Page 70 of Blizzards and Brews
“You feel so good, firefly,” I praised, notched at her entrance.
She gave me a glazed smile. “It’s about to get even better. Give me your cherry, alpha.”
Her eyes rolled back as I pushed inside of her, slow and steady, unrelenting. I didn’t stop until I was filling her completely.
“You like knowing that this cock was made for you don’t you?” I groaned. “That it’s only yours. Look how well you’re taking me, firefly. You look so good stretched around me.”
She was so tight, the wet heat around my cock almost too much to handle. It was pure fucking heaven and I soaked in every sensation while she adjusted to my size.
“Adam.” She breathed my name like a prayer, her eyes locking on mine.
I expected her to beg me to move, to plead for more, but she just breathed through the invasion, steadying herself first.
The moment her hips started to rock, I couldn’t hold back anymore. I pulled out before sliding back in, my movements pushing my cock even deeper as I shifted my hips. Her keening cries fueled my movements and I couldn’t be gentle anymore.
She was mine. My mate. And I damn well was going to prove it to her.
“Yes! Alpha!” she screamed as I picked up the pace, fucking her into the mattress. Her full breasts were bouncing with each slam of my hips and I couldn’t stop myself from reaching for them, teasing her pert nipples and massaging the round globes.
Lindsay was gorgeous, in every aspect, but the way her mouth fell open and her forehead wrinkled in a silent cry, her hair wild now as it cascaded around her, she was even more breathtaking.
Needing to see her come again, I flipped us so she was straddling my hips. She started to move and I slid my fingers between us, teasing her swollen clit each time she rocked forward.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” she hissed as her orgasm approached again. When I backed off to deny her she let out a growl. “No, let me come.”
“Oh, I will,” I promised. My knot was already growing, pushing against her tight walls, and I knew she’d need that release to take me completely.
Just as I was nearing my full knot, I gave her what she needed.
“That’s it, firefly. Take my knot. I know you can do it. Milk me dry, baby.”
She ground her hips down, wanting it just as much as I did. “I can’t–”
I flicked her clit harshly, her ass settling fully against my thighs as she took my knot and I fucked up into her.
“You can. Look at you taking my knot. Such a good fucking girl for me.”
Her scream of pleasure was loud and harsh, a sob joining the mix as the full brunt of her denied release hit her. I knew it would be more intense and as her pussy fluttered around me, I pushed my knot in one last time before it locked us in place.
She was panting from her orgasm and collapsing into me, so I flipped us again, lifting her by her thighs and pushing my knot into her in shallow thrusts.
I couldn’t stop, I didn’t want to stop. I was halfway to a rut and all I wanted was this woman beneath me.
“Bite me,” she demanded. Her eyes were glossy and hazy from her release and with her scent around me and those words falling from her lips, I couldn’t resist.
I hovered over her, releasing her legs so I could get into position. My nose ran over the junction of her shoulder, breathing in her scent one last time. An ache started in my teeth and I didn’t want to deny this bond another second.
“Mine.”
I pushed my hand between us, forcing her orgasm to build again right as I sank my teeth into her. Her screams were a strangled mix of pleasure and pain.
Our bond didn’t form in a gentle swirl but a full storm of emotions. I felt the full depth of her love for me, the pain of holding back and wondering if she could ever have us, and the echoes of pleasure that still swam through her body.
I pushed my own emotions into the bond, giving her every ounce of love and adoration I’d kept for her over the years. I’d waited for her and never doubted that she’d find her way to my arms.
And here we were. Joined by my knot, claimed by my bite, and completely in love.
Chapter Twenty-Three