Narae shrugged up a shoulder, “That’s fine with me.”
“No.” Daemon pressed one last kiss to her lips and rose to his full height, pulling her up with him. “You said you wanted to go to the movies, that it was something you enjoyed doing with your Ma when you were a kid, so we’re doing this. I can wait.” Reaching down, he adjusted himself and winced.
“You sure?” Narae laughed, glancing down. Going up on her tiptoes, she had to grab his shirt and pull him down to her so she could kiss his neck and whisper in his ear, “Because you got us here early enough that I could ride you to completion in the back seat of your truck and still have us in line for popcorn before the previews start.”
A growl rattled his chest and sent something molten straight to her womb.
“Woman!” Daemon snarled, his balls drawing up tight at the mental image of Narae straddling him in the back seat of his truck. In a flash, he had his keys out and the truck unlocked. Then Narae was up in his arms, her hips wrapped around him as he closed the distance back to the truck. The friction of her hot pussy against his erection straining against his zipper was enough to make him stumble.
Motherfucker!
He nearly came just from thinking about getting inside of her. The fact that she was in a flowy dress with nothing but thethin satin of her panties separating them had his mouth literally watering.
Fuck!
Opening the back door of the truck, he lifted her in and then climbed in behind her. Narae was smiling as she knelt on the bench seat, sliding her panties down her thighs and then unhooking them from over her heels before dropping them on the floorboards. The scent of her hit him like a sledgehammer and had his cock jerking its demand for release. She was already seeping; she was ready. Daemon didn’t bother ripping his shirt off or shucking his boots. He couldn’t wait. Tearing open the front of his jeans, he settled on the seat and then lifted Narae to his lap. He wasn’t slow, wasn’t gentle. Hands on her hips, he guided her down and then bucked up into her. Narae gasped and threw her head back. Unable to stop himself, he ripped open the front of her dress. They’d figure out something to cover her later. Right now, he wanted to see her, to taste her. Jerking the parted top over her shoulders, it trapped Narae’s arms, and that just made Daemon harder, his cock pulsing inside her as he pulled the camisole shewore beneath her dress down to expose her breasts. Dusky nipples beaded, heavy breasts heaving with her accelerated breathing, Narae looked like a fucking goddess. Quickly, he captured one nipple with his mouth and swirled his tongue around it before tugging hard with his lips. Narae moaned. Ripping open the rest of the front of her dress until it parted fully, Daemon eased back to soak in the image of her bare on top of him. Her tits bounced as he started rocking his hips, and his eyes slid from her chest down to where they were connected. Narae’s pussy glistened, full of the heavy length of him as he pulled out and then drove back in. Her moans filled the cabin, needy and sexy as fuck, coupled with the slick sound of her sex taking him in and out, skin slapping against skin.
“Deeper!” she pleaded.
Daemon leaned back in the seat and lifted his hips, impaling Narae so deeply she threw her head back and screamed. And then he fucked her. He fucked her fast and hard, fighting not to explode inside of her until she found her release. His hand went to her pussy where he worked her clit in tight circles. It didn’t takelong for her to come apart. When her body spasmed, her body going tense as her thighs clenched around him, he rutted into her harder, the friction slick now as her pussy seeped its honey all around him. Balls drawing up, his spine tingled, and then he detonated with a strength that had him seeing stars. He came long and hard, bathing her womb with his seed in an orgasm that refused to stop. His cock swelled inside of her, a reaction from his wolf, locking him inside his mate. The pressure of her expanding walls drew another scream from Narae. She collapsed onto Daemon, her hands wrapped around his neck as her hips gently rocked, riding out a second orgasm as her thighs trembled, her breasts jiggling with the convulsions that tore through her.
It had never been like this for Daemon. Not with anyone before, and he knew there’d be no one after. Just his Narae, just his mate, and God willing, one day all this love would result in a new life. His cock grew hard again just at the thought of his seed taking root. It was almost as if his body wanted it to happen and happen now.
“Daemon?” Narae gasped, shock filling her tone as she blinked down at him in a lusty haze. She inched her hips back a fraction, but he was still locked too tightly inside of her to separate them much.
“Uh-uh,” he shook his head. “You shouldn’t have started this because Demon won’t let you go now.” His hips started moving again, and Narae gasped and clawed at his shoulders, her body shaking uncontrollably as she breathed, “Too much! Too many!” Her thighs went tight around him again, another orgasm seizing her, and Daemon grinned, the base of his spine starting to tingle again. Absently, he wondered how many times he could make her come in the back of his truck, or if this even counted as multiple orgasms or just one tremendous one. Either way, he didn’t care. She felt divine.
