by Jenika Snow
“Jessie,” he said against her mouth.
“Mmm,” Jessie responded.
“I need to be inside of you.”
“You’re hard?” She joked, because of course she could feel the hard, massive erection he sported. She licked her lips, feeling playful. “Why are you asking?” She lifted a brow. “You know,” she said and ran a finger down his neck and to the collar of his shirt. The first few buttons were undone, and his tanned, hard skin was visible. “I do like it when you go all alpha on me.”
He made a low, dangerous sound, and it had her pussy creaming so much if she’d been wearing panties they’d be soaked.
“You asked for it,” he said in a distorted voice, his moose right there at the surface. He had his mouth on hers a second later and his hands in her hair. He kissed her like this was the first time and he was starving for her, like he was desperate for her touch. She couldn’t help but moan against his mouth and grab onto his arms, stabilizing herself for his erotic onslaught. He took a step back from her, and she swallowed the lump that had suddenly formed in her throat. Jessie didn’t move as Easton went for his shirt, slowly unbuttoned it as he watched her with hooded eyes, and tossed it to the ground. She took in the tanned, hard flesh that was revealed, and the pure animal strength he wielded. He was such a big man, at six-foot-eight, and making her feel so small compared to him. She’d never get sick of looking at the muscular ridges of muscles that made up his six-pack, his defined pecs, and his bulging biceps.
God, but was she turned on.
Easton stood there, his jeans now unbuttoned and hanging off his lean hips. “Take off your clothes for me, baby, and do it nice and slow.”
Hearing him say that had her pulse throbbing between her thighs. It was as if his words alone elicited something deep inside of her, drawing out her needs and wants and combining it all in one hard package that represented this intense mated arousal.
When she didn’t move right away he groaned and grabbed his erection through his pants.
“Baby, I’m dying over here, but I want to go slow, need to even.”
Her hands shook as she lifted them and gripped the hem of her shirt, slowly peeling it up and over her head. What she wanted was hard and fast, but she liked this side of her moose shifter, too. And then her shirt was off and the cool air brushed along her exposed nipples. She cupped the mounds for him, playing with her nipples between her thumbs and forefingers.
“Fuck, Jessie.” He was breathing heavy now, and still touched himself through his jeans. “Damn, baby. No bra or panties? You’re playing dangerously by not wearing a bra for those big, mouthwatering tits.” A moment of silence passed between them. “And now take off the skirt and let me see that bare pussy of yours.” His voice hitched, and she could see his chest rising and falling a bit faster as he looked at her breasts.
Hands now on the waist of her skirt, she slid the material down her thighs. Once at her feet she kicked it off. Winter was around the corner, but they’d been experiencing some warmer days, hence why she’d been wearing the skirt and forgone the panties. Even though the chilled air hit every part of her, the very knowledge that he was staring at her had her body hot.
She stood there totally naked, aside from some very unattractive house slippers. Her gaze was locked on his, trying to decipher what was going through his head. She let her gaze travel down the length of his body again, stayed a little longer admiring the tight V of muscles that disappeared beneath his jeans. Jessie swallowed hard when she saw his erection pressing against the material, as if trying to tear through.
Her mouth watered, and her pussy clenched. She knew how big his cock was, and how stretched she would be once he shoved all those thick, hard inches into her.
“Come here.” Voice low and deep, Easton crooked his finger at her, commanding her to come to him. She knew he could hear her heart beating, could probably see her pulse jumping right beneath her ear. That first step toward him was the most exhilarating, and soon she found herself right before him, her breath coming in short, hard pants. His gaze seemed to be riveted to her chest, but she saw him lower his eyes until she knew exactly what he was looking at … her pussy. Just knowing that he was looking at that part of her body had a shudder leaving her. She felt soaked and squeezed her legs together, but all that did was put pressure on her clit.
“I’m going to fuck you so good, baby.” He said those words in a harsh whisper.
She looked down at his bulge once more, but Easton lifted her head up with a finger under her chin. There was this low rumble that left him, and she knew his animal was close to the surface, as it always was when they had sex. Their combined breathing was harsh, and she knew that there would never be anyone she wanted more than Easton.
Before they could do anything she dropped to her knees. Jessie couldn’t lie and say being right in front of his cock, even if it was still behind his jeans, didn’t make her even wetter.
The cold, tile beneath her knees sent a flash of discomfort and pleasure up her body. His erection was right in front of her face, straining against the material, insistent on being free. Good God, she wanted his dick in her mouth, wanted to taste the pre-cum at the tip that she would know would be covering the bulbous head.
“Damn, Jessie baby. I could come just looking at you on your knees right now.” He cleared his throat. “You want to suck my cock?”
She nodded and licked her lips as she looked up at him.
