The wet sounds of our fucking filled the room and I slammed into her harder. She moved up the bed an inch, and so I braced a hand on her shoulder, and pulled her down on the mattress. When she was flush with me again I ground my pelvis against hers.
She gasped.
I groaned.
In the next second I pulled out of her, flipped her onto her belly, and grabbed her hips. Her ass was big and round … juicy. I spread her cheeks and stared at the tight ring of muscle hidden between them. My cock jerked at the sight. I wanted to stick my dick in her ass so fucking badly. But not tonight. Tonight was all about claiming her fully. I couldn’t take it any longer. I covered her back with my chest, just closing my eyes for a long moment as I relished in the fact I was finally here with Bethany, my mate.
Pushing her thighs open as wide as they could go, I moved closer until my cock pressed against her cunt. I was shaking with how much I wanted this, how hard my self-control was being tested. “Yes,” I growled. “Stick your ass out even more.”
Clenching my teeth together, feeling the power rise up in me, I knew I wouldn’t last. I gripped the root of my dick, placed it at her pussy hole, and in one fluid move slid fully into her. The new position had me going deeper, filling her completely.
God, she was so tight, so hot and wet. I slid in and out of her heat, her pussy muscles clenching around my cock, drawing the cum from my balls as I stared at the graceful arch of her back. My mouth watered for a taste of her, for the mark that would irrevocably make her mine.
“How good does it feel, baby?”
She cried out her answer.
“So fucking good, doesn’t it?”
Bethany nodded and looked over her shoulder, biting her lip hard enough that blood started to well up on the supple flesh.
“Let go,” I whispered.
The first ripple of her inner muscles along my cock told me she obeyed right away.
Good girl.
The rhythmic pull of her cunt milking me had me using all of my reserve not to fill her up with my seed right now.
“Oh. God,” she cried out for me again. “More,” she begged.
I didn’t stop thrusting into her willing, tight body. With my hands holding her, my nails turning into claws, I let the beast free, let him taste the pleasure only our mate could bring forth.
My balls drew up tight, my orgasm imminent.
“Yes,” I roared out, my bear flashing forward, my body growing bigger, my bones threatening to break as I shifted.
I roared out as I came, and came really fucking hard. I filled her with my cum, gave her every last drop that was in my balls, made my mate take all of it, all of me.
Grunting as the pleasure consumed me, I coated every inch of her pussy until I knew as soon as I pulled out of her our combined fluids would seep out, making a wet spot on the bed.
My lips were by her neck, my canines elongated, extra saliva pooling in my mouth as the need to mark her ran high in me. I pierced the slender arch of her throat, my teeth sliding into her easily, a low growl leaving me. I was partially shifted, my body bigger, my muscles thicker. My nails were claws, no doubt my eyes glowing. This was my bear right now, taking control, making me primal.
I broke away from her neck and looked down, seeing the mark on her throat … my mark. She was completely mine now, undeniably.
“Zakari,” she whispered, her pleasure still coursing through her. The scent of it filled my head, a like warm, floral scent in the summer months.
Her pussy clenched and relaxed around my semi-hard cock, and when I forced myself to pull out of her tight heat, a hiss left me. Pulling back enough I could look at her cunt, I saw how red and wet she was, how sensitive she must be because of me. I watched my cum and her wetness slip out of her and move down the gorgeous crack of her ass. My cock started stiffening again at the sight.
The sight of her turned me on like no other. Proprietary feelings slammed into me, ones that would only grow with time, become even more powerful as our mating grew, as our connection strengthened.
Without thinking, without even realizing what I was doing, I gripped her ass cheeks and spread them wide. I stared at the tight, puckered hole begging for attention. I leaned forward and ran my tongue up the length of her ass crack, the scent of my mark, of her arousal, filling my head. I could smell the slight aroma of flowers and orange blossoms.
I closed my eyes and groaned as I ran my tongue along her hole, gently probing it, my hands still on the cheeks of her bottom. She cried out, the sound one of pleasure and pain, my claws no doubt digging into her flesh, bruising fingerprints no doubt covering her creamy, peachy flesh.
I ate her ass out like I was a starving man, like I couldn’t get enough.
I can’t.