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Shit, he was really going to try to fuck her like this, wasn’t he?
“Sorry…”
She started, surprised.
That was his voice, whispering in her ear. Repeating his apologies over and over again as he continued fingering her, trying desperately to get her wet enough for that massive club between his legs to get into her without damage.
Because as much as she hadn’t signed up for this, neither had he.
Her fear faded away as she turned, pressing a kiss to the side of his head.
Too late to stop now. Too late to prevent their mating. They were bonded – as completely as one could be bonded. And she wasn’t going to let Elffa turn this experience into a terrible memory they couldn’t look back upon.
She kept kissing the side of his head as she forced herself to relax. Focus on her pelvic floor. She still wasn’t wet, but his fingers finally slid into her. And it wasn’t an unwelcome sensation. She let out a soft moan of encouragement.
Yes. This was her male. Fighting against the aphrodisiac running riot through his body. He could have just taken her without a concern for her pleasure, but he wouldn’t do that because he still adored and respected her.
“Faster,” she ordered, riding his hand. Taking her pleasure for herself.
He made a rough sound. Deep in his throat. He took hold of her neck again, but this time from the back, giving her something to lean against as he worked his fingers faster.
And it wasn’t that hard to give into the pleasure.
There was nothing else. Only the two of them. Completely involved in each other. Sandy could still touch him. She nuzzled his head, she rocked on his lap, she leaned on his chest, as he shook against her. He could still control himself, but his desire for his mate was making him crazy.
They were equally desperate. Heated passion building quickly between them as she surrendered herself to this moment.
Her head fell back as she cried out, a small orgasm cramping in her lower belly.
It wasn’t much. But it was enough. When Rane notched the head of his cock back at her entrance, he slid inside much easier.
He grunted, releasing her weight, letting her drop. She cried out, surprised by how suddenly she was filled. He was too big for that to be comfortable.
But before she could even focus on the ache of the stretch, he was grabbing her face in both hands. Forcing her to look at him as he panted.
“My mate,” he said, something like joy and sadness mixing together in his voice, creating a tone that was longing and sorrowful.
“My mate,” she returned, smiling at him as she began rocking her hips. Riding him for all she was worth, as best as she could with her hands bound behind her. But that just added an edge to her frantic movements.
It was sweet torture, being unable to touch him or herself as he held her head steady, making sure her eyes never left his face. He loved having her stare at him. Loved watching her in turn as pleasure made her pant and moan and gasp.
He kissed her then. Tongues tangling together, a slippery mess between them that was as sloppy as their fucking. Inelegant and hungry and lustful. She didn’t care how she looked. The only thing that mattered was how good he felt and how much more she wanted.
“Look at me, my mate,” Rane demanded, his voice strained.
“I’m always looking at you,” she promised, not even lying. From the first moment she met him, she’d been fascinated. She couldn’t turn her eyes away. It didn’t matter what their fraught future brought them, because she would always be watching for him.
He grunted, wrapped his arms around her, suddenly keeping her still as he came. Pumping her full as she whimpered, trying to move. She had been so close. And getting closer as the pressure of his seed filling her pushed her to the edge.
But it wasn’t enough. She couldn’t even rub her clit.
“Rane, please!” She begged.
He adjusted his grip, putting one arm under her butt. With that, he stood. Her thighs locked around his hips as he began to bounce her up and down. Fucking her again. His release and her wetness combined together creating a slippery, hot mess that dripped onto the floor as he pounded up into her, using her own weight to help him.
It was rough and hard in the best way, bordering just on the edge of painful. She was helpless to do anything but try to hold onto him with her legs as he fucked her in the air. She had to rely completely on him for safety, for pleasure, for security.
And she did. Totally and completely.