“Then go on and take it out.”
She lifted her hands and undid the rest of his jeans until the material fell off of his lean hips and pooled around his feet. His cock sprang free, and she was so close that the slickened tip actually brushed along her mouth. Jessie licked her lips again, and Easton groaned above her. His gaze was heavy lidded, and his face was a little flushed. His pupils were fully dilated, and she saw the flash of his inner animal right there below the surface.
“Go on, baby, hold onto the root of my dick and suck it into that lush little mouth of yours.”
Her pussy was so soaked her cream slid down her inner thighs, and Jessie did exactly what he told her to do. He grunted when she gripped him around the base of his cock.
“God, can we skip the foreplay and go right to the fucking?” The words tumbled out of her mouth before she could stop them. She was just so turned on. Easton grabbed her nape and pulled her forward gently. A gasp left her at the pleasure that slight pressure caused.
The bulbous head of his dick was flushed red, and a drop of pre-cum dotted the slit at the tip. Her mouth watered, and she leaned forward, engulfing the crown into her mouth. She moaned at the salty, musky flavor that covered her taste buds. He groaned and tightened his hand in her hair, his nails digging into her scalp. She sucked in more of his length and ran her tongue along the underside of his cock.
Jessie tried to get even more of him into her mouth until she felt the tip of him hit the back of her throat. She continued to take as much as she could, bobbed her head back and forth until her eyes watered, and held onto his thighs as he started fucking himself in her mouth.
It turned her on to hold this control over him, and she did hold a lot of power over this big moose shifter.
“Christ, baby.” Easton groaned and jerked in her mouth until he hit the back of her throat once more. He fucked her mouth slow and easy, and she found herself moving her tongue along his flesh, tasting a burst of saltiness as his semen coated her tongue. She wanted him to come in her mouth, wanted to swallow every last drop until she smelled and tasted like him.
“Fuck, yes.” He had his fingers tangled in her hair, and he started thrusting hips more frantically. “Take all of my fucking cock and drink my cum.”
She breathed out through her nose and moaned. Closing her eyes she focused on getting him off. They could have sex later. Right now was about pleasing her mate. His pleasure was her pleasure.
She still gripped his strong thighs, and then moved her hands behind him until she felt the firm, taut
cheeks of his ass. Damn, he was muscle all over. They flexed while he pumped his hips back and forth. Jessie knew when he was close to getting off, and she dug her nails into his flesh further.
He pumped forward once, twice, and stilled on the third time. He buried his cock all the way in her mouth until she felt his balls bump her chin and his cum slide down the back of her throat. She moved her hand down between her thighs, and rubbed her clit with her finger back and forth while Easton still pumped shallowly inside of her. Jessie knew she would get off in a matter of seconds, and as soon as she thought about that she came, moaning along his length.
Once her orgasm waned Easton had his cock pulled free from her mouth and was helping her to stand seconds later. Her legs were wobbly, and this sense of euphoria gripped her tightly.
“I’m going to be the one that makes you come, baby.” He had her in his arms and was striding toward their bedroom. Once inside he strode to the massive bed and set her on it, but before she could move he gripped her legs and pulled her so her ass was hanging off the mattress. There was no waiting with Easton, not when he was in alpha mode. He pushed her legs apart and buried his face between her thighs within seconds.
The pleasure was instant, and she knew she wouldn’t be able to hold off from coming. Gritting her teeth, she bunched the sheets in her hands as he pulled her labia apart and licked and nipped at her sensitive flesh. When he sucked her already oversensitive clit into his mouth and pushed a thick finger into her, twisting and curling it inside of her so he hit her G-spot, she came hard and fast for a second time.
The cry that left her was intense, and she bit her lip hard enough that the tangy metallic flavor of blood coated her tongue. He didn’t stop eating her out until tremors worked through her and she was gently pushing at his chest. Easton moved up the bed and pressed his mouth right on hers. He was almost brutal as he shoved his tongue into her mouth and made her taste herself on him. He moved his hands behind her and cupped her ass. His cock was starting to harden again between their bodies, and she lifted her hips, needing the contact. She may have just gotten off, but she would always want him, and always need her mate.
He was the only one for her, the only one that would ever make her feel this way.
“I love you, mate.” He murmured against her mouth, and moved one of his hands away from her ass to between their bodies. And then he was pressing the tip into her opening and sliding all the way in. “You’re mine, Jessie.” He pulled out and pushed into her again. “All fucking mine.”
“Yes, Easton. Always. I’ll always be yours.” And that was all she could say, because Easton was fucking her like neither of them had just gotten off.
Life seemed too painful without Easton, and she knew it was the same for him. This was her life, he was her mate, and she was glad she didn’t have to be alone anymore.
The End
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