Page 50 of Winter Break

She lifts her hips. “More, Daddy.”

Fuck me. I lower my lips to hers, kiss her soundly, and then ease almost out and thrust in deeper.

A long sigh of contentment comes from my mate. “Again,” she murmurs. “It feels so good.”

I’ll never tire of making love to my girl. Not in a million years. Thank goodness she’s not hurting. I worried this first time might leave her too scared to do it again. But, no. She’s accepting me beautifully.

Cora grabs my back with both hands, gripping me with her fingertips as if she can control my movements.

I slow down my pace, wanting to enjoy this for a minute longer, prolong my release because it’s coming fast.

My girl writhes beneath me, her ankles coming to the small of my back, her fingers digging into my muscles.

When I can’t hold back another second, I empty my essence into the sweetest thing that’s ever happened to me.

My mate is perfection in every way. I will always be grateful to whatever higher power brought her to me and made her mine.

As my semen continues to pulse out of my cock far longer than I’ve ever experienced, I realize Cora came at the same time. Her pussy is fluttering around me. That’s four orgasms I squeezed out of her sweet body.

I finally drop my forehead to hers. We’re both out of breath. “I didn’t hurt you, Little doll?”

“No. It was amazing. When can we do it again?”

I chuckle. “Give me a few minutes.”

“Really?” She grins.

“Yes, sweetness, really. I already need you again at least as much as you need me.”

Chapter Nineteen

Cora

The sun is up when I finally blink my eyes open. It’s probably midmorning. Daddy made love to me two more times before we were both too exhausted to continue and finally succumbed to sleep.

He still took care of me in every way he says he will for the rest of our lives. First, he used his fingers to gather his come from between my legs and fed it to me one scoop at a time.

If an ordinary human had done this to me, I’m sure I would have balked and run from the house. But this is my mate. His serum runs through my body, making me crave the taste of his essence. I’ll never get enough of it. I lapped it greedily from his fingers.

Eventually, he cleaned my pussy carefully, covered my folds with a protectant cream, and diapered me. He also fed me a bottle even though it was hard for me to keep my eyes open.

I’m in the same spot he settled me in, between his legs, my face against his erection. Is it ever not this hard?

My heart is full as I nuzzle him, and I know he’s awake even before he threads his fingers in my hair and moans. “That’s my good girl,” he praises. He says that to me often, and I like it. I feel special. Cherished.

I’m in the middle of nuzzling his erection when I lift my head. “I love you, Daddy.”

He smiles broadly. “I love you, too, Little doll. I promise to take care of you for the rest of your life.”

“I promise to take care of you, too, Daddy.” I drop my lips to the mushroom-shaped head of his shaft and flick my tongue over the tip. This custom seemed so strange yesterday morning, but today, it’s second nature. I need his flavor in my mouth.

This is where I belong. I don’t know what we’ll do with my property, and I suspect today will be challenging when we eventually drive over and then call the sheriff. I’m not looking forward to that, but I am looking toward the brightest future I could have ever imagined for myself.

I’m the mate of a lion shifter.

He’s mine, and I’m his. It’s undeniable.

I’ll forever be grateful to have him in my life.