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Before I can protest, Ryker hops out of bed. A few moments later, he is beside me, turning me on my back. I feel a warm washcloth on my inner thigh, and instinctively I grab for it so he doesn’t have to do anything else.
“I’m taking care of you, just let me,” he says softly before kissing my thigh and resuming his task.
I smile, letting my mate take care of me, just like I know he’ll do for the rest of our lives.
ELEVEN
Ryker
I wakeup next to the most gorgeous, precious, sexy-as-hell woman in the whole kingdom. Scratch that, the whole damn world.
Early morning light floods through the window, diffused by the gauzy curtains. The yellow-orange glow kisses the contours of her curvy little body and highlights her golden hair, making her look like a goddamn angel.
I can’t believe she forgave me and agreed to be mine. I almost lost everything, but now that I have my queen by my side, I won’t let anyone or anything take her away from me.
Malia stirs slightly, her brows furrowing in her sleep, I kiss her forehead, attempting to clear her head of any lingering doubts. Then, I carefully roll Malia onto her side and curl my large body around her smaller one.
The goddess in my arms stirs slightly, brushing her mouthwatering ass up against my morning wood. I swallow thickly, gritting my teeth against the need to plow into her right here, right fucking now. My mate has to be sore this morning. We made love six times yesterday, and she came at least twice that much. Her poor little pussy has to be worn out.
And yet, Malia grinds down on me again, letting out a quiet little moan. I can tell she’s still mostly asleep, but the fact that she still wants me in her foggy morning haze has my dick swelling up even more, begging to get inside her wet, warm heaven.
I slide my hand over her curves, following the dip of her waist and the swell of her hip, where I hold her tightly and help her rub against me. I can tell the moment she fully wakes up. Malia’s soft gasp and full-body shiver causes me to buck my hips and slide my cock up and down the slit in her perfectly round ass cheeks.
My lips find the mark on the side of her neck, and I gently brush them over the indents in her skin.
“Ryker…” She rasps out, her voice scratchy and sexy as fuck.
I lick her in the same spot, then suck on her neck, loving the way she surrenders to my touch. Fucking love tasting my mark on her, love knowing she’s mine, all mine.
Malia pushes her ass against my raging dick eagerly, letting the head of my cock tease her little entrance. I growl when I feel how wet she is, her sweet, sticky honey practically dripping out of her.
“You need something from me, little mate?” I grit out.
“You know that I do,” Malia practically whines. I’d chuckle, but I’m needier than her at this point and I feel her pain.
“Fuck,” I growl, sliding my hand around to her front and dipping my fingers into her cunt. I can’t deny my woman anything, especially when she wants exactly what I want.
Circling her hard, pulsing clit with my middle finger, I rock us back and forth, grinding my dick into her juicy ass and spurting precum all over those round cheeks. When her movements become jerky, I thrust two fingers inside her tight little channel and press the heel of my palm against her bundle of nerves.
Malia whimpers and falls apart so sweetly for me, filling up my hand with her release. Only when she’s nice and wet and relaxed for me, do I grab her top leg and drape it over mine, opening her up for me. I tease her little entrance with the head of my cock, thrusting just inside of her.
“Jesus,” I mutter. Her pussy walls pulse around the tip of my dick, massaging me and making my balls draw up tight.
That’s it. My control snaps.
I thrust inside of her and groan into the side of her neck, sucking her mark while pounding into the soft skin between her thighs. My senses are flooded with all things Malia; her hot little pussy wrapped around my cock, her citrus scent mixed with her musky-sweet arousal, her salty sweat on my tongue, her jagged breaths and broken moans filling the air around us.
But nothing compares to seeing her surrender to her pleasure, letting go of every-fucking-thing and allowing herself to succumb to her orgasm. I fuck her through it, needing more. Needing everything.
She keeps coming, her pussy snapping around me as I bring her up and over again and again. Before her last orgasm is done, I pull out and roll her onto her back, again pounding into that pretty pink pussy over and over.
“Ohmygod, I can’t, I can’t…” She shakes and moans for me, her entire body like a damn livewire, sparking and jerking each time I hit the end of her.
Malia wraps her legs around me, hooking her ankles behind my back and clinging to me while I tear into her savagely. “You can, beautiful, you can take it. Come for me again, one more time,” I demand.
I grip her ass in a punishing hold, stroking into her roughly. Driving deeper. Hitting higher. Tilting her hips so I can scrape my cock high and hard, all the way up in the front. She moans and stretches as her head thrashes from side to side and her back arcs. Her toes curl and her fingers scrape viciously down my back until they dig into my ass. She claws and convulses and rocks her hips against me, coming with a furious, frantic energy that mirrors my own.
I roar and bite down on the top of her left breast, leaving another mark as I explode inside of her. We pulse and writhe together for an eternity, clinging to each other, gasping for air as our pleasure crests and then drops us back down to earth.
