire burned in my stomach, and I chased it, grinding down frantically. I placed my hands on his chest, writhing without control.
Mate made another slick-inducing sound, so vibrating and harsh it shoved me over the edge of the pinnacle. A gasp left my lips before it turned into a deep moan.
I stopped the frantic roll of my hips, unable to move as my body floated on ecstasy. Mate didn’t stop; he continued bouncing me, his teeth bared. Pleasure unlike any other wracked my frame, making me jolt over him. As soon as my sex clasped around him with the last wringing of my release, he grunted and warm seed jutted out from him.
