Releasing her flesh, I gave it another lick before moving to the opposite side to give it the same treatment. Desperate noises came from the head of the bed, but I ignored them and my aching dick. It would be better in the end this way.

I released the other side with a pop, giving the puffy, glistening skin a kiss before extending my tongue to trace over it again. This time I kept going after making a complete circuit, the circle growing smaller and smaller until it was a tight ring around her throbbing nub.

And then I stopped again.

“Carl!”

My name was half-strangled, full of outrage, and had me grinning in a way I couldn’t stop. She knew what she was getting into, allowing me to claim her, and there was no way I was going to rush a moment so meaningful. I was dying to do as she’d asked and cover the old scars on her neck with my bite, but I wanted to be sure these memories of being claimed overwrote the old ones she carried from when she hadn’t had a choice.

“Yes, my mate?”

I tried to force my expression into something a little more serious, but my lips twitched, and I could feel my eyes still crinkled at the corners. The scent of her was driving me to distraction, the need to rut riding me, but I was holding on with every bit of control I possessed.

“I’d like to actuallybeyour mate!”

The growl in her words made my cock jerk, eager to meet her challenge, as my chuckle bounced around the room.

“You will. Soon.”

Her exasperated sigh did nothing to end my amusement as I started dropping kisses on her again, starting on her soft lower belly and moving down over her mound. When I reached her clit I stuck out my tongue to give it the tiniest caress with the kiss before continuing my path downward.

My lips grew wet with her slick, the fluid already soaked into my beard and filling every breath I took with pheromones that drove me on. Made me an addict. The rest of the room was already a blur, my only focus the omega I held pinned in her nest.

“I love the taste of you,” I said before thrusting my tongue through her entrance. It wasn’t thick or long enough to give her the friction she needed, and she bucked in search of more.

Pulling on my animal side, I let my tongue grow, fucking it into her to scoop out more of her sweet desire. I felt my muscles stretch, my bones groaning as more of me tried to shift before I pulled it back and got under control.

“I could eat this pussy all night.”

I swiped through her folds again as she moaned, digging her heels into the bed although I still didn’t let her move.

“At least let me come! Please!”

A shiver rolled down my spine, my cock leaking almost as much as she was, and I couldn’t resist any longer. Wrapping my lips around her clit, I sucked, working my tongue over the little bundle of nerves as her muscles grew tighter.

Gwyn’s back arched, thrusting her breasts up until I couldn’t see her face, her thighs trying to clamp around my head. She gripped the bedding on both sides of her, twisting her hands in the blankets and threatening to undo all her hard work. I could hear her panting something that sounded like “Please” over and over, and instead of stopping on the verge like I had before, I kept going until she plunged over, spasms rocking her whole body as a fresh wave of slick gushed from her opening.

I couldn’t hold back anymore.

Surging over her body, I entered her in a smooth thrust, her eyes flying open at the sudden intrusion. Her pussy clamped around me, still fluttering with her release, her lips parted on a silent cry as she stared up at me.

She was mine.

Pulling back, I slammed my hips forward again, rocking her body beneath me. A steady growl poured from me to fill the room, and I was too far gone to stop it.

I needed her. More than the air filling my lungs.

Pulse pounding in my ears, I continued to fuck her, slowly losing control of my form. I’d planned to wait longer, give her more time to prepare, but my body had other plans. Claws burst from my fingertips, slicing through the sheets on each side of her where I braced myself. Fur rippled down my arms, the limbs growing thicker and longer as muscles stretched, and bones groaned.

I felt Gwyn pulse around my shaft again, her cry mingling with my snarls as I fucked her faster. Her eyes remained open, locked on mine as more bones shifted and my face started to protrude into a muzzle. I knew it was a terrifying sight, my were-form an ugly mingling of my grizzly and the man I usually was, but the look in her eyes never changed. There was no flash of fear, or regret, and if it was possible for me to love her more, I did.

The change continued down my body until I was hunching over her, my size dwarfing hers. Her fingertips could barely reach my shoulders, and she tangled them in my fur to hang on as I rutted into her.

I didn’t miss her groan as my shaft changed as well, growing along with the rest of me, and if I’d have been in control of myself, I would have slowed at the crease between her brows, but I was beyond that point. I didn’t completely give up control in my were-form the way I did as a bear, but we merged, his side bringing forward instincts and drives I kept buried as a man.

Her pussy was tight around me, only her slick and the fact that she was an omega allowing me to keep fucking her this way. My knot was already starting to balloon, the thickness butting up against her lower lips but unable to pass through the entrance. Despite another orgasm making her arch and tremble, the last bit of me still couldn’t fit, and I was desperate to feel her clenching around my knot.

Sitting up on my heels, I pulled my claws from the mattress. Her channel was fluttering around my shaft as I carefully slid my palms over her shoulders to her breasts, leaving thin red lines on her flesh where my claws dragged over it. Not cutting, but leaving marks that flared against her pale skin.