by J. L. Beck
The mammoth of a man smirked, he actually fucking smirked.
This one single look from him made my entire body tingle with pleasure.
What the hell is wrong with me?
“You could say that…” the man trailed off. He had a thick beard that matched his hair, and I could see his muscles bunch together beneath his t-shirt and jeans. He was built like a brick house. The man was magnificent.
Without rhyme or reason, I felt this compelling need to run my fingers over all the dips and planes of his body. I bet he had eight-pack abs and could carry me around the room with little effort if I asked him to. God, did I want to ask him to.
Just then, the pounding behind my eyes mounted and I closed my eyes tightly, willing the pain away. “Did you hurt me? My head hurts really bad,” I blurted this out without fully thinking it through.
The man in front of me flared his nostrils as if he was enraged at the thought. “I’m Ryan and you’re my mate Olivia. I would never hurt you, ever. I’d rather kill myself than hurt you or watch someone else hurt you. Your safety and life is my first priority.”
My eyes went wide as I digested every word that he’d spoken. He said each one with dignity, and truth. “So we’re married then?” I gave him a half smile, unsure really, what mate meant. If that’s what he referred to being married, I was fine with it. I felt a pull towards him, a connection, and I wasn’t quite sure why…however discovering he was my husband helped piece it together.
“You’re mine and that is all you need to know.”
Ryan didn’t give me a chance to oblige since the way he said it told me there would be no arguing over that statement and with feeling the way I did about this man so quickly, I wasn’t really up for any arguing. Thus, I decided to play along. There had to be a reason why I was here with this man, right? I wasn’t just dumb enough to be with some random person, was I?
“Do you have something for this splitting migraine I have?” I squeezed my lids shut and attempted to will the pain away.
“I do.” Ryan’s voice dipped real low,
Then before I knew what was happening his lips were against my forehead and directly over the tender knot that marred it.
I felt a tingling deep in my belly and that tingling radiated out of me. I sighed, my pussy clenching with need at his touch. The pain in my head subsided and then I felt it— his wet tongue flicking over the area as if to make sure the wound was fully healed. It was sensual, erotic as fuck, and still the strangest thing I’d ever felt before, or at least that I could remember ever feeling.
“Ahhh…” A moan passed from my lips at the feel of his tongue against my skin. I was incredibly turned on, my entire body melting into a heaping pile of mush. Something about this man set my body ablaze. I wasn’t very experienced but I knew when my body was reacting to something. This something was a man that overwhelmed n my senses.
“I can smell your arousal and it’s absolutely delicious. It’s making me insane with lust and need. I want to rut you so badly it makes my balls ache and cock swell.” Ryan’s voice came out as a growl. “It makes me want to strip you bare and taste every single inch of your decadent skin. It makes me want to flip you over onto your belly, pull you up onto your knees, and shove my cock deep inside your pussy. It makes me want to fill you to the brim with ropes of my hot cum. Do you want that mate?”
My chest heaved, as my pussy dripped. Hell yes, I wanted that. His dirty words made me hot as hell. I trembled all over and thought this must be a natural reaction as he spoke like it was a fact. Without understanding why, I spread my legs, and grabbed one of his hands bringing it to my soaking wet core. A growl erupted from deep within his chest and I knew he approved of what was about to happen. When one of his thick digits slipped between my folds and rubbed against my clit— I nearly came unglued. I lifted my eyes to his lust filled green ones and became immersed in them. It felt like I was running through a never ending forest.
“Lift your shirt and spread your legs real wide for me. I want to see that pretty pussy, and how much it glistens for me.”
I didn’t hesitate and follow his directions, lifting the shirt over my head and spreading my thighs as wide as I could, lifting my ass a smidge to make sure he could see how much I wanted this. I didn’t know why I did this, but I know it was what I wanted to do.
“Good girl, now take your fingers and spread those sweet lips for me. I want to see my mate’s pussy. I want to see how hungry you are if for my cock and if you’re a good girl I’ll reward you, but if you’re bad I’ll punish you.” He leaned down, his fingers threading through my hair.
