Page 67 of Mating Season

I grabbed my arm tighter. My legs were shaking on either side of his head as he slowly applied more pressure. I didn’t stop him. I knew my safe word and could end this at any time.

Yet, I didn’t.

“You want this now, but you might not want it in a few days.” Ranger spoke against my clit as he lowered his lips to taste it. The pressure from his thumb stayed steady on the smooth muscles down below. “I don’t mind waiting.”

Tension coiled low in my belly as I cried out, “That isn’t fair.”

“No?” He laughed against my center, licking and sucking as his thumb pressed harder. It crossed a barrier and new sensations overwhelmed me. “What would make it fair?”

“Is… Is…” I gasped, trying to use my voice when my sanity was trying to escape as he pressed in deeper with his thumb and continued to eat me out. “Is the rut making your decisions for you?”

I cried out as he moved his thumb in small circles, rubbing against nerves I hadn’t known were there.

“Yes and no,” he hummed against my clit. “But I’m still in control.”

“Fuck your control,” I gasped as I teetered too close to the ledge. “Lose it with me. Please!”

The orgasm that overtook me nearly made me black out. My thighs were shaking as he pulled his thumb out and pressed his usual kiss to my vagina.

I reached for him, wanting him closer.

Ranger growled as he looked up toward me with the glowing ring of his beast in his eyes. He needed a break. I knew it. His wolf was riding him hard. This was dangerous.

I licked my lips. “I want this.”

Ranger rocked back on his heels, watching me with a darkness in his gaze. His Adams’ apple bobbed as he swallowed. If I was torturing him, he was torturing me. This was only fair.

I turned over slowly, giving him my back for a moment, until I dropped my face to the mattress and put my ass in the air.

“Claim me, Alpha. Make me yours.”

His hand splayed against my back as he leaned over, lowering to speak against my ear. “Remember that you begged for this.”

With one solid thrust, Ranger slammed himself inside me. I whimpered as I buried my face in the blankets. I’d lost count of the number of times he’d filled me, but it still hurt at first each time.

“Don’t hold back,” I spoke through clenched teeth as he slowly pulled out.

“Did you think I was going to?” His dark laughter danced along my skin as he slammed himself to the hilt again.

He pulled out to the tip, making me spasm and clench around the emptiness, before he grabbed my hips and pistoned me back onto him.

Ranger set a brutal pace. One so hard I forgot to breathe. It hurt. It hurt sodamngood.

I screamed his name as his fingers gripped the roots of my hair, gathering a fistful as he pulled me back to his chest and continued to pound into me.

His thrusts were so much deeper, making me realize he’d been holding back this whole time.

“You want me to make you mine.”

“Yea… Yeah… Yes…” I stuttered as he kept fucking me into oblivion.

“It’s cute that you thought you weren’t mine already,” Ranger growled.

He smacked my clit, eliciting another cry from my lips, as he tugged my hair to the side, giving him access to my exposed neck.

The action made me tense.

Anxiety flooded my veins.

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