Page 19 of Ignited By My Mate

“Oh! Oh, Harris!” Lark screams, her walls spasming around my finger as I push it in and out.

She’s close. I can feel it, smell it, taste it. I want her first orgasm to be on my tongue so I can consume every drop.

My bear licks his lips in agreement, and I put more pressure on her clit.

She breaks apart for me instantly, her thighs clamping around my head as her fingers tangle in my hair, holding me against her as she comes.

I lick up her sweet juices, drinking them down. Jesus, I want to drown in them. In her.

“Harris,” she moans hoarsely, tugging on my hair.

I kiss my way up her body until my cock bumps her drenched opening.

“Please,” she begs, turning her head slightly. She’s offering me her neck, and she doesn’t even realize it.

“I have to mark you,” I growl.

She nods eagerly. “Do it,” she pants.

My cock pushes into her slightly. When her eyes meet mine, full of trust and fire, I sink my teeth into the soft skin of her shoulder where her neck meets her collarbone. She gasps, and the bondexplodes, electric and eternal, tying us together in a way nothing else ever could. I lick over the wound, sealing it.

Mate.

My bear howls so loudly in my head that it blocks out everything for a moment. When I come back to myself, I thrust into my mate fully, claiming her as mine.

Mine.

Mine.

MINE.

I can’t hold back any longer. I rut into my mate. She’s so damn tight and wet and hot. Lark screams my name, her nails biting into my arms. I love it. I look down at my bite mark on her as I move. I want her to leave her mark on me, too.

“So perfect,” I grunt as her dark eyes meet mine.

“So big,” she pants.

I grit my teeth to keep from coming. “Flattering me?”

She snorts. “It’s the truth.”

“Am I hurting you?” I ask, stilling my movements.

“No, don’t stop!” she shouts.

I pick up the same frenzied rhythm, my orgasm brewing inside me, far more powerful than I ever imagined. Lark tenses under me, her body coiling tight, and I know she’s close. I need her to come first.

I bow my head, lick over the bite mark, and that’s all it takes. Lark’s nails dig into my arms, drawing blood, and she screams as she comes.

I groan her name as I follow her over the edge, releasing deep inside her. I catch myself before I collapse on her, rolling to the side and taking her with me. I don’t pull out, my cock still nestled deep inside her.

“Wow,” Lark sighs, burrowing into me.

I grin, kissing her forehead, then her nose. “Good?”

She nods. “Uh-huh.”

Her hips move, her pussy sliding up and down my cock.

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