I was panting with need and once again, I did as I was instructed. I burned with need as his hands moved down along my body at what seemed like a snail’s pace. Why did his talk of punishing make my pussy weep and my body tremble with want?
His strong fingers pinched my nipples just hard enough to cause me pain, but also gave me pleasure. A sheen of sweat formed against my brow and I arched my back off the bed causing my legs to slip. My pussy was dripping, glistening with arousal, and eagerly waiting for his thick cock but the narrowing of his eyes told me I’d made a mistake by losing my footing.
Before I could right myself, his hand landed harshly against my pussy, causing a quake of pleasure to erupt inside me. What was that? Oh, god… it vibrated through me with such erotic force, I sucked a breath in deep. My clit throbbed and pulsed while my pussy clenched. Fuck, I was going to come. Shit…shit…shit…
As if he knew what was happening to me, he advised, “Do not come. You come when I tell you to come, do you hear me? Your pussy belongs to me and every fucking drop of cum that comes from it is mine to swallow. Every. Single. Drop,” Ryan ordered, as he leaned in and kissed me.
His lips were full and far more powerful than I ever expected them to be. I no longer cared about where this man came from or why he already seemed to own my body with just his voice and one action like he did. All I cared about was the pleasure he could give me, and the way he made my body feel.
“Yes…” I cried out, as he smacked my cunt with his palm once more. My legs shook and my eyes rolled to the back of my head and still, I held off the pending orgasm like my life depended upon it.
“You like me owning this tight little cunt?” he questioned with two thick fingers entering me all at once, stretching me beyond disbelief.
When he added a third, I clenched around them, feeling the orgasm build inside me again. I couldn’t even answer this. I was too overcome with heat, yearning and need. His fingers stroked my pussy from the inside out and the way he worked me over told me he alone knew exactly what I needed and wanted. I watched through hooded eyes as he dropped down to his knees and pulled my ass to the very edge of the bed, his fingers still seated deep inside me. He was watching himself fuck my pussy and that was hot as fuck.
“I want your juices to coat my beard, my fingers, and my face, so come for me baby, give me your sweet cream. Let me lap up every delicious morsel. Show your mate who you belong to.”
I swallowed heavily at these dirty words. Quaking like mad with of pleasure inside me. He’d given me permission to come and fuck— was I going to come. He licked me asshole to slit, over and over again, his lips were rough and he wasn’t gentle about taking from me what he wanted —and strangely, I didn’t want him to be.
“Oh fuck, oh fuck…” I screamed. My hips lifted and he held me in place, his fingers digging into my flesh so deep I could feel his fingers on my bones, and still, I fucking loved it.
The room spun around me and the blood rushed to my ears while my body shook—then just like he promised, Ryan lapped up every single drop of my release, his fingers continuing to fuck me through every single tremor, his tongue sucking on my clit and branding my pussy.
Then—it happened all over again.
I continued to come…again and again, until I was completely spent. I never knew my body could do this. Could be manipulated and that I could climax so many times
in a row. I felt like I must know him. It had to be. How could he know how to arouse me like this and keep me there suspended in such unbearable pleasure for so long? I was floored and speechless. If this was what it was like to be ‘mated’ as he’d said…then I was ALL in!
“You’re mine forever Olivia. And as your mate, I will care for you like no one else ever has before.”
His words were soft and caressed an unknown part of me. I felt such joy and wholeness. Was this happiness? Being loved? I released a long sated sigh. I didn’t know why this sentiment meant so much to me, but when he crawled into bed beside me and wrapped his arms around me I felt at peace, as if I’d finally found my forever home as if I’d finally found my place.