Narae lurched forward and sucked hard on his neck, then spread her thighs wider and ground herself against him, taking him unexpectedly deeper in a move that had her crying out, “Daemon!” Her cunt honey was seeping out of her now, dripped down him, and slickened the seat beneath his ass. He decided then that henever wanted this to stop. He’d fuck her until neither one of them could move, until there wasn’t an ounce of essence left in her or a single seed left in him. Bucking his hips, he speared her with his cock as she gasped and clung to him, body sweat slickened, whimpers leaving her as her pussy continued to pulse around him. She didn’t stop. And he wanted more. He was still hard, still fucking her, but he was coming at the same time. It was nothing he’d ever experienced before. A constant rolling surge of pleasure that he needed to end and hoped wouldn’t. Muscles tight, he could feel Narae’s body going lax a mere fraction with each orgasm. She was taking them, but they were draining her, and each time her body melted a little more into his, he was able to drive more fully into her, like she was seating herself more fully onto him, and when he reached places he hadn’t reached before, she exploded all over again.
Dipping his head, he took a breast into his mouth and suckled as he rutted into her. One hand held her breast to his mouth while the other gripped the globe of her ass and then rounded over the curve, reaching back until his fingers brushed herrear entrance. At the touch, Narae jerked her hips forward, trying to get away from his probing. It only served to slide his cock deeper inside of her. Her head rolled back, and she panted, tears streaming down her cheeks from the intense pleasure. Daemon repeated the touch, brushing his fingertips against her ass again, sending her an inch closer. He repeated this until there was nowhere else for her to go. She was as close to him as she could possibly be, and there was no more escape. Dipping his fingers low, he sluiced them through her juices before he lifted and then held his breath. Dick still working inside of Narae as she rode him, he touched her anus and then slowly slid one long digit inside. Narae whined, her body squeezing around him. Then he was fucking her pussy with his cock and her ass with his finger. When he lifted his mouth from her breast and kissed her, Narae drew his tongue into her mouth and sucked on it, and then they both exploded at the same time. Her body seized around him, and his hips slammed up one last time, legs shaking with the release that exploded from him. Narae’s pussy milked him hard, her ass clenching tightly around his finger. Daemon decided this was howhe wanted to die. This was heaven. This was what he’d been waiting for his whole life. She was all he’d ever wanted.
Plastered against him, Narae’s body convulsed and trembled, her limbs going lax, her breath hiccupping before she passed out.
Daemon chuckled and then stopped because the tremble of it was too much movement for his sensitive cock. He was still locked inside his mate, his unconscious mate. He’d been warned that mating could do this to females. An overload of their senses would shut them down. He hadn’t believed it before. Now, he understood it, and was simultaneously proud of himself for putting his mate in the state and glad she was out because if she didn’t surrender, he wouldn’t have been able to. He’d have fucked her until he died.
Brushing sweat-slickened hair back from her face with one hand, the other rubbed slowly up and down her bare thigh. Just enjoying her on him like this had his dick going hard again, but it’d have to stay that way. He wasn’t taking anything from his mate without her permission. Kissing her temple, he whispered, “I loveyou, Narae.” He hadn’t said those words out loud to her yet. He was almost afraid to, but his courage was building. Day after day, kiss after kiss, and someday soon, he’d declare it from the mountaintop. But for now, he whispered it to her wolf while Narae slept, praying she absorbed the words straight to her heart.
Rolling his head to the side, he exhaled a long, deep breath and stared at the movie theatre. The parking lot was full now, the show no doubt already playing. Thank fuck for blacked out tint. He grinned. He’d bring Narae back to the theatre on a different night. Right now, he was quite in his element with his naked mate plastered against him, fully sated with his cock still buried inside her to the hilt. She rolled her hips in her sleep, and Daemon hissed. Fisting his hands to keep from grabbing her hips with the need to power into her, he tried to think of anything else besides her. It was impossible. Narae muttered his name and then clenched her pussy around him, and Daemon groaned, pleading quietly, “Please, dear God!”
He was a strong man, but he wasn’tthatstrong. Needing to be free of her to keep from taking her, he tried to lift her off him.His cock was still swollen and merely tugged when he tried to disconnect them.
Shit!
Her body slipped because they were both sweaty; she slid back down the length of him, settling along his sensitive shaft.
Fuck, fuck, fuck!
Reclining back, he rested his hands on her thighs and closed his eyes and just concentrated on being grateful for her. He’d learn to be patient for her; he’d learn anything she needed him to learn to keep her in his life. Because she deserved as much, and he was starting to believe that he deserved her too.
Chapter 39
“All I’m saying,” Thrall pointed his spoon at Cyrus. “Is that Oliver and D are just going around chomping on broads and…”
“Absolutely fucking not!” Koe bellowed as he stepped into the mess hall, immediately silencing Thrall who dropped his spoon into his bowl of Fruit Loops with a clatter.
“Awww, come on, man!” Thrall eased back in his seat. “It worked out okay for D and Oliver’s already pussy whipped even though Yasmine hasn’t given him the time of day. He’s following her around like a love-sick moron.”
Koe’s brows winged up as he went to the buffet line and snatched up a plate. “And you want that?”
