“I thought you were tired.” He practically purred at her. He had heard her coming from the moment she moved off the bed but had purposefully ignored every instinct to run to her and sweep her off her feet and had held himself still waiting for her.
She kissed his back and pressed herself against him, pushing her breasts into him and smoothing her hands round his body to massage his taut stomach. He groaned lustily. Rubbing her breasts against his back she stroked her hands down until she found his arousal.
She caressed him tenderly, her hands running up and down the steel length. He twitched and grew under her ministrations. “Fuck Rose that feels good... I want to be inside you.”
“I want to taste you first...” She purred as she slithered in front of him and kneeled before him.
Keeping one hand on his thigh she grasped his arousal with the other, directing him to her mouth. Slowly she ran her tongue around the tip and sucked the head into her mouth. He moaned happily and palmed the wall. His fantasy becoming reality.
She pushed her mouth down the length, her tongue lathing him and her cheeks hollowing out to massage him. Her tight throat felt heavenly around his engorged manhood. She pulled back to the tip and licked his slit. He shuddered with the effort of holding still.
She engulfed him as far as she could before he hit the back of her throat, swallowing hard she contracted her throat around him. The erotic moans she gave, the scent of her arousal was too much. He fisted her hair with one hand and began slowly pumping his hips into her mouth, her tongue swirled over him as he pulled backwards and forwards.
She held her head still as he settled into a satisfying rhythm. Reaching one hand to his balls she slowly massaged them between her fingers.
The pressure inside him was growing, it was too much. He wanted to be inside her yet he couldn’t bear to pull away from her. Seeing his beautiful mate before him, pleasuring him, being dominated by him he couldn’t hold back.
Growling he began pumping into her harder and faster, her sweet moans around his shaft spurring him on. She began sucking harder and harder, her fingers workings faster on his balls.
The pleasure coiled within him. Looking down he stared into her lust filled eyes pushing him over the edge, with a long thrust he exploded into her mouth. He threw back his head and roared as he emptied himself into her. She sucked wildly, swallowing down his salty fluids.
His hand in her hair loosened until her locks were being gently tugged by him. Lazily she continued to twirl her tongue over his softening shaft as he fought to come back down.
He sighed in satisfaction. He’d never come so hard in his life. He’d never felt more sated. She truly was perfect for him. His mate. Mine.
Under her constant ministrations his arousal began to grow again and she started to lap at him with more enthusiasm.
With a groan he reached down and pulled her up the length of his body. His manhood came out of her mouth with a wet pop.
He brought her into his arms and kissed her fiercely. Her arms and legs immediately locked round his body, her sex grinding over his. She moaned as his tongue danced with hers.
Pushing her back against the tiled wall for support his hand sought her folds and he pushed a large finger inside her knuckle deep. She gasped against his lips as he twisted and twirled his finger before adding another and then another finger, stretching and exciting her.
“Inside... now...” She breathed against him full of need and desire.
Whatever his mate wants. He removed his fingers and moved his penis over her slit covering the tip in her juices. He pressed against her channel and pushed himself into her. She felt unbelievably tight around him.
He pulled back and gave a hard thrust until he was seated to the hilt. She moaned pleasurably at the fullness she felt and tightened her grasp on his shoulders, her inner muscles squeezed him and he groaned at the glorious feeling.
With his hands on her hips he began a strong steady rhythm, each thrust taking her from the tip to the hilt, she ground her hips down on him, matching his strokes. Their mouths never parting as the constant crashing of their bodies swept them both up towards release.
Her whole body felt taut, every nerve ending begging to feel the pleasure that his touch promised. His massive girth dragged in and out of her. Her breathing hitched as he began moving faster against her, feeling his own release gaining on him.
Suddenly she cried out as wave after wave of her orgasm hit her, her inner muscles clamping down on him. He couldn’t hold back. Thrusting deep inside her he grew even bigger and harder and then burst. He held still inside her loving the feeling of her pulsating channel sucking and milking the seed out of him, giving him an intense massage.
Finally their mouths broke apart. “Mine.”