“I’ll see what I can find out. You don’t waltz in on an alpha with his new mate. It’s just not done.”
“I don’t care about the rules here. And even if that’s true, your mom came over yesterday, didn’t she? Not to mention that redhead bombshell. Take me there. Now. I’ll knock on the door and see for myself.”
“Fine,” I say. “But in future, no sneaking away from me.”
She huffs.
“I mean that, wildberry. I wanna give you a punishment fuck right here on the forest floor,” I say. “And if it wasn’t so cool and damp out here, I would.”
She rolls her eyes, but she also clenches her inner walls around my fingers.
She wants to get fucked here and now. She’ll never admit it. It’s a good thing I can tell she wants it.
I pull my hand out of her jeans, then turn so it’s my back that’s on the ground and she’s on top of me.
“Though maybe you want that, so it won’t be such a punishment.”
“Shut up.”
“Fine. I’ll fuck you. But I’ll be the one to lay in the dirt.”
“Such a gentleman. Not. I don’t want that,” she lies. “I want you to take me to see my sister. Now.”
Yeah, she wants what she’s saying she wants, but she also wants what I want. I can see it and I can absolutely smell it.
“First, I fuck you.”
She doesn’t answer, but I can tell by her scent, her eyes, the tightness clamping around me that she’s in agreement.
“I want these clothes off you. Help me,” I order, nuzzling her throat with my nose and letting out a purr.
She bites her lip, her eyes flaring with heat.
I pull her shoes off, then her jeans down, the underwear coming with them, and she helps without argument.
I’m already nude because I went to bed nude, then shifted after leaving the house to hunt down my sneaky little mate and I’m glad that it means I get to fuck her all the sooner.
“You better keep your word,” she warns, breathlessly.
“I’ll take you there after I fuck you. Get on my cock. Now.”
She climbs on.
“And Amie…” I add.
Our eyes meet.
“If you sneak off and make me hunt you again, I’ll enjoy hunting you. A lot.”
“What does that mean?”
I slip my hand under her t-shirt and cup her breast. “It means, if you wanna play rough, I’ll play rough. If you want it gentle…” I rub her nipple, “I can do that too. I like to play. I love to hunt. If you run, you’re doing it knowing you’ll be hunted.”
She gasps.
I bite her earlobe, then say, “You run, I’ll chase. I’ll chase, then catch you.” My hand leaves her shirt and lands on her hip. I grip it tight.
Her eyes light with a combination of anger and arousal. I think she’s only trying to show anger though.
“Meaning?”
I take my cock into my fist and rub the tip slowly over her clit before I line up. “Meaning your mate is a predator. I’ll do whatever I need to do to protect and provide for you, but I’ll also happily treat you as prey if it gets you off.”
“You’re disgusting. Let go of me.”
“I wanna fuck you. And you want me, too.”
“No.”
“Yes,” I lick her throat again at her claiming mark. “I’ll fuck you, then we’ll drive to Tyson Savage’s.”
“Mason,” she tries to sound annoyed, but her arousal betrays her.
“Amie.” I pull her tighter onto my lap as I drive inside her, and she cries out immediately, full of me.
I jackknife up, grab her ponytail, and bring our lips together.
“Gimme that beautiful fucking mouth.”
She obeys, lips parting, eyes a luminescent blue flame color. She’s on fire with desire.
Is she part Fae? This isn’t the first time I’ve seen her eye color flicker like that. Though right now it’s definitely more noticeable.
Her eyes drift closed.
“Yeah, baby. I’ll find you, fuck you, then bring you home where you belong,” I say.
She tightens around me, showing how much my words turn her on.
“You’re mine,” I say.
She tightens again, face burrowing into my neck. She licks my collarbone, then nips at my throat. Fuck, yeah. She wants to put a claim mark on me too.
“And I’m gonna fuck this sweet, tight pussy every day for the rest of my life.”
Tightening again. And my earlobe is between her teeth.
Yeah. She loves dirty talk; she was absolutely bullshitting me before.
“This cock, my knot, every ounce of strength I have in my body? All yours.”
She swallows hard, holding onto me, fingernails digging into my back as I bounce her, holding her hips.
“Fuck you feel so right. I’m so fucking happy you’re mine.”
My right hand goes between us so I can rub her clit.
She wraps her arms and legs tighter around me and rides me. Rides my cock, rides the feeling of my fingers against her clit with her eyes closed, her back arched, and when my knot emerges and starts pulsing, she cries out. She cries my name so loud, birds in the trees over us fly off all at once in a frantic flock.