Mating Brand(26)

Her legs adjusted, her feet found purchase on the sides of his back, allowing her to draw her legs up enough to give him as much access to her pussy as he wanted. His hands on her thighs, holding her open, were bruising but she’d heal. It didn’t hurt. Another snarl tore from him, his chest rumbled under her feet and he pressed tighter, shaking his head a little. She moaned. His tongue withdrew slightly before pushing deeper and he added an up-and-down, nodding motion.

She reached for him with both hands and her fingers slid into his hair, holding him tightly to her. His nose rubbed her clit as he began to fuck her with his tongue. Pleasure made her pant, purr, and ache. Her nipples throbbed, her belly quivered and she screamed out his name. The climax tore through her. Brand snarled again, growing wilder as he got the first taste of her release.

He’d never been this aggressive in the past—close, but not as rough. She didn’t mind and she had no complaints when he tore his face away, forcing her to release his hair. She held his black gaze when he stared at her.

“Damn it, Charma.” He didn’t sound human. “Forgive me.”

“It’s okay, baby.”

He rose, grabbed her and rolled her over before she knew what he had in mind. A hand dug under her belly and lifted until she ended up on her knees. Her hands shot out to brace her body as two hundred-plus pounds of out-of-control male curved over her from behind.

He froze but she didn’t. His hot, thick cock pressed against her inner thigh. She wiggled her ass against him.

“Fuck me,” she moaned. “Make me yours.”

His arm hooked more firmly around her waist and he adjusted his legs to the outside of hers to align their hips. To help him, Charma arched her back, pushed her ass higher and spread her thighs a little wider apart. He didn’t even need to use his hands to guide his cock to her. It seemed to know where it wanted to be as the thick crown pressed against the entrance of her pussy and he drove home.

She cried out as he stretched her. There had been no time to adjust but it hurt so good. Ecstasy shot straight to her brain before he nearly withdrew from her body. Her muscles clamped down, trying to keep him from totally leaving her but she didn’t need to worry about that.

Brand’s arm tightened on her waist to make sure she couldn’t get away. Not that she wanted to. His other hand slammed down on the bed next to hers. His claws tore through the bedspread and into the mattress as he braced his weight. His hips slammed against her ass, burying his cock deeper inside her.

“Yes,” she moaned.

He growled, his face buried in the curve of her shoulder as he curled more closely around her and pounded his cock into her pussy in fast, long strokes that gave her ultimate pleasure. His shaft seemed to swell as he fucked her frantically, the friction sweet and intense at the same time. Her eyes closed. She couldn’t think, could just feel, and another climax built until she screamed his name.

He slowed his movements a bit and withdrew the arm from around her waist. She had to brace to keep from collapsing onto her stomach but she heard his quick intake of breath and turned her head. He had bitten into his wrist and it was suddenly in front of her. She knew what he expected of her and she was happy to do it. It took effort to keep her balance while grabbing hold of his arm and pulling it to her mouth.

The craving to taste his blood wasn’t a shifter trait she’d inherited but it would help seal their bond. It was a form of acceptance. He fucked her faster as she sucked on his wrist. It seemed to excite him more. Brand howled as he started to come so hard she could feel his semen marking her within her body. His hips bucked as he drove into her deeply and stayed there, grinding against her ass in sharp jerks with every hot blast of his release that filled her. He snarled as he dropped his head. She tilted hers to the side to bare her shoulder, to give him what she knew he wanted.

His fangs scraped the soft part of her shoulder. His tongue darted out to wet the area before he bit down. Sharp teeth pierced her skin and the pleasure and pain blurred as she came again, her vaginal muscles clamping around his cock. He bit her harder until his jaw locked while he marked her with his bite and saliva. She released his wrist and he hugged her around her waist again.

Time blurred and she was grateful he held her so securely, sure she’d collapse under him if it weren’t for his arm supporting her. He adjusted his body a little, pulled them up slowly but refused to unlock his jaw, which still imprisoned her shoulder. He sat back on his legs, kept their bodies connected with his cock buried inside her pussy as he lifted her onto his lap and sat up straight. He hugged her against his chest. She leaned back to press firmly against the solid wall of his body and her hands lifted and curved around the tops of his shoulders to help him keep her in place.