CHAPTER FOUR
RYAN
Absolute perfection…that’s what she was to me. I had only ever prayed that one day I would find my true mate and here she was nestled deep into my arms, every whimper, and soft breath that passed her lips proved it to me. I tried to push the anxiety over lying to her down but it just kept rushing back to the surface. I wasn’t really lying to her when I told her she was my mate and that she belonged to me. I however, wasn’t exactly truthful in telling her she was breaking and entering before I discovered who she was. Fuck, I hated lying to her and hated even more that her memories could return at any second to ruin the fragile bond we had just created.
You must tell her the truth. My wolf growled.
I rolled my eyes at his comment and tried my best to calm my erratic heartbeat. Of course, I would tell her, as soon as everything settled down and I sealed the mating bond between us.
Now that Olivia and I were mated… well, not officially yet, but now that we had found each other, she’d slowly be able to sense my emotions and the last thing I needed was to scare her away. I’d felt certain she would shy away from me when I touched her but she proved me wrong. She was an enigma… this woman. I didn’t care about her past, in a sense that whatever happened in the past would stay there.
I would have her, all of her, baggage, emotional or physical. If anyone ever tried to hurt her, I would destroy them. I would rip their heart straight from their chest and force them to eat it. The thought pleased my wolf and I couldn’t lie and say it didn’t please me as well. I didn’t need to know how Olivia had stumbled upon my cabin. I liked to think it was fate and I would continue to go with that.
Olivia shifted in my arms a moment later; her big brown eyes were gazing up at me. She was gorgeous in every sense, and I knew she’d be a great mother to our children someday… and someday soon, if I had anything to say about it.
“Were you watching me sleep?” she asked with a mischievous grin on her face, her eyes lighting up with excitement.
I could already taste her arousal on the tip of my tongue. Did she wake up wanting me? If so, I could get used to this. I’d never been with a woman before but I definitely knew it wasn’t rocket science when it came to pleasing one. Shit, I’d already made her come with my mouth and hands. How hard could making her come with my cock be? “I was. I was thinking about how beautiful you are and how amazing of a mother you’ll be some day.” I licked my lips in anticipation of her kiss. I knew she should probably eat something, we both should, but I had to have her and please her. I needed her. Needed to be inside her, on her—I just fucking needed her.
Olivia tilted her head. “Did we ever talk about how many children we want?”
I swallowed around the sudden lump in my throat. “No we didn’t.” I shook my head, ready to lay the truth out on the line. I didn’t even get a chance to say a single word though because before the words could even come out of my mouth, her plump lips were on mine, kissing me with a liquefied passion that filled every single pore on my body.
We rolled, leaving her on top and me on bottom. She was still naked and I could feel the heat from her pussy through my jeans. It made me crazy with need and within seconds, were both ripping at my clothing throwing it to the floor in a heap.
“I can feel it…” She sighed, looking down at me, her eyes misty. “I can feel it in here.” She placed my hand over her breast.
I could feel the pounding of her heartbeat as it beat furiously against her ribcage.
“You’re my home Ryan. I don’t know how or why but I feel safe with you. I want to have your babies and be cherished by you. Will you cherish me?” She purred, rubbing her slick pussy up and down my thick hard shaft.
Pre-cum beaded the tip as it slipped between her folds.
My body throbbed at just the look in her eyes as my hands gripped onto her hips holding her in place. “I will cherish you forever, honor you, and never let you down,” I spoke through clenched teeth as she continued to move against my steel iron grip.
“Will you put a baby inside me?” her question came out more like a whisper.
I heard it and so did my wolf and he howled at the fucking moon. “Fuck yes, I will.” I growled, rolling us once more, placing her on bottom this time.
She cupped my cheek and stared into my eyes intensifying the moment between us.
I didn’t know her from Eve, not in a physical sense but my heart knew her and that was all I needed to know. My wolf told me she was ours. Now my heart told me the same. In my world, I’d been told that when a mate finds you it was instantaneous. There was no long dating and human rituals. You knew, and your wolf knew. Your mate would also know. Did I know that my mate would be a human woman? No. In fact, I stayed away from humans in general.
With Olivia though…. I didn’t care whether she was from the human world. I only cared that she was with me.
