Page 24 of Goldie's Grumpy Grizzly
Mine. Mine. Mine.
My cock weeps with the need to sink deep, but I ignore the painful stiffness straining to burst out of my jeans. Instead, I rip away the lace while Rae gasps, then I drag my tongue through her folds and delve into her channel while she sinks her fingers into my hair. Pulling me to her, I smile into her pretty cunt and run my tongue up to her clit.
“Shit,” she hisses when I suck her there. “Cole, please.”
“Goldie, you’re so wet for me.” I slip a finger into her tight channel and watch as her hips pump to meet my strokes. “If you think anyone but your mate will be able to satisfy the craving you feel, you’re dead wrong.”
“You’re all I want, Cole. Just you.”
Her cheeks color as I haul her up my chest and angle her hips so I can taste her dripping pussy.
“Bet none of those so-called men, plural, you’ve had before worshiped this pussy of yours the way you deserve.” I bury my face between her legs, grab her ass, and guide her movements over my face so her breathing comes quick and shallow.
“No one’s touched me like this,” she gasps, grinding her pussy against me and moaning deliciously with every lash of my tongue. “There haven’t been any men, plural. There’s been no man, singular. There’s only been this. Only you.”
“Damn right. And there will never be another, sweet girl. You’re mine.”
Her eyes roll back in her head as I add a second finger and feel her stretch to accommodate that much. It’ll be a tight fit, and I’ll have to go slow, but I keep stroking her until her thighs shake and her soft cries become stuttered pleas.
“Please, Cole. I need you. Here. Now.” She slides down my body and claws at my jeans with urgent, shaking hands. Then, she grabs hold of my length, slides her palm against my swollen flesh and guides me to her entrance.
I hiss, jerking my hips against her opening and rubbing it over her sensitive clit. Her juices coat me as I keep up the sweet torture, testing the limits of my control.
“Are you sure you want this? Once I claim this sweet cunt of yours, you’ll be bound to me. Forever.”
“All I’ve ever wanted was to feel as if I belong somewhere, and I’ve never felt at home anywhere. Except in this place. With you. So, take me, Cole. I’m all yours.”
“This might hurt a bit.” Then I press the swell of my cock to her, rocking my hips and gently pushing my way into her hot, tight channel.
She moans beneath me, biting her lip in the sexiest way as she props herself up on her elbows to watch inch after inch of me disappear into her silken hole.
I want to go deeper. Fully sheathe myself in her heat. But I don’t want to hurt her.
She must’ve heard me through the bond because she reaches for me. “That feels so good, Cole. Give me more. I can take it. Stop trying to hold back.”
And so I do. I thrust all the way in, exultant when her body jolts and she throws her golden head back, screaming out, “Yessss! Oh, God, like that.”
It’s all the encouragement my bear needs.
“Is that what you wanted? For me to claim this virgin cunt and make you mine? You wanted me to take this pussy wild and raw?”
“Yes. You promised.”
“Yes, I did.” I rock into her, pleased when she lifts her hips to meet my thrusts. “I promised to fuck this pretty pink pussy of yours until you came all over my cock. I promised to fill you up with my cum and plant my cub in your womb.”
“Yessss.”
“And I can’t break a promise, can I?”
She doesn’t answer as I pull back and sink in, picking up speed and admiring how perfectly she clenches around me. How fucking perfect she looks splayed out in the meadow, under the stars, naked and glorious.
My mate. My forever.
My chest constricts. The thread that binds us winds tighter around my heart as she writhes beneath me.
Soon, she’s clenching around my cock. Clawing at my back. Chanting my name with wild abandon like a reverent incantation.
Her breath goes ragged and her body trembles. I know those urgent cries of hers means she’s close. So close, I can feel my fangs lengthening and my instincts screaming.
