Jess didn’t know what she was supposed to do. Her body was burning up, and she knew she needed to come. She wanted to touch him, but she wasn’t sure if she should, so she gripped the sheets.
Brandon purred, and his whole body vibrated with it. Jess shivered at the strange sensation. He kissed his way down her body and slid her panties off. Jess stilled as his tongue swiped over her pussy tickling her clit.
“Oh, that feels so good.”
The purring got louder, and the vibrating had her so close to the edge.
Brandon laved at her, and she couldn’t hold onto the sheets anymore. She needed a better anchor. Her hands gripped his hair, and he growled, then sucked her clit in and let it out with a gentle nip that had her body exploding and her hands falling to her sides. Brandon lapped at her pussy like a cat that had discovered a bowl of cream.
Jess had never felt anything like this. She’d masturbated before, but nothing had ever felt this good. Brandon was doing everything so well, that she wondered for a moment if she would regret this because surely she would never have someone like this again.
Basking in her orgasm it took a moment to notice Brandon had stopped and was now hovering over her. “You’re the most beautiful sight I’ve ever seen. Jezebel, you’re mine.” He lined his cock up to her entrance, and she felt him ease his way into her.
Jess panted as new sensations coursed through her. Her arms came around his back, and she closed her eyes and told herself to relax. Brandon paused at her virgin barrier. His hands cupped her face, and she felt his rough pads brush her cheek.
“Open those pretty eyes.” She did and looked up into eyes of pure gold. “You, Jezebel, are mine. No one else will ever touch you like I am now. No one will ever kiss you the way I do. I am yours, and you are mine.” Brandon eased out of her and gave a powerful push inside her, breaking her barrier as his face buried into her shoulder and bit where her neck met her shoulder.
Jess screamed as pain overcame the pleasure she’d been feeling only minutes before. Brandon stilled inside her, but she would swear she could feel fangs dig into her, and the feeling wasn’t as bad as she first thought. She unclamped her fingers as they dug into his back and tried to push him off. Brandon licked her shoulder and then kissed it. His head came back up, and his golden eyes met hers.
“I’m sorry, sweetheart. I didn’t want to hurt you, but it couldn’t be helped.” His lips brushed over hers. “Is it still hurting?”
Taking a calming breath in, she closed her eyes and concentrated on her body. The pain was gone, and the burning was again slowly building. Jess’s shoulder didn’t hurt where he’d bitten, and his cock, which was deep in her core, was a dull throb. Opening her eyes she stared up into his captivating eyes and wiggled experimentally. Jess watched as his jaw clenched, and his body tightened. Then his eyes grew wider, and an agonizing moan slipped past his lips. Jess felt a new power wash over her at the way his body reacted. She ran her fingertips up and down his back until she settled on his toned ass.
“You can move now.” Brandon’s body relaxed, and he brushed his lips over hers before he slowly eased out of her and moved back in again. An onslaught of tingling ecstasy flowed through her body with each move he made. Feelings and sensations she’d never felt before bombarded her, and she let herself bask in it.
Brandon kept an easy slow pace at first until she felt so high that she knew she would yell at him if he didn’t do something more. She squeezed his ass and moved herself up to meet his motion this time.
“I’m trying to be gentle. You need to stop before I snap.” Brandon leaned down and growled in her ear. Jess shivered at his scratchy voice. Brandon nipped her ear, and she moaned as the tingling shot straight to her pussy.
Jess thrust up to meet him again. “Snap. I need more. I need to come.”
Brandon snarled and gripped her legs, wrapping them around him. They rested below his ass, and she moved her hands up to grip his back as it flexed. He now drove into her with a powerful lunge. His eyes pierced into hers, and he stopped for a moment. “Tell me you’re mine. Say you’re my mate. Tell me.” He thrust once in and out only to pause again when she didn’t say anything. “Tell me no other will make you feel like this. Tell me you are mine.”
Jezebel pushed herself up, but he didn’t move and his eyes narrowed. Needing to come, to feel the consuming passion, she moaned, “I promise. I’m yours.”
Brandon grunted. “Say you’re my mate. Tell me again.” His head came down, and he took her mouth in a kiss that spoke of possession as his tongue explored the cavern of her mouth.