Beauty Sleeps (Fairytale Shifter #2)(14)

I lie over her body, blanketing hers with mine, and press the head of my cock to her wet opening, caging her beneath me. I can smell her need and feel it running down the insides of her thighs. I hold the tip there and feel her start to wiggle under me, and my control snaps.

“You’re mine!” Snarling the last word, I thrust into her and bite down on her shoulder at the same time. The taste of her blood hits my lips, and the magical bond between us is sealed as I taste her blood and penetrate her body.

I hold myself still inside her, but her growl is loud and her wolf needs to be bred. She wants me to cum inside her. Her body is running on instinct, and she’s trying to push back against me, to make me spill my seed inside her womb. She wants to trigger the mating heat in full force, a time when her need will be stronger than ever before.

I lick the wound on her shoulder and start to thrust. I feel my teeth tighten and my eyes start to shift as I pump in and out of her. Squeezing my eyes shut, I try to focus on what’s happening, but the combination of these sensations is too great.

Gwen starts to pulse around me, contractions in her * squeezing me tighter, and an orgasm rockets through her, making her jerk beneath me. Her body arches back into me, and she howls as she climaxes on my cock. I grip her hip to keep her from collapsing back onto the bed. She’s primed from the heat, and her body wants to open up as much as possible to take my seed. I’m going to make sure she gets it. Her * is pulling on my cock, and I have no choice but to thrust hard one more time and spill inside of her as I hold her to me.

My orgasm squeezes my balls, and I throb inside her as jet after jet splashes inside her untouched womb. My cum fills her body, and I feel it when the mating heat starts. It’s a warm tingle in my arms and legs. I lie on top of Gwen and try to get as much skin-on-skin contact as possible.

I moan at the euphoria I’m feeling. It’s like I’m on some kind of drug. Gwen rolls us over and climbs on top of me, and I don’t even fight it. She grabs my still-hard cock and squats down on top of it, taking me inside her. It’s then I see my hard cock for the first time, and I realize it’s over twelve inches long. Gwen slides down on it without any pain. She’s so unbelievably tight that it must be the mating heat that allows her to take all of me so easily. Or maybe she’s just made to fit me perfectly. I choose to believe that.

Her * grips me, and I feel my teeth tighten again with the need to mark her. She grinds down on me as if sensing my aggression. Her hands come up to my chest, and she scores her nails down my stomach, leaving faint red claw marks. She doesn’t break the skin, but I love that she’s leaving her own mark on me. Showing everyone that I belong to someone. The feeling is overwhelming. I haven’t felt like I’ve belonged in so long. I want her to scratch me deeper so the marks never leave my body. Every time I’d look down at them, I’d know I belonged to someone. That I was no longer alone.

The feeling of her ownership has me thrusting up inside her and cumming again. This orgasm is hard and fast and she bears down on me as I fill her up, giving her everything I can. Wanting to make my mate happy. To be as perfect for her as she is for me.

Once every drop of cum has been released from my cock into her warm body, she begins to move up and down, milking my cock. She leans forward and bites my chest, and that’s all it takes for me to cum in her yet again. She’s marking me, and my wolf is howling with delight. Each time she makes me hers, I cum inside her a little more. There’s so much cum it’s running down between us, but my cock hasn’t faltered. It only wants more.

She traces her tongue up my chest and runs her hands through my long hair, gripping a handful of it tightly. “More,” she moans in my ear as she rides me harder and pulses around my cock, her blonde hair falling all around us in silken waves.

I will always give my mate whatever she asks for. I have a need to please her, to make her smile at me again, and I thrust, coating the inside of her womb with my cum. I grunt out my release, feeling her squeeze me with her own climax, and pride fills my chest because I’m giving her what she needs. The pleasure that washes over her face is better than anything I’ve ever seen. It’s breathtaking.

I sit up so she’s still straddling my cock, and I scoot to the edge of the bed. She wraps her body tightly around me as I put my feet on the floor. I want to beat my chest at how she’s latching on to me, not wanting to let go of me. Standing, I keep our intimate connection and walk her to the wall, pushing her back up against it. I grab her wrists and pin them above her head. I’m strong enough to hold her with one arm while I claim her against the wall.

Thrusting hard, I lean in and press my teeth against her throat and feel her growl softly, but she bares her neck to me. Her wolf is submitting and loving my aggression. She loves the attention and my petting her as I take her harder and harder against the wall. If I could f*ck her through the wall, I think I would. I want to be as far inside her as possible with not a millimeter of space between us.

I sit back and look into her glowing blue eyes, keeping her pinned to the wall as I breed her. I want to tell her that I love her. That I’ve loved her from the moment I laid eyes on her, and my wolf knew it before I did. My soul recognized hers as mine, and even though she wasn’t of age, my wolf knew what was coming. We’ve pined for her all these years, and finally she’s ours.

“It was always you.” Her eyes widen at my words, and it’s as if something clicks into place. I see it on her face the moment she finally remembers, and I cling to her. “It was always you, my love.”