Kane's Mate(26)

“God, you’re already wet,” he groaned out.

She moaned again as he added a second finger, then he moved down her body and sucked her clit as he moved his fingers in and out. His tongue lapped at her pussy. He removed his fingers before she orgasmed.

“Kane… Please, I needed...”

“No, you’re going to come around my dick as you ride me hard.”

He flipped them so she was on top. Fuck, she looked hot. Her long, brown-red hair was wild, her eyes were hooded, her cheeks pink, her usually small top lip full and puffy, and she had a wicked smile on her face.

“So how do you want to spend the day? I suppose we should stop so we can talk about it.”

He growled. “Talk is overrated.”

He lifted her body and slid his dick home in her welcome heat. She threw her head back, and the look of pure pleasure on her face as she helped him slip her down on his cock was priceless. He had never seen a face look so utterly captivating.

Faith’s tight pussy muscles clenched around him. God, this was heaven, he didn’t want it to ever end. She leaned forward, kissing him. Scorching hot heat ran through his veins. That happened every time Faith touched him, but today there was something wild about her, like she couldn’t get enough of him.

He breathed in the air and noticed that her chocolate-vanilla smell was stronger than usual, it was making him crazy. She growled and bit him hard. His wolf went crazy, and he growled back, sitting up, but she shoved him back down with a strength females only had when in heat.

Kane fought his wolf for control as he looked up into his princess’s bright brown eyes. He knew if they kept going she would end up pregnant. He looked at her stomach, imagining it round with his child. God, he so wanted that. She would be the best mother. He grinned, maybe it would slow her down, make her be more careful.

He breathed in the intoxicating smell again, and this time his wolf won. He flipped a snarling, fighting Faith onto her hands and knees, draping himself over her and plunging his cock back into her welcoming depths, moaning at the extra tightness. She bucked and pushed against him, which made his wolf fight for dominance.

She laughed a husky sound. “Come on, Kane, harder.”

He growled, pulling almost all the way out, then slammed home.

“Kane, more!” she screamed.

He obliged and started sucking her neck. She moved to turn around and he bit down on her shoulder over her mate mark. She yelled his name as she came around his cock, squeezing the life out of it. He couldn’t hold it in, he came like he had never come before in his life. The base of his cock swelled so much he thought it would burst.

She moaned. “God, I loved that.”

He moved them to the side, cuddling her close, his cum continuing to squirt inside her. He wondered if he should tell her what happened, that thanks to mating him she had gained some werewolf traits, had gained a lot more than he thought, one being going into heat. For their kind this happened to their women every six months but could be brought on earlier by finding a mate, and obviously, that also applied to human mates.

Kane breathed in her scent. God, her chocolate-vanilla smell was still so strong. He growled and nipped her neck. She shivered, grounding her bottom down, but it didn’t move much as he was still locked inside her. He sucked on her neck and gently nipped her ear. One of his hands moved around to play with her clit and the other caressed her nipples.

“Kaaaannee.”

He smiled as she moaned out his name. “Did I tell you how much I love your breasts? They’re better than anything I could imagine.” He moved his hand from her clit to the other breast. “They’re so full, soft, more than a handful.”

He slid one of his hands over her stomach, which he knew by the end of the day would grow with his child. He touched her belly ring. “When did you get this?”

She gave a sultry laugh. “I have seen you eyeing it. You’ve been dying to ask, haven’t you?”

She laughed again, and he growled and nipped her neck.

“All right, I’ll tell you. It was a present. Remy and I got it done for our eighteenth birthdays. Well, I waited a month until she was eighteen, and then we went together. Sara didn’t want one. She started going into all that stuff about what could happen if they did it wrong or if it got infected, blah, blah, blah. I swear she’s a forty-year-old stuck in a twenty-year-old body. If it wasn’t for Remy and me, she would act like a stuffy old lady. My God, the stuff she says.” She shook her head and grinned. “You know, stuff you would have probably said.”

He pinched her nipple and nipped her shoulder. She moaned out a laugh.

“So you think I’m stuffy and old? Ha! I’ll show you, us old guys have the best stamina.”