I felt myself stretching to accommodate his girth, and from what he said, it meant he was not fully in and it would hurt more, but I was ready for it. I was ready for him.
“Don’t stop, take me. All of me…”
I wasn’t even done talking when he slammed one more time, eliciting a loud gasp from me and then he began rocking his hips back and forth.
My body jolted with his every stroke, my back slamming against the rough wall, but I didn’t mind. I loved it.
The heat from his body was warming all of me, and the intensity of his action was sending me into overwhelming oblivion.
“Oh, Goddess!” I cried in pleasure as my hands gripped his shoulders tightly, scraping and scratching them. He kept pounding into me like I was his saving grace. He kept grunting and groaning in the process, and they were like music to my ears. He was enjoying this. He was enjoying me.
He kept holding one leg up, and the angle he stroked me hit my walls perfectly. I reveled in the pain and the pleasure. The heat continued to rise up from my stomach as my toes curled while my core clenched around him.
My release was building up and the only thing I could hear was the synchronized beating of our hearts and the slapping of our skins.
I opened my eyes to see my mate staring at me. Pleasure and adoration were written on his face as he took in all of my emotions. And the satisfiedlook on his face made way for an unfamiliar emotion to rise from my chest—I felt special. Like I was really wanted and adored.
My eyes darted to his lips as he parted them, and then, I saw his fangs erupting as his eyes dilated into full black.
The idea of him marking me made my heart and core wild.
I tilted my head to the side and closed my eyes, exposing my neck to him in submission as I bucked my hips to the rhythm of his movement. I felt him lower his head, and not long after, his lips grazed over the skin at the crook of my neck before it was replaced by his fangs.
I moaned at the contact before it turned into a cry of pleasure when his fangs pierced through my skin, as a rush of sparks and tingles exploded everywhere in my body.
I shuddered and convulsed as the wave of pleasure made way for an explosive release. He sunk his fangs deeper, and I couldn’t stop myself from shuddering. The pleasure was too much.
My mate didn’t stop moving in and out of me while he continued to lap and suck the mark he created in my neck as I rode out my release.
His warmth washed all over me as his grip tightened on my body. I never felt this complete and satisfied, as if I didn’t want this moment to end.
It didn’t take long before my body melted into his arms, and my mate let out a groan of satisfaction as he let out his own release and spent himself inside of me.
Last night was too perfect. I didn’t know my heat would end up making me too wild.
I lost count of how many times my mate took me. It seemed like I couldn’t get enough of him, and all the time, he never refused my advances. He was rough and gentle at the same time. Either way, I enjoyed all of it and was looking forward to having more with him.
I must have tired him out. No wonder he was still asleep, snoring loudly while I soaked in his perfect features.
I couldn’t believe my luck. After all that I went through growing up, I had already lost faith that something as good as this would find its way intomy life. But he did. He found me. It was too good to be true, but I would gladly welcome him into my life.
I giggled softly when I remembered that I was so lost in tasting every bit of him that I didn’t even get his name. But soon, I would.
I ran my fingers along his cheek, letting his rough stubble tickle me before I pecked his nose.
I sat up from lying down, and my eyes widened at my condition. My body was almost covered with mud.Did we roll on the cave ground while we satiated my heat?
I needed to clean myself before he woke up. Or he would see me looking like a piece of shit—literally!
I took one last glance at him before I grabbed my bag, pulling out a pen and a small piece of paper.
Good morning, mate!
Hi! I’m going to the stream nearby to wash. I’ll be back.
Yours, Nadia
Satisfied with what I had written, I laid it down beside him and placed a rock on top of it before I stood up and headed out of the small cave. I didn’t bother to look for my clothes since he ripped them apart, so I was sure I would not be able to use them.
