Page 30 of Shielded By My Mate

We probably already have.

My cock swells at the image of my fated mate pregnant, her stomach swollen with our cub.

“God, Angel. You’re so damn sexy.”

“You feel so good,” she moans, her hips rocking faster.

She slams down onto my length, her nails digging into my chest as she loses herself in her pleasure.

I tighten my grip on her hips, helping her lift and lower on my cock. Her silky walls cinch tighter around my dick, and I grit my teeth, trying to hold on. I need my mate to come before I bust.

Mira’s full tits jiggle and sway in front of my face, and I growl as I lean forward, sucking one sweet bud into my mouth.

“Ah!” she cries out, her head tipping back.

Mira rides me with abandon, her pace becoming jerky and frenzied as I tease her nipples and thrust my hips to meet her descent.

“Yes! Oh, there! There, right there!” she cries.

Her pussy clamps down around my cock. I roar, my fingers bruising her hips as I hold her in place and come with her.

Mira collapses against my chest. I snarl into her hair, gripping her waist and moving her back and forth, trying to prolong both our orgasms.

“Hmph,” Mira mumbles against my skin.

I laugh breathlessly. “What was that?”

“Dunno. Too tired to talk.”

I stroke her hair, smiling as I hear her breathing even out. “Rest, Angel.”

I can’t seem to stop touching her as she sleeps. Running my hands over her hair and down her back, I mold her curves in my palms, trying to memorize every inch of her. I want her scent all over me. I want mine all over her.

Eventually, she stirs again, propping her chin on my chest as she smiles up at me with sleepy eyes. “Now what time is it?”

“Almost five.”

“Are we going to spend all day in bed?”

I grin. “I wish, but there’s something I want to do today.”

“What’s that?”

“Get dressed, and I’ll show you.”

I pull out of her gently, taking care not to hurt her. I know she must be sore, so I gather a change of clothes for her and set them on the bed next to her before getting my own clothes.

We get dressed slowly, both of us worn out after last night’s and today’s activities. I look at Mira, smiling as I see all the love bites and marks on her body. When I see her run her fingers over the bite mark I left on her neck, my cock stiffens, and I debate postponing what I planned for tonight and taking her back to bed.

No, claim her fully. Then take her back to bed, my bear protests.

I ignore him.

“Come on,” I say once we’re both dressed, grabbing Mira’s hand and tugging her down the stairs after me. My heart races as I think about my plan.

“Where are we going?”

“I want to show you something. It’s a bit of a hike. Want me to carry you?”