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Slater’s words had her pussy clenching and eager for what was to come. This was what she wanted, too. She wanted to explore his body. Have her way with him. Have fun.

Running her hands over him she scooted down and rested between his thick thighs. She looked at the dick in front of her and experimented. She licked the side and up and over. Slater groaned, and she brought her hand down to wrap around it. Slater’s dick was rock hard but almost smooth and soft at the same time. She pumped it and sucked the head in getting a taste of salty pre-cum.

“Fuccckkk, that feels good.”

Having never done this before because Greg had said only sluts and prostitutes did it, Sammy was nervous. She was happy with Slater’s praise. Letting one of her hands rest on his chest she took more than just the head. Slater groaned, and she licked his cock and moved her mouth up and down until she got into a rhythm.

“Sammmyyy, I’m going to come. You have to stop, please.”

She hummed around his dick, and Slater roared. He took his cock from her mouth and flipped her so she was on all fours. Her mouth came crashing down on her pussy, and she shivered as he licked her clit and to her anus. His hands spread her arse cheeks, and she bit her lip as his tongue probed her core.

Sammy gripped the sheets as a quivering in her built and spread. One of his hands let go of her arse, and his fingers came around to rub circles around her clit. She closed her eyes as a burning in her grew. Slater growled against her pussy, and she crumbled, letting herself go as he squeezed her arse and pushed down on her nub.

Slater lapped at her and moaned as she came hard against him. Her arms didn’t hold her weight, and she fell down burying her face on the bed. Teeth sank into an arse cheek, and she squealed lifting herself back up.

“No time to rest. It’s time to ride my cock.”

Slater moved between her spread legs until they were face to face. His hands came to rest on her waist and then guided her to his cock. She didn’t take her gaze from his as Slater lined his cock up to her core. Sammy came down on his dick slowly. When he was seated fully inside her, she sat enjoying the full feeling.

She rose and fell back down. The flames came instantly back to life, and she basked in the feeling of being the one in control. Sammy set an easy pace watching the blissful look on Slater’s face. She bounced on his cock until her speed wasn’t fast enough.

Slater grunted, and his hands came to rest on her waist once more as he helped her with the strokes and the pace. “Play with yourself. Touch yourself. Please, beautiful.”

Cupping her breasts she ran the pads of her fingers over her nipples and tweaked them as his cock eased out. Slater’s eyes hooded, and a guttural moan left his lips as she trailed her fingers down and rubbed her nub.

Slater started slamming his hips up to meet her, and she ground herself against him. Sammy knew she was close. She let out a squeal as a finger rimmed her anus before it pushed in.

“I’m going to take you here.” Slater’s muttered words as his finger pushed further in to her virgin arse had her screaming in pleasure and coming undone in a quivering mess.

“Slater.”

Slater’s snarl turned into a roar as he pushed up into her and yelled her name, his cum shooting up into her.

Spent, she dropped to Slater’s chest and basked in the ecstasy. “Mmm, that was sooo good. I feel perfect now.”

Slater chuckled, and she felt his dick slip out of her. “I’m glad you feel better.”

“I do. I’m going to sleep now. I love you.”

Slater kissed her head. “I love you, too.”





Chapter Ten



Brock didn’t get home until early hours of the morning. He was happy with what they had accomplished. Breakaway precinct needed a clean out. It was full of corruption and many more things than they originally thought.

Just the sight of Sammy had made the weaker in the bunch break, and once Internal Affairs had interrogated them they’d told them all they needed to know. Brock’s skills as a shifter and being able to smell lies and other emotions helped the case, and it had helped the investigation along.

Brock was one step closer to making his mate safe. He’d proved today that he could protect his mate and find any threats to her. He deserved a mate.

Opening the front door he shut it quietly, careful not to wake his angel. As he walked down the hall to their room a naked Slater came out of it, and Brock noticed that he looked furious.

“Outside now, I’m not killing you in the house.”

Brock could see as Slater started to grow and shift that he better get outside and find out what was going on. Not turning his back on the predator he backed to the door, opened it, and got out as Slater pushed him further back.