He inhaled deeply. “Ah, baby. I know you want that. You want to be full with my cubs. I want that. I want you birthing my children for the rest of our lives. You, and only you, I want for a mate. I only need you to say what we both already know. You. Are. Mine.”
The image of him doing her had her pussy clenching and unclenching against the tip of his dick. She wanted him so much. Who was she kidding? This man filled her brain with more than lust. The idea of their babies took root in her heart with him as their father.
“Yes,” she moaned softly. “I’m yours. All yours.”
He pressed his lips roughly over hers, demanding entrance and thrust into her mouth with his tongue at the same time he plunged with his cock. She didn’t expect the tension to snap inside her. He’d gotten her so turned on with his words that with a single thrust her body unraveled.
He drank in the scream through their kiss, fucking her hard and rough, not stopping for a single second. Not through her orgasm or the follow-up shudders. He thrust fast, deep, and pulled back just as quickly, taking her pussy with wild, quick strokes. He sank his cock into her with swift moves. Each faster than the last.
She couldn’t speak, could barely breathe. Her perspiration-slicked body allowed him to slide farther into her. She pulled from their air-stealing kiss to gasp a breath. Feral grunts and moans came from both. She dug her nails into his back, urging him deeper into her body. His shaft felt like a hot branding iron scorching her inside. Her pussy was soaked with her need for him. With every thrust, she soaked.
He grabbed one of her thighs and pulled it to his waist, giving a tilt to her hips. The move allowed for him to rub against her hard clit with his pelvis. Two rubs and she went flying.
Her back curved off the mattress. A hoarse scream flew from her lips as contractions made her pussy flutter. He tensed, riding the wave of her orgasm. Her pussy sucked hard at his cock. Her nerve endings felt one hundred times magnified, until he slowed, taking shallow plunges and finally tensing inside her. His cock pulsed, thickening with another orgasm coursing through her body.
Then he roared. A loud, wild sound of ownership with the word “mine” ushered from his lips. He brought his mouth down and scraped his fangs on her shoulder at the same time he bit his claws into her leg, leaving a fiery scratch on her thigh. She came hard at the feel of his bite. So hard she saw white spots dance behind her lids. It didn’t end there.
Hot spurts of semen filled her channel as he gave in to his own release. She loved it. Loved feeling him inside her, coating the walls of her pussy with his seed for long breathless moments. Maybe it was wrong of her but she hoped with every fiber of her being that he made her pregnant and gave her the babies she wanted so badly.
NINETEEN
Intense satisfaction and pleasure filled Karel on his drive to see his mother. His heart felt full to near bursting with joy when she’d said the words. She was his. Liv might still be wary of moving into being his mate, but he could give her the one thing she wanted, children. She could, in fact, be carrying his child at the moment.
They’d had sex enough times through the night at one point he’d only slid a finger over her thigh and she’d opened mid-sleep. No hesitation. No question. Total access. The memory alone brought a smile to his lips. She couldn’t deny it. Even her body knew not to fight what she wanted: him.
With every thrust, he found her pussy slick for him. She’d woken twice to his face between her legs, lapping at the delicious honey she dripped from her slit. The more he had of her, the more he wanted. Now all he needed was her to accept fate and they could continue getting to know each other.
“The terrain up here is flatter, I noticed,” she said, rubbing her cheek on his back and raking her nails on his abs. His cock grew hard at the idea of her hands sliding a little lower and taking him in her tiny grasp. He wanted badly to see her stroke him. To see her lips on his cock like she’d done the previous night, sucking him off until he came in her mouth.
“Yes. The forest is still thick, but the land is less hilly than by Alyx’s castle.”
“The little cabins I see,” she murmured, her voice sounding confused. “They’re really far apart from each other.”
“Jaguars don’t like to be surrounded by people,” he admitted. His kind were solitary and a lot of times didn’t socialize. “We like our alone time.”
“Oh.” He heard the worry in her voice. “Are you like that? Like living alone and away from everyone?”
The truth was he’d been a loner as a kid, but with befriending Alyx, he spent his teen years surrounded by palace guards and Alyx’s parents. It felt second nature to be around people now.