I might.
Sure feels like it with my cock throbbing against my fly and my beast fighting for control every second I’m not buried deep inside her. Not going there yet, though.
Not until my mate is done cumming on my face.
Vera lets out a keening cry as I spread her wider and tease both sides up and down, never lingering long on her clit. I know she wants it. I can scent her need getting closer to desperation every second.
When her fingers card through my hair and grip me tight, I nearly lose it. My cock jerks in my pants. I grunt as she tugs me up to plant my mouth over her little bud, and there’s no more denying her.
“Bas, I swear to god if—”
I cut her off by sucking the whole hood into my mouth and sliding the flat of my tongue over the engorged tip. After that I’m no longer completely aware of each separate action. All I know is her taste running down my chin, her hand pulling my hair tight, her little cries as she grows closer and closer.
Then she bursts on my tongue, flooding us both with juices, shaking and trembling in my arms. It’s so beautiful I hold a few more beats, drawing it out, cupping her ass to stop her from escaping.
Then I pull back, licking up what’s left of her pleasure. I don’t waste a drop.
I’m beyond ready at this point. Gingerly I unfasten my trousers and wince as the shift in pressure allows my cock to grow even bigger. When I’ve shucked my pants, I palm my dick, stroking gently. Every motion is over-sensitized, every inch of me scorching hot.
Vera is raised on her elbows, watching me with hunger.
“Do you want me to use a condom?”
A little spark flares in her eyes. “No. Is that bad?”
“I haven’t been with anyone else for a long time.”
“I haven’t been with anyone else bare,” she says.
I damn near lose it right then. I shut my eyes and breathe deep, but that only draws in more of her luscious scent, which is everywhere now.
I lean forward, bracing over her. “Can you—”
“Take it?” She grins. “You know I can.” She holds her arms out for me.
I’m still cautious. “Last time you were in heat.”
She groans when I rub myself through the juices left on her pussy. Just that has my balls tightening, makes me even harder.
“I can take it,” she insists.
I have to press my eyes shut again as the tip slides into her body. For a few precarious seconds I hover there, not pushing further, holding my weight off her.
Then I look down, and she meets my gaze. I reach for the bond without thinking, see her eyes widen as she senses me.
We don’t need words as I push forward inch by inch. With her open to me, I can feel exactly when she needs me to slow, to pause; exactly when she’s ready for more.
It hardly feels like any time has passed before I’m fully seated and yet somehow a whole lifetime has. My reservations are gone, and all I see in her eyes is trust.
“Made for me,” I whisper as I pull back and inch forward again.
Vera holds my gaze with wonder in her expression as I slowly increase my speed. I sink deep, pull back, and sink deep again, lost in the connection.
I lean in, grinding against her, and her teeth sink into her bottom lip. “Right there!”
“Good?”
She doesn’t answer with words. Through the mate bond she draws me closer, her pussy squeezing me even tighter.
