“Not pretty words, just a fact.” Slipping his hands under her ass, Ryan tilted her hips and swiped his tongue through her folds. Her taste, so familiar and addictive, thrummed through his system. He didn’t tease her. He devoured her: licking, lapping, nipping, suckling her clit, and stabbing his tongue inside her.
“Ryan, I want you in me.” She felt so empty. Ached to feel him thrusting deep. Instead, he drove one finger inside her. Again. Again. And again. He added another finger, curving them just right. But then his tongue replaced them, and one of those fingers circled the rim of her ass. She sucked in a breath as he worked it inside her. The dual assault on her senses didn’t help. It only made her ache more. “Ryan.” He ignored the demand in her voice. She shoved at his head to dislodge him. He growled against her flesh and thrust a second finger into her ass. Then she was coming. The orgasm took her by surprise, hitting her hard.
Ryan withdrew his fingers, released her, and tapped her hip. “Roll over.” As soon as she lay on her stomach, he pulled her to her knees. “Keep your head down.” He lunged deep, grunting as her * clenched him tight and fluttered around him. “So fucking wet. Good. I need my cock to be slick so I slide in here”—he pressed the tip of his finger into her ass—“nice and easy.”
She tensed. “What?”
“You knew this was coming, Kenna. You knew I’d want to claim you everywhere.”
Well, yeah, she’d expected him to do this at some point. Male shifters always claimed their mates in every way possible. Still, she—
“You want this.” If he thought for even one second that she didn’t, he’d wait. Ryan fucked her slow and hard as he again worked two fingers inside her ass. He scissored them, stretching her enough that he soon had a third finger inside. She pushed back into every thrust. “That’s it.”
“Ryan, I’m close.”
“I know.” He fucked her faster, deeper; barely resisting the craving to bury himself deep into her * and explode—she was just so hot and wet. “Come,” he growled. She threw her head back and choked out a scream as her back arched and her * clamped and contracted around him. Fighting the urge to come, he withdrew from her * and replaced his fingers with the head of his cock.
Makenna’s eyes snapped open at the feel of his cock pushing into her ass. The pressure and the burn of his size stretching her made her squirm.
He gave her ass a sharp slap. “Be still. Just push out as I push in. That’s it, like that.” He slowly sank into her, gritting his teeth against the temptation to pound hard and fast. “Tight,” he hissed. So tight she was strangling his cock, but it felt too fucking good. They both sighed when he was finally balls deep. “You okay?”
“Sort of.” She was full. Maybe too full for this to be fun. But then, as he slowly pulled back and smoothly plunged back in, she gasped as all kinds of nerve endings sparked to life. “Again.” Friction built inside her as he kept each thrust slow and easy, which was very unlike Ryan. “More.” His pace barely altered. “I’m not delicate,” she snapped.
“No, but you’re mine. And I don’t want to hurt you.”
“You’re not. I need more.”
Taking her at her word, Ryan hardened his thrusts as he pumped in and out of her. He branded her with every plunge of his cock, loving the moans and gasps she fed him. Fuck, he wouldn’t last much longer. He needed to shoot deep in her ass, claiming it as surely as he’d claimed her * and her mouth.
Raking a hand in her hair, Ryan yanked her head back and pounded harder. “Make me come, Kenna. Do it now.” For a second time that night, she screamed as she gave him what he wanted. He plunged deep and held himself rigid as he came so fucking hard that he was surprised he didn’t see stars.
Afterward, as he pressed kisses along her spine, a sudden pressure built in his chest and his head seemed to throb. “Do you feel it?”
Glancing at him over her shoulder, she nodded. “What is it?”
“You know.” Pulling out of her, Ryan scooped her up and took her into the bathroom. As they stood under the hot spray of the shower, he said, “The bond won’t let you hold back much longer.” It was too strong. Probably because, as a couple, they were strong. Makenna might have initially doubted his commitment, but not anymore. Like she’d told him, he had all of her. She had all of him. Mating bond or not, Ryan doubted he’d survive losing her. Even if he did, he’d be a husk. Empty. Useless. Going through the motions but not living.
Unlike the time he’d escaped from captivity, he didn’t think his pack would get him through it. There would be no chance of him healing. He wouldn’t want to heal. Everything would be fucking pointless without her—this quirky little person who made him want to smile on a daily basis, who never made him feel like he lacked or needed to change.
Makenna curled her arms around him. “Why are you sad?” The emotion trickled through her veins.
“You’ll be in danger. I hate that.”
“So will you. I hate that.”