Of Mistletoe and Mating (Claws Clause 1.50)

The sight might’ve stunned him at first, but no way in hell was he letting it get away. He’d follow her anywhere. Like a puppy on a leash, he matched every step, unable to break from her mesmerizing spell.

She led him into the bedroom, pointing at the bed when he stopped

He wasn’t about to ask his mate twice.

Maddox spread out on the bed, his cock bobbing to and fro as it pointed eagerly toward the ceiling. When he shifted to make room for Evangeline in the center of the bed, the wayward appendage seemed to follow wherever she went.

And, as soon as Evangeline’s soft hand closed around its length, the damn thing still didn’t to behave.

Maddox felt her warm breath against his overheated skin a heartbeat before her lips closed around the head. Control was a fleeting thing. As her cheeks hollowed on the first drag against his sensitive cock, he wasn’t sure if he wanted to pump, to explode, or to lay back and enjoy her gentle touch.

She stroked the length of his erection with her practiced hand, her tongue laving the side between a strong, sucking motion that had Maddox’s eyes nearly rolling into the back of his head.

“Ang,” he grunted, trying to keep from going off too soon. “It’s, uh, it’s been a while. Just warning you.”

At the sound of honest need and concern in his raspy voice, she gave the head of his cock one last lick, her tongue lapping up the pre-cum that beaded at the tip. After wiping her mouth with the back of her hand, she gazed right into his dazed expression. “It has, hasn’t it? Maybe we should get right to the good stuff.”

Before he could tell her that was she was doing was more than good enough, Evangeline swung her right leg over his middle. A wet heat touched the area right below his belly button as his mate straddled him. Maddox felt better knowing that she was as primed as he was which was why, as Evangeline lifted her ass and, grabbing his cock, started to slip inside her tight pussy, he knew that she was ready to take all of him all the way.

It took her a few seconds to get seated right before she slowly lowered herself on top of him. Only when she was fully seated, skin touching skin, did Maddox let out the breath he’d been holding.

The urge to start stroking in and out of her was almost undeniable. He just managed to hang onto it, though. This was Evangeline’s show—he was just going along for the ride. As her mate, he would just sit there and let her do whatever the hell she wanted to do with him.

And he’d do it while wearing nothing but a smile.

At first, she went slow. Maddox clutched the covers with his fingers, trying desperately to hold his claws back. His wolf was going wild inside of him. To the beast, there was nothing so important, nothing so freeing as the bond it shared with its mate. When the two became one, all that existed was their unbreakable bond.

Pleasure, too. Maddox couldn’t forget that.

She placed both hands against his chest, scratching the shit against his skin, massaging his nipples, scrabbling to find some kind of purchase as she began to pick up her pace. Up, down. Up, down. Her tits seemed to fly in his face the fast she rode him. Maddox’s mouth watered for a nibble and, feeling playful, he snapped his teeth when one got near enough.

Evangeline’s moan turned into a chuckle when she realized what he wanted. She ground her pelvis against his, putting pressure against her clit as she braced herself on one hand. With the other, she fed her tit into Maddox’s mouth. He latched on, sucking it with as much enthusiasm as he could since he knew especially how sensitive Evangeline was there.

It was like her nipple had a direct line to her pussy. With every pull he took, her pussy clenched, nearly strangling his cock.

It felt so fucking good.

He could tell she was enjoying his ministrations by how distracted she suddenly was. Her rhythm slowed down, though her panting picked up. She was getting close. He could tell from the breathless sighs, the way she grabbed onto his side, squeezing his flesh, kneading him in frustration.

Well. He couldn’t have that.

He opened his mouth, letting her tit free with an audible pop. Her pouty lips formed a perfect ‘o’ as the heat from his tongue was replaced by the cooler air. Evangeline didn’t have long to look disappointed, though, since Maddox took advantage of her distraction to flip the tables on her.

With his cock still lodged deep inside of her, he quickly reversed their positions. He laid Evangeline on her back, angling her toward the pillows at the font of the bed. Her mahogany hair fanned out beneath her as he rose up high so that he was towering over her. Grabbing her from under her knees, he yanked her legs so that he could urge her to link her ankles behind him.

Then, once she was comfortable and he was in a position of power, Maddox started to pound into her.

He knew his mate. As much as she liked to take her time, playing with him, teasing him, loving him, nothing excited her more or got her off quicker than a hard, fast, rough mating. He thrust in and out, giving her only what she could take, and when she started chanting his name in time to his thrusts, pleading with him to make her come, he knew he was doing it right.

A soft cry, a throaty moan. Her heels digging into his ass as she tried to swallow him whole. The way she threw her head back, her tits so close, he barely resisted the urge to bury his face in her mounds.

She squeezed him so hard as her orgasm hit that he couldn’t control himself. All of his good intentions flew out the window when she whispered his name one last time, the aftershocks of her explosion still reverberating through her. Her pussy clenched, his cock responded, and with a howl that probably echoed past the trees surrounding the cabin, Maddox shot his mate full of his seed.

Oops.

He, uh, didn’t mean to do that.

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