Her hand moved in front of her as she touched herself. I released one of her hips to replace her fingers with my own. She gasped, braced both of her hands on the counter, and leaned forward until her ass thrust toward the sky. God, she was gorgeous, her pussy ready for me. While my middle finger toyed with her clit, my thumb massaged the swollen entrance to her sex, her satiny skin exquisitely perfect.
Trying to take more, she thrust back into my hand over and over again. Her moans echoed off the walls, filling the cabin as much as her scent. Each of her reactions made my chest vibrate with a growl. I wanted to please my mate. I wanted to make her pant and moan all night.
Her movements became frantic, and I increased the tempo of my finger on her clit. She gasped for breath, fingernails scraping against the counter. “Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me,” she murmured right before her body jerked with release.
Her orgasm gushed over my hand.Holy shit.Her body convulsed like she’d been shocked. I slid two fingers inside her.Fuck.She was tight, and wet, and so ready for my cock it was insane. Each of my exhales came out labored, like I’d just run 10K without stopping.
Holding her hips in my hands, I stood. I turned her, then lifted her to sit on the table. Her expression was dazed, her knees spreading, her pussy opening like a beautiful flower. I growled again and undid my jeans. She watched me, licked her lips, then threw her T-shirt over her head.
With her naked skin all aglow, I paused, my breath catching in my throat. Pert, little breasts pointed to the ceiling with dusty rose nipples, sweat glistened on her shoulders, chest, and stomach. My gaze drew to my bite at her neck. A growl of pride and ownership rumbled through me. The bear inside made me step close and lick it.
She gasped, then in the next moment, her fingers were pawing at my clothes, pulling at my fly. Quickly, I kicked off my boots and whipped off my jeans and underwear. She reached for me. My cock swelled in her hand as I thrust into her grip. I groaned at the sensation of her hot fingers around me. While she played, I leaned forward and nipped at her breast then squeezed, bending down to brush my lips against the peak. She tasted so fucking good. Her nipple pebbled hard under my tongue.
Hand on the base of my cock, she tugged my hips closer. “I need this.”
Keeping my mouth on her breast, I let her guide me in. I shuddered at the feel of her around me.Perfection. Because she was so much smaller than me, it didn’t go far. The angle wasn’t right. Not when I was paying attention to her other perfect breast right now. I licked and laved, liking how her breath caught in her throat.
“More,” she demanded, thrusting her hips forward. I only slid in a little farther. “Kane, please.”
I lifted my head from her nipple and gave one hard thrust, pushing my way deep inside her. A growl ripped from my chest.So good.Better than good. Amazing.
She moaned in pleasure, her head thrown back in bliss. I withdrew and slid deeper the second time.
“Yes.” The word came out a hiss.
I repeated the movement, and a low rumble began in her throat. Was she purring?
“Your cock feels so good.” She met my stamina with her own, arching her back with every thrust. “Don’t stop. Don’t ever fucking stop.”
She yanked at the hem of my shirt, and I helped whip it over my head, never slowing the pace we’d set. Her hands roved everywhere. My shoulders, my chest, my arms, my abdomen. My skin blazed. Her fingers tugged at the patch of hair, then toyed with my nipples. She bent her head and bit one.
Pleasure shot to my scalp. As she played with me, shivers zigzagged down my ribs.
With one last lick, she looked up at me. “Faster.”
I grabbed her hips and pumped into her.
She leaned back, pulling her knees up to take me deeper. “Harder,” she moaned
God, she was driving me to the edge of reason. Scooping my hands under her ass, I lifted her up, keeping us united. Her legs wrapped around my hips, her arms around my neck. I spun and pushed her up onto kitchen counter. Something crashed to the floor. I didn’t care what.
I fucked her harder than before, giving her what she needed. Balanced like this, I was in complete control, and from the way she moaned, she liked it that way.
A flash of taking her against the wall yesterday aroused me to a level I’d never experienced before. Everything about her was over-the-top hot.
She wrapped her limbs around me. “More,” she whispered into my ear, her cheek pressed against mine.
I couldn’t stop. My orgasm built and built, but I tried to keep it at bay, needed to make sure my mate was satisfied first. Red hazed my vision as the bear tried to take over. I pushed the sensation to the side as I fucked her. Breaths released from her lips, frantic. Her fingernails dug into my shoulder blades. She was close. I adjusted our angle, then reached between us to thumb her clit. She gasped and moaned at the same time, that purring sound vibrating into me.
Then her entire body became taut. She squeezed me to her, core clenching, and threw her head back. A gush of her juices coated my cock. I couldn’t hold on any longer. The red haze took over. I shut my eyes and poured everything I had into her.
When my vision cleared, I was still inside her, my hands braced against the counter. I’d trapped her against the cabinets. Her feet and arms circled me, holding tight. With her cheek rested against my shoulder, her fingers tickled up and down my spine, soothing.
I’d completely lost it. I’d blacked out. I didn’t remember the last few minutes. God, I was so fucked up. But I hadn’t hurt her. And from the purr rumbling through her, she was very satisfied.
My chest swelled. I’d pleased her, and that stroked something deep inside me I didn’t know was there until yesterday.
I lifted my head, and she straightened away from me. “Are you okay?”
