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I take longer, slower, strokes, building the tension for both of us.
“Asher,” Lotta gasps. “I need…”
I pull out and wrap an arm under her torso, squeezing one breast roughly as I deliver a flurry of hard spanks to her upturned ass. “I know what you need,” I growl. I spankher even harder, catching the backs of her legs where ass meets thigh. “I fucking know what you need. I’m your goddamn mate.”
“I know, I know,” she pants. “Please.” I love that she’s begging now. “Give it to me. Please Asher. I need it.”
My cock is so hard it feels like it will burst. My sanity is slipping.
“Okay, baby. Hands on the ground. Fold all the way over, now.” I pull her hips back and make her take a step away from the boulder, so there’s room for her hands to drop to the foot of the rock.
Her legs are shaking hard, but I kick them wider and hold her steady to position her in a downward dog pike position. When I enter her from this angle, I get in deep.
She shrieks her pleasure. “Yes!”
“I know.” I grip her hips and bang her hard.
She bends her knees to brace against my thrusts, arching back, driving into me as I drive into her.
“Uhn. You feel so good,” I groan. I slap my hips against hers, loving the sound of flesh colliding with flesh. Loving the sight of this slip of a female arched to receive me. “I justcan’twith this ass.” I slide my thumbs around to tug her asscheeks open again.
She cries out at the sensation. “Asher! Oh, Fate. Please! Please!”
I want to come inside her so badly, but, of course, it’s out of the question. I squeeze my eyes closed and meter breath through my nostrils to hold off. A little longer. I don’t want it to end.
Somehow my brain cobbles together a plan for us to orgasm together. I pull out of her and shove three fingers into her sopping channel, pressing her anus with my thumb. She climaxes hard around my fingers at the same time Ifist my cock with the other hand and coat her beautiful ass with cum.
We both vocalize our release, our voices an offering up to the wind. To the silver moon. To the mountain.
I coax out another release and then another from each of us, waiting until the last one dies, and then shifting the position of my fingers to trigger the next.
When at last it seems we’ve both wrung out every last drop of ecstasy, I slide my fingers out of my beautiful mate and help her to stand. Her legs don’t hold her, though. She looks up at me, her eyelids flutter, and then she collapses against my body in a dead slump.
Chapter Twelve
Lotta
The scent of my mate.
Trees brushing against my skin.
Jostled movement.
The sound of running water.
I only catch snippets of consciousness until I find myself enveloped in warm water.
I crack my eyes open and blink, looking around. I’m in my bathtub. Asher crouches beside me, soothing the flush from my face with a cool washcloth. He fills out his worn, faded Wolf Ridge t-shirt in an indecent, delectable way.
Oh, Fate–the way he took me tonight. I turn my palms up to see if the skin is still torn from pushing against the rock.
It is. I haven’t healed yet. Something’s wrong with me.
My stomach rumbles.
“What happened?” I try to sit up. Try to take charge of the situation. I absolutely hate how out of control I feel around Asher. Because of Asher.
He puts two fingers against my sternum. Withjust those two fingers, he applies enough pressure to keep me firmly in place. “Don’t move yet. You passed out. When was the last time you ate?”
