Page 86 of Twisted Mates

He reaches back under my dress and tugs my panties all the way off, pressing them to his nose and inhaling before pushing them into his coat pocket. “You are the only woman on the planet I want, Alexia. You’re more than I would have ever dared to fantasize about,” he murmurs.

I close my eyes and spread my legs further apart as he slides his hands under my dress, gripping the arms of the throne. “Goddess, Xander. You always make me feel so good.”

“I know. Because this pussy is mine. It weeps forme,” he says, parting me with his first two fingers. “I love how responsive you are. I’ve barely even touched you yet and you’re already soaked.”

“I told you,” I whimper, clenching around nothing. “You do this to meconstantly.”

“It’s all mine.Youare all mine.”

He lowers his head and breathes me in before gliding his tongue from bottom to top. My hips buck from his swirling tongue, begging for him to give me more. His hand comes down on my hip, and he holds me in place as he presses his face into me. I grind against him, loving the tickle of his beard on my thighs and how his nose nudges my clit as his tongue slips inside of me.

“You taste so sweet,” he says, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.

He works his belt loose and pulls out his hard cock. His hand slides up and down his soft skin, milking the precum fromthe tip. My throat grows dry at the sight. The only thing that can cure my thirst is a taste of him. His thumb glides over the pearly liquid, gathering it up. With his other hand, he grabs the back of my thigh and pulls me down further on the throne’s seat. Bringing his cum-soaked thumb to my mouth, he slips it between my lips.

I suck him with a moan.

“Good girls get rewarded,” he says, draping my legs over the chair’s arms. “Keep these gorgeous legs spread for me.”

“Yes, daddy.”

He lines himself up with my center and thrusts into me.

I try to be quiet, I really do, but it’s simply not possible. This is the hottest position he has ever had me in, and I can’t hold back. I let go of the arms of the throne and wrap them around his waist, gripping the globes of his ass and wishing it was his flesh I was digging my claws into instead of the material of his suit pants.

My entire body shakes as I watch him bring his middle finger to his mouth, sucking on it until it’s dripping wet. He reaches below us, and I hiss as he brushes against that part of me he has yet to claim.

“I think it’s time we start preparing you to take me here,” he says, pressing against my tight opening.

I whimper, and even as I’m nodding my consent, I tense up. “Be gentle, Xander.”

“I’ll take it easy on this gorgeous ass, but I’m fucking this pussy hard.”

The things I would let this man do to me just to hear him say them first are endless. I love that he doesn’t hold back, that he tells me just how much he loves and wants me. I have every intention of giving in to his filthy desires.

“Relax and let me in, Alexia,” he says, gently twisting his finger inside of me. “That’s it. Let me fill you up.”

I let go of my trepidation and my body opens to him. When his finger is reaching the most forbidden depths of me, his hips set a steady pace. My eyes roll into the back of my head, and I clamp around him. I’m seconds away from a mind-blowing orgasm, and I’ve lost my ability to keep my voice down.

He takes his free hand and places it over my mouth. “Shh, little wolf, do you want everyone to hear how hard their queen is getting railed right now? That’s not how a good girl would behave,” he says in a mock-chiding tone.

I groan and shake my head, and his hand moves to my throat, right under the now-healed X he tattooed the morning after we mated. “No, but can you punish me anyway?”

He pulls out of me, leaving my desire for him dripping down my thighs and my ass desperate to feel him again. “Bend over the arm of my throne.”

I hang on to my dress while scrambling to my feet. I round his chair and bend over as he demanded, presenting my ass to him. He stands behind me and wraps his fingers around my throat again, arching my head back with my ass in the air.

“You want me to treat you like a bad girl?”

“Yes,” I breathe. “Please.”

He doesn’t hesitate, bringing his hand down on my ass. My right side hurts so good with the sting.

“Again.”

He spanks me three more times before kicking my legs apart and plunging into me again. I look back to see a string of saliva fall from his lips and land on my ass. I gasp when he brings two fingers to the tightest part of me and works them inside. He pumps me hard and fast, each thrust taking my breath away.

“Keep that cunt tight. I want you coming hard on my cock,” he orders, slapping my ass again.

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