Chapter Eight
Jayce’s eyes rolled back. He needed to stop his sweet mate from continuing down this path. There would be plenty of time later for her to suck him. Right now, he needed to be inside her pussy, buried to the hilt, consummating their bond.
Her gorgeous dark hair fanned around her, falling over her shoulders and swaying against his thighs. It was time. He couldn’t wait another minute. Maybe some of her urgency had transferred to him. Or maybe he was simply that horny.
Grabbing her shoulders, he pulled her up to her knees, putting them almost eye-to-eye—only because his mattress was so high off the floor. He was going to need a barrier on the other side of his bed to keep her from falling off in the night and getting injured.
She stared into his eyes and gave him a coy smile. “My mother left out a considerable number of details.”
He chuckled. “Part of that was by design, Little one. But your mother doesn’t have the kind of bond with her mate you and I have.” He picked up her right hand and kissed her fingertips. “I’m going to line our marks up. Then I’m going to climb over you and thrust into your virgin pussy. It will hurt. You’ll adjust. Then we’ll move together, taking our pleasure until we’re spent.”
Her eyes were wide. She was scared. How could she not be? “Okay, Daddy.”
“Once won’t be enough. We’ll experience a frenzy after I’ve been inside you. We’ll come together several more times before you reach your first shift. Are you ready for that, Baby girl?”
She moved closer to him, so close that she brushed her tummy against the head of his cock. “Mmm hmm.”
Jayce squeezed her fingers, fisted her head, and tipped it back so he could claim her mouth again. He wanted to taste her lips before he fucked her.
While his tongue was in her mouth, he threaded their fingers together and flattened his wrist against hers.
Sienna’s eyes shot wide. She gasped into his mouth.
Fucking intense was the only way to describe the sudden change. The air around them sizzled, demanding he fully claim his mate. Releasing her lips, he dropped her hand, grabbed her hips, and lifted her so he could drop her onto her back.
She bounced against the mattress as he climbed over her. Reaching for him, she moaned. “Please…” She even spread her legs wide so he could drop between them. “Jayce,” she whimpered. “Now.”
He cupped the top of her head with both hands, letting his mark touch her cheek, loving the way she leaned into it, pressing against his wrist.
Without another word, he thrust into her pussy all the way to the hilt.
Sienna arched against him, crying out as she gripped the small of his back with her fingertips. “Jayce… Daddy…” She moaned louder. “Move. Please. Oh, please. Do it again.”
He couldn’t believe how quickly she wanted more. Had she even experienced a second of pain? Maybe, but it was fleeting.
He eased back out and did it again, watching her face as her brow smoothed out. All he saw was bliss—her lips turned up, her eyes glassy and dancing with lust.
“Yes…” she hissed.
His cock jumped inside her. Every nerve ending was alive. The need to fuck her hard consumed him, and the fact that she was bucking up against him with all her strength was all the confirmation he needed to give her what she craved.
Keeping his hands on the top of her head, he claimed his mate with total abandon, fucking in and out of her with fast deep thrusts that made his cock swell faster than he would have liked. It was okay. There would be time for slow and easy later. A lifetime of fucking.
“Come, Little one. I want to feel your cunt fluttering around my cock.”
She groaned loud enough for everyone on lookout around their house to hear her. It didn’t matter. No one would judge them. And then her entire body stiffened, her ass lifting to get as much of his cock as possible as she moaned through her release.
Fuck, she was gorgeous. He could watch her come like this for the rest of his life and never tire of the show.
Without warning, his balls drew up. He couldn’t stop himself from emptying into her, filling his precious mate with his essence. Thank heavens she wasn’t in heat. If she had been, she would surely get pregnant from this first coupling. He wasn’t in the mood to share her with a cub, just yet.
Setting his forehead against hers, he enjoyed their combined panting and the grin on her face.
“That was…” she whispered.
“Satisfactory?” he suggested, teasing her.
“I don’t think that’s the right adjective, Daddy.” Her smile grew. “When can we do it again?”