She wiggled beneath me and I pulled away giving her a little room. Is she scared? Had I come on too strong? I was afraid to lift my eyes to the bed and see the fear that reflected in her gaze. But once I did, fear was the last thing I saw. Instead, my girl, my mate was on all fours with her ass in the air, her slick pussy on full display, practically begging to swallow my thick cock.
“Put a baby in me Ryan. Make me yours,” she spoke the words over her shoulder, batting her eyelashes.
This shocked me I had to admit. This woman was so unique. So natural. Her positon was so open and submissive, her pussy revealed and offered to me like a treasure. This was also giving me the hardest fucking boner of my life. It didn’t take me but a second to lose my shit. I was shaking, my veins bulging and my entire body on the verge of shifting. I was tense and ready to fuck her like she’d probably never been fucked before…or at least I fucking hoped she’d never been fucked before.
The thought of her with another man angered my wolf further and I gripped onto the bed sheets with red-hot rage, my fingers digging into the fabric hard enough to rip it. “Have you ever fucked a man before Olivia? Or was this pretty cunt, and the cherry inside mine to take?” The air sizzled as I waited for her to answer.
“I-I’ve never fucked a man before—not that I know of—is that—is it okay?” she asked shyly as if I’d deny her simply because she was a virgin.
“Fuck yes, it’s okay, it’s more than okay.” I growled, positioning myself directly behind her. My thick member probed at her soaked entrance but I wasn’t ready to dive in just yet. I needed to cool off a little bit and I knew just the perfect way too. Spreading her ass cheeks apart, I licked her from clit to asshole, my tongue probing at the foreign area. “Someday, I’ll fuck you here.” I hissed, pressing my thumb against her puckered asshole. She moaned out in pleasure, bringing a smile to my lips.
“I want your cock,” she whimpered gazing at me over her shoulder, her eyes filled with need. She was begging me to fuck her.
I exhaled and pressed a hand to her shoulder easing her down to the mattress, so her head was lower than her ass. Then I wove my fingers through her hair and massaged her scalp watching as her pussy pulsed, her sweet cream dripping from her swollen entrance.
“I’m going to fuck you now baby. It’s going to be hard and fast. It’s going to burn and it’s going to leave you breathless but it’s go
ing to be the best damn thing you’ve ever felt before,” I warned her, preparing her for what was about to take place. She could tell me to stop right this second and I would, but I didn’t know if I could stop myself halfway through.
Being the woman she was she accepted the challenge. “Give it to me. I want all of you. Every single inch. Fuck me Ryan, put a baby inside me.”
I smiled from ear to ear with joy and slipped two digits inside her, stretching her pussy to accommodate my twelve inches. I didn’t want to tear her, or cause her harm so I needed her more than lubed up. It was only a matter of seconds before she became a bucking bronco and started fucking my hand like her life depended upon it. When I eased my fingers out of her, I heard a groan of disapproval.
“Patience. Soon, you’ll be coming so hard you won’t be able to breathe, or even think. Your pleasure will start and end with me.”
Gathering up some of her wetness, I rubbed it against my cock and placed the head at her core. I sucked in a calming breath, clenching my fists out of fear that I’d bruise her creamy flesh and watched as her wet opening swallowed my cock whole.
My eyes rolled to the back of my head. She felt like pure heaven, and exactly what I’ve waited for my entire life, for my mate, my everything. I slipped inside her, inch, by slow inch, feeling the hymen, and moan of pleasure and pain as it breaks. She whimpered from beneath me as I bottomed out inside her. I could feel her pulse beat through my cock. I bit my bottom lip hard and tasted the bitter copper of blood. Cum leaked from my cock deep inside her, and it took everything in me not to start fucking her like an animal.
Make it good for her. Be gentle. Remember, she’s fragile. I told my wolf, even though I know he should know this by now. A howl of pleasure ripped from my body, and I pulled out, and then rolled her onto her back. I needed to see her face, her eyes as she fell apart, again and again at the mercy of my cock.
