Page 53 of Mating Season

“Ranger, I…” I tried to tell him I was falling in love with him. Tried to find words to describe this delirious pain and pleasure.

“That’s not loud enough.” He growled, increasing his pace as he slammed into me. “Tell me you’re mine.”

“I’m yours!” I managed to scream as my claws dug into his back and I gathered enough strength to meet his next thrust. It was too much.

I crashed into him.

Tears burned my eyes and dripped down my cheeks as my muscles clenched and released–such a luxurious release–and my body floated back down.

“There she is. My perfect mate.” Ranger purred as he reached between us, massaging my clit as he thrust into me once more.

Hot liquid filled me.

I braced myself, nervous for what was to come, but ready to take it all. I opened my legs wider, trying to relax as his knot began to swell.

“No.” He slid me off him, wrapping my legs around his hips as my hands rested on his shoulders. “You’re not ready to take that yet.”

There was a hollow ache in my core and my beast whined in confusion as his knot swelled under my ass and his seed leaked from between my legs.

Ranger took a steadying breath and turned his face up to mine. “Kiss me.”

I couldn’t deny him that.

My lips crashed into his hungrily. I was moving on instinct, driven by an intelligence I hadn’t learned from a textbook. My body was made for his. Our lips and tongues danced, making a promise and tasting each other like it was the first time they’d ever touched.

I was still floating on the comedown, wrapped in his arms with my whole world caught up in his lips when the sharp sound of clapping surrounded us.

I cried out in shock and tried to push back. Ranger didn’t let me scramble away. He wore the easy look of someone expecting this, kissing the tip of my nose before helping me to my feet.

I stumbled a little, still sore and drunk on our lovemaking, but Ranger’s strong arms were grounding as he held me steady until I stopped swaying. He tucked a lock of wild hair behind my ears.

“Shift now and get back to your nest. I’ll be there soon.”

Yeah, no. I’d seen this movie.

“Not happening.” I shook my head.

“Would it be too much to ask for you to be waiting there for me on your knees like a good submissive?” Ranger gave a resigned sigh.

I was wearing him down.

My thighs did clench at the image his words invoked, but I brushed off my lust real quick. “I’m not leaving you alone with them.”

Them being Chad, Brett, Scott, and their posse of guards that came walking out from the forest still clapping as the camera drones followed them like an entourage.

My beast was a little hurt that none of the females were around to see Ranger coated inmyscent.

Since when did we get so vindictive?

It’s mating season.She shrugged.

“Why’d you stop?” Chad called out, laughing as he stroked himself. “Did Ranger ‘knot’ have it in him to finish?”

“Good one.” Scott chuckled.

No, it wasn’t.

Ranger didn’t rise to the bait, but he stepped protectively in front of me. I think it was more about me being naked than him being scared. Either way, I appreciated the gesture.

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