My mate was so fucking wet, but I was big, and I didn’t want to hurt her. It was inevitable this first time, probably several times after this given our size difference, so I needed to make sure she was good and ready before I plunged into her.

I gripped her tighter around the hips at the same time I leaned back, pulling her lower body up and along my chest, her pussy juices smearing on my chest as if she were the one marking me. Christ, that turned me on.

When she straddled my head, her pussy hovering right over my mouth, I closed my eyes and inhaled deeply. She murmured incoherent things, ones that were from pleasure, surprise, and total innocence. Although I too had saved myself for my mate, never even thinking of another female in a sexual sense, never getting aroused by anyone but my fated female, Ainslee seemed even more innocent.

For centuries, I’d fantasized about all the things I’d do to her, how I’d pleasure her. I’d played those scenes out in my head over and over again, and now I’d make that both of our realities.

I rested my head on the moss-covered ground and slid my hands down to cover her full, perfectly shaped ass, giving the twin globes a squeeze. “I have to taste you,” I whispered, not knowing if she could hear me, because my words were a deep rumble out of my chest.

Her answer was a soft cry of need, and I wondered if she realized she’d made the sound, that she’d spread her legs even wider over my head.

Did she realize she lowered herself another inch over my watering, waiting mouth?

Jesus, I could come from this alone, even found myself lifting my hips up, fucking the air for some kind of friction.

“Tell me you want me to taste you right here.” I didn’t need to emphasize where here was. She could feel my breath along her folds. She could feel the vibrations of my voice spearing into her. Her gasps of surprise told me as much.

“I’ve never—”

“I know, sweetheart. And I’m going to make you feel so good.”

I tightened my fingers on her ass and pulled her even closer, not touching her cunt yet, but gods I wanted to. “Tell me what you want, baby.”

“I want all of it, Luca. I want it all from you.”

I could feel her hunger for me, her body needing mine in every single way.

“More, Luca. Oh gods. More.” Her voice sounded harsh but frantic, broken words leaving her because she was so far gone.

I didn’t wait any longer, didn’t torture us anymore. I opened my mouth and placed it right over her pussy, groaning at the flavor of her honey, letting it flow down my throat. It was the sweetest fucking flavor to ever grace my tongue, and I was so hungry for more, starved for everything my little mate had to give me.

I ate her out like there was nothing else more important in the world. And in that moment, there wasn’t, not as I dragged my tongue up her center or moved it around her clit before sucking the hard bud into my mouth.

So. Fucking. Good.

I dragged my tongue back down and plunged it into her opening, her inner muscles clenching around me instantly, rhythmically. Fuck, she’s so tight; despite her wetness covering her little pussy and soaking my mouth, she’d still be a tight fit for my size.

I was ravenous as I continued to eat her out, using the leverage I had on her ass to start rocking her back and forth, spreading her wetness all over my face, because I wanted to smell nothing but her.

“Oh... gods. What’s happening?” She gasped the words at the same time she started writhing over me.

I sucked onto her clit with more fervor, pulling at that sensitive bundle of nerves, needing her to get off. And when I sucked especially hard, my receptive little mate exploded for me, her back bowing, her breasts thrust out, her nipples tightening even more.

I forced my eyes to stay open and watched her as she found her release—as I gave her pleasure. The male pride I derived from knowing I was the one to make her come sent a wave of pleasure through me.

My hips started thrusting up into the air of their own accord, needing friction... needing to be buried in my mate and fuck her all night long.

I could tell when her orgasm faded, because she relaxed against me, but I wasn’t nearly done.

“One more and then you’re ready for me,” I grunted against her flesh.

She whimpered, “It’s too sensitive. I’m too sensitive.”

I growled against her pussy when she tried to pull back, my wolf refusing to relinquish its hold on our mate. I tightened my fingers against her ass to keep her in place as I went back to devouring her.

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