“It’s not something you normally say to someone when you first meet them.” He couldn’t help but smile. Maverick could see himself falling for this female fast and hard, and not just on a level that had to do with them being mates.
Tilting her head to the side, he probed her mouth with his tongue, and deepened the kiss until there was no question that she was his. “You have no idea what it does to me to know that you haven’t been with any other male.” He pulled out an inch, and pushed back into her. The scent of her spilled innocence was a tangy, metallic aroma in the air. The soft moans that left her had his dick pulsing inside of her, and the need to come making it nearly impossible for him to keep his control. His hips jerked on their own, and a gasp left her.
“You’re so big, Maverick, and I feel so stretched, so full.” She gasped out the last word, and he couldn’t stop himself from pulling out until just the tip of his erection was inside of her, and then pushing back in. He did this over and over again, not picking up his speed, but making sure to completely fill her every time he thrust his cock into her. Sweat now started to cover his back as he kept up a steady rhythm. He broke the kiss, and started trailing his lips and tongue up and down the side of her neck. Keeping her head to the side with his hand on her jaw, he dragged his tongue along her sweet skin, memorizing the flavor and smell of her, and feeling the all-encompassing need to mark her. His canines were ready to pierce her throat, to let his saliva seep into her and let his scent, and the fact they were mates, slip into her blood stream. When he marked her, and he sure as fuck would, all shifters would know she was his, and if they even thought about fucking with her they would have to deal with his wrath.
When he had stretched her out enough, and when she started mewling and dragging her nails down his back, Maverick really started to slam in and out of her. It was hard to remind himself to go slow when she begged him for it harder and faster. He pulled back just enough to watch her tits bounce and jiggle from the force with which he was taking her. Her breath came out of her in small pants that brushed along his chest. He looked back at the tender flesh of her neck, saw that it was slightly red from his tongue and teeth, and went back to erotically abusing the area again. “You’re so fucking wet for me, Kettah.” As if to prove his point she grew slicker, and the sloppy sounds of their fucking filled the room.
“I’m so close, Maverick.” His lion rose up and growled in approval, and he slammed into her harder. She moved up the bed an inch, and so he braced a hand on her shoulder, pulled her down on the bed, and gritted his teeth when their pelvises pressed together. He was close, too, but he wasn’t about to let go that easily. In the next second he pulled out of her, flipped her onto her belly, and grabbed her hips. Her ass was big and round, curvy and juicy. He spread her cheeks and stared at the tight ring of muscle hidden between them. His cock jerked at the sight, He leaned forward, and lapped at the tight hole, wanting to stick his dick in her ass so fucking badly. But not tonight. She panted heavily as he continued to lick at her anus, and jerked under him when he placed a thumb on her clit and started rubbing the hard little nub back and forth. The scent of her arousal mixed with the smell of the soap she had showered with earlier. Maverick couldn’t take it any longer. He broke away from her succulent bottom, and covered her back with his chest. Pushing her thighs open as wide as they could go, he moved closer until his cock pressed against her cunt. “Pop your ass out, baby.” When she did what he asked instantly, he gripped the root of his erection and slid back into her. The new position added a different kind of sensation, but he was able to go a lot deeper inside of her. Maverick went back to fucking her, sliding in and out of her tight, wet heat, and staring at the graceful arch of her back. His mouth watered for a taste of her flesh surrendering to him, for the tangy flavor of her blood as he marked her, and he would be giving into that need as soon as he felt her come around him.
“Come on, baby, just let go.” He sensed her holding back, but he couldn’t be annoyed that she wasn’t giving him what he wanted, because he was prolonging the pleasure as well, and forcing himself not to come. The first ripple of her inner muscles along his shaft told him she was right there. She cried out long and loud, and clenched around his erection in rhythmic pulls, milking his cock so he couldn’t hold off on coming any longer. With a mighty roar he opened his mouth, leaned forward, and sank his teeth into her neck. He punctured her flesh just enough that the metallic flavor of her blood spilled across his tongue, and his saliva seeped into her bloodstream.