Yeah, I was going to move this along, going to actually give my virginity to my bear-shifting mate. Because not doing this wasn’t an option.
Chapter Ten
Damon
Fuck, Rue was all mine.
Mine.
I was trying to rein in my desire for her, to go slow, make this sweet and soft, gentle. But fuck, I couldn’t.
Her naked body called to me in the most primal of ways. I heard her swallow, saw the slender line of her throat work up and down.
“My mate…” My throat was fucking tigh
t, dry. “I could try to have my fill of you, but I’d never be sated.” I lifted her head with my finger under her chin, forcing her to look at me.
When Rue licked her lips, I was riveted to the sight, imagining her mouth wrapped around my cock. Fuck, I was an obscene fucker. I reached out and pushed a piece of her hair from her forehead. “Tell me you’re mine,” I whispered.
Without any hesitation, she said, “I’m yours.”
That pleased me so fucking much. It pleased me so much I actually growled from it.
I smoothed my hands along the bare flesh of her shoulders, continued down her arms, and then stopped at her waist.
“I’m only yours,” she moaned.
I leaned in farther and moved my tongue along the seam of her lips. Her flavor was addictive, exploding along my taste buds. And when she started kissing me back, I didn’t stop the groan that left me. I forced myself to break the kiss and trailed my lips along her jawline to her ear. “I am so hard for you, Rue. So fucking hard for you all I want to do is fill you with my seed.”
She made this soft noise, one that sounded like need and desperation and everything that turned me on. I slipped my hand behind her nape, curled my fingers into her soft, warm flesh, and started kissing her pulse, which beat rapidly beneath her ear. I pulled her closer so I felt her breasts press to my chest. Hell, I swore I felt her heart beating against mine. A low growl left me, one I couldn’t stop.
I kissed her neck and nipped her lightly, my canines aching to pierce her flesh. “I’ll make you feel so fucking good. Always.”
“Yes,” she murmured. Rue dug her nails into my body, and the sting of pain mixed with my desire. My cock jerked.
I knew I had to claim her now. I’d been trying to go slow, easy, and make her see I could be gentle and give her the time she needed. She held the cards, pulled the strings, but right now, I was fighting with my desire and primal need to make her mine irrevocably.
I dragged my hand up her belly and over her ribcage to cup one of her breasts. I thrust my pelvis forward, grinding my cock into her softness, unable to stop myself from groaning.
I sucked at her neck, dragged my tongue up the slender column of her throat, and thrust back and forth against her softness, grinding myself against her, because I was so fucking horny for her. I let my canines run over her soft, fragile human flesh, my mouth watering to taste her, to puncture her skin and mark her.
Pulling back was hard as hell, but I managed to do it, to breathe in deeply. I looked down at her body then moved back up, memorizing every part of her, and finally stopped at her breasts once more.
I was going to devour her.
I wrapped my hand around the nape of her neck, pulled her forward, and lowered my head to lick the curve of her throat from collarbone to ear. Damn, her flesh was sweet, addictive.
Mine.
She gasped and moaned out, “That feels so good.”
My cock grew harder at her admission. I took hold of her nipples between my thumbs and forefingers, pulled at the already taut flesh, and listened to her groan in pleasure. I was shaking with the force to keep calm. And when I lowered my head, removed my hands, and sucked at one of her turgid nipples, she pushed her chest farther into my mouth. After a few seconds, I let go of her nipple with an audible pop, stared at the pebbled peak, and saw how red and wet it was.
My dick was so hard it ached, and my balls were drawn up tight to my body, ready to fill her up with cum. Right now, all I wanted to do was attack her like the animal I was, to fuck her hard and rough, just like my bear wanted me to.
I parted her legs with my hands on her knees and forced her to become obscenely wide for me. And then I stared at her pink, wet center, her pussy a work of fucking art. I felt like I could snap right then and there.
I need to go slow, to be gentle.