Page 52 of Urban Gladiator

“Do you really think with my powers returned that I can’t handle myself?”

She had a point. But still. “I don’t care. My wolf won’t allow you to be unprotected. So do the damn spell and then get your ass in the tub.”

“Careful. You’re beginning to sound like you care about me,” she teased with a cheeky grin.

“I do.”

She inhaled a deep breath. And for a split second, I thought she was going to respond. But she turned away. Disappointment sliced through me like a blade.

Ember lifted her arms like before, and I stared in wonder at the power within her. She might even be more powerful than Simon.

The moment the shield was in place, the forest sounds dimmed. Like the shield kept out not only the supernaturals but the birds and beasts of the forest as well. But I was glad for the barrier. This way I could focus on my mate and the small slice of time we were being given.

The moment her arms lowered, I grabbed her hand and pulled her back inside the tent. “If you don’t want me to rip the gown to shreds, I suggest you remove it.”

I was already removing my clothing. She winked flirtatiously. The little minx. She undid the stays on her dress, and the garment slithered down her supple form.

My cock stood hard and aching.

Naked. Her nipples pebbled into taut points. She sauntered over, licking her lips. But then she gracefully slid to her knees before me and circled my shaft with her delicate hand. I hissed at the illicit sensation.

Ember’s gaze connected with mine. She leaned in, her tongue darting out, and lapped at the drops of precum seeping from the slit. Her tongue circled the head. I clenched my hands into fists, allowing her to touch me without interference.

That hot mouth of hers enveloped the head. I sucked in a ragged breath at the pleasure. After two hundred and thirty-three years, there had only ever been one woman who made my knees weak. And I was staring at her. Ecstasy coiled and tightened low in my abdomen. I groaned as she lowered her mouth the rest of the way, taking my dick deep inside her mouth. And deeper still.

Ember deep-throated me. Her lips touched the base of my staff. Tears leaked from her eyes. And I figured she’d killed me because it had never felt this divine with anyone. But then she retreated and released me before repeating the action again and again.

Sweat beaded at my temples and rolled down my back at my restraint. Because all I wanted to do was grip the sides of her head and fuck her mouth until I came.

My mate was giving me the mother lode of blow jobs. Her hand cupped and massaged my balls while her mouth worked magic on my shaft. She hollowed her cheeks and bobbed her head up and down my length.

And then I smelled it. Her desire. It spiced the air in the tent. The only way to stop my wolf from doing the one thing I swore I would never do was to bury myself inside her sweet cunt.

I gripped her head and pulled her off my dick.

She stared up at me, breathing heavily, questions in her eyes. But before she could voice them, I hauled her to her feet and then lifted her further, wrapping her legs around my waist. Ember looped her hands about my neck.

Ember’s cunt was drenched. Fitting my length at her opening, I plunged. Her pussy welcomed my cock. Her slick heat clutched at my shaft, attempting to draw me even deeper inside. Her throaty moan had me snarling.

My hands grabbed her stellar ass when I bottomed out. And I held us there, feeling her cunt pulse around my shaft.

“Are you going to fuck me? Or are we just going to cuddle like this?” She challenged me with an arched brow, and her lips curled at the ends.

And fuck, but I could love this woman. I was already halfway there. “Just hang on to me, mate.”

Using my hands, I lifted her up and down my dick, loving the way her pussy clamped down on me. She rocked her hips as we established a rhythm. And I’d never been so consumed by a woman. Even knowing she was my mate, it was a singularly unique experience.

I loved fucking this woman. She was engaging and passionate. And that was in addition to all her other attributes.

I kept my strokes measured, enjoying the interplay of emotions and the little sounds she made. This woman had been crafted for me. A key sliding into a lock. We were in sync with each other. I couldn’t get enough. I doubted it would ever be enough. And we only had a few days before I would be forced to let her go.

Needing her with near violence, I increased my pace, fucking her as if our lives depended upon it. For a moment, just a brief flash, I wished my seed would take root and remove the decision from our hands. Because if she carried my child, my wolf would never let her leave. But without claiming her, my seed would never take root.

I wanted to rage at the unfairness of it all. I wanted to curse fate for being so cruel to gift me with my mate only to make it impossible for us to be together. A handful of days would never be enough. Hell, a thousand years wouldn’t be enough with this woman.

Pleasure arced along my spine, drawing my balls taut.

I slammed inside her, and Ember whimpered as she exploded. Her pussy clamped down on my dick, rocketing me over the edge.

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