AllFreeNovel
Share Us
When I come back down, Ryker kisses my forehead so gently, then nuzzles my neck, his lips ghosting over my mark.
“Can your gorgeous little body take any more?” he asks before pulling my earlobe through his teeth.
“Fuck…” I exhale. “Fuck yes.”
Ryker growls and pulls out of me, flipping me on my stomach and pulling my hips back. He squeezes and massages my ass cheeks before pulling them apart and stroking his cock up and down my slit, from my clit all the way to my back entrance.
I shudder at the thought of him taking me there. I should be scandalized, right? But instead, I’m absolutelydrippingat the thought. As if reading my mind, Ryker leans over me, his muscled chest covering my back, and kisses between my shoulder blades.
“Not today, beautiful. But soon, I’m going to have every inch of you.”
I whimper and nod my head, suddenly feeling empty without him filling me up in some way. “I need you, Ryker,” I beg.
“Need you too, my sexy little mate,” he grunts, slapping my ass once and then thrusting all the way inside me.
“Ryker,” I moan, gasping for air and digging my fingers into the mattress. “Oh god, you’re so deep, so deep…”
I trail off, unable to complete the thought as Ryker pistons in and out of me, hitting that special spot with each powerful stroke.. I press my body back into him, increasing the friction and causing us both to cry out.
Ryker slides one arm under my hips to keep me in place while he fucks me savagely. His other hand skims up my back, the soft feeling of his fingertips tickling up my spine intensified by the hard pounding he’s giving me.
I feel his fingers twist in my hair, pulling my head to the side so he can lean down and kiss me. His abs flex and tense against my lower back as Ryker stuffs me full of his dick and tongue at the same time.
I bite his lip, and he snarls into my mouth, making me even wetter for him.
“I want to feel you come apart like this,” he says in a gravelly whisper before kissing the spot between my neck and shoulder.
Before I can respond, Ryker pinches my clit and bites my shoulder, making my pussy snap almost painfully tight around him.
“Goddamn, I love feeling you come around me. You’re incredible.”
I think he’s going to follow me over the edge into bliss, but instead, he pulls out and flips me back over, entering me again in one swift motion.
“Ryker!” I scream, coming again, or maybe still. I claw at his back as my body jerks, every movement sparking a deep, insatiable need.
“Mate,” he grunts, holding himself up by one hand beside my head. His other hand grips my hip and steadies my trembling body as he buries his massive dick inside of me again and again, tearing me apart ruthlessly in the best way possible.
Each stroke winds me up, up, up, my pleasure mounting into an almost unbearable orgasm. Everything goes white as my climax ravishes me from the inside out. My back bows, pressing my tits up against Ryker’s hard muscles, and then I curl up in his arms, burying my head in his chest right as he roars his own release.
His arms give out, and Ryker collapses on top of me, his large, warm body blanketing mine and keeping me sheltered from the storm of emotions and sensations rushing through my body. He tries to roll away, but I cling to him, needing his skin on my skin just a little bit longer.
“I don’t want to crush you, beautiful,” he chuckles into the side of my neck before kissing me there.
Ryker rolls to the side but keeps me in his arms, pressing me close to his body. My eyes are closed and I’m still shaking from my multiple orgasms, but Ryker slowly calms me down with the gentle touch of his fingertips swirling over my skin.
When I open my eyes, I’m floored by the look of awe in his deep blue eyes.
“That was…Jesus, that was amazing.”
I nod and grin at him, giggling when he kisses all over my face. Ryker tucks my hair behind my ear and presses his lips to mine, just savoring our closeness.
We stay like that for a while, on our sides, facing one another. My mate runs his hand up and down my curves, tracing my outline, drawing me into being, giving me shape and purpose and meaning.
“How are you feeling?” he finally asks, breaking the silence.
“Like I couldn’t move even if you paid me a million dollars,” I reply.
“Then I did my job right,” Ryker grins. “Besides, you don’t have to move. I’ll be right back.”
