Page 315 of Labor of Love

“Don’t bite off more than your tiny hole can handle,” he warned in a deep rumble.

“The thing about cat shifters,” I whispered in his ear, “is that we’re very…pliable.”

The sound that came from him was guttural. Luca lifted my legs and bent me in half, as if testing just howpliableI was. He lined himself up with my hole. Even just the tip of his cockheadbreaching me already felt so good, I anticipated just how earth-shattering it’d be when he was all the way inside me.

He didn’t keep me waiting long, though he didn’t stop being a fucking tease, either. His blue eyes were bright with joy as he slipped inside inch by each infuriating inch.

“Hurry,” I pleaded and tried grabbing him and forcing him inside, but in my current position—bent in half with my legs over my shoulders—I was at his mercy.

“Don’t want to hurt you,” he replied. Heavens, I had never been more infuriated with someone being so considerate.

“You won’t hurt me, but if you don’t hurry and fuck me like you mean it, I might have to bring my claws out to play.”

My threat was met with another grin. “You’re a feisty little kitty.Myfeisty kitty.” He pressed the words into my lips, then swallowed my moans as he gave me exactly what I wanted, filling me completely with one fluid motion of his hips.

I couldn’t even register the pleasure as my orgasm tumbled out of me. Warm jizz painted our stomachs as my hole clenched tightly around his girth as he fucked me through my pleasure.

“Fuck, Onyx. You feel so good. You’re perfect. So perfect for me,” Luca babbled as his nose found the crook of my neck, where I was sure my pheromones were leaking like crazy. He took in my scent, breathed it in like it was the only thing giving him life right now, and then he was coming with me.

A soft grunt accompanied by the sweetest whisper of my name echoed in my ear as his weight crumbled on top of me. I wrapped him in a hug—at least as much as I could in this position—and brought his lips to mine in a slow, savoring kiss.

There was no doubt there was chemistry between us. And the attraction I had for him? I couldn’t say if itwasbecause of the whole being fated mates or what, but I did know I was growing very fond of my Golden Retriever.

5

LUCA

Ispent the rest of the night sinking into Onyx’s tight heat every chance I got. He was perfect for me in every way. We were molded just for each other.

My rut made it impossible to do much else besides fuck and sleep. We’d ended up in my room at some point, and as I dozed off, I remember feeling something warm and wet against my skin. I tried to avoid it, but Onyx’s sweet voice murmured something about cleaning me up. I knew I was safe with him, so I let him do whatever he wanted.

I woke up in the middle of the night, burning with renewed desire from the rut. It didn’t help that Onyx was in my arms, back pressed against my chest, ass right where it belonged, snuggling my already hard cock.

He was snoring softly, probably exhausted from keeping up with my rut. The bright moonlight shone through the window, casting a soft glow on Onyx’s dark skin and illuminating the bite marks I’d left all over his body.

He really was the most beautiful person I’d seen, in his sleeping form, covered in marks that proclaimed him mine. And I desperately wanted that.

My instincts screamed at me, telling me he was my omega. I wanted to have a family with him and grow old with him. Even in the short time I’d known him, my heart already belonged to him.

Then the thought of him pregnant and swollen with my children made keeping still while holding him that much harder. I wanted to stay like this and give him time to rest, but I kept thinking about a future with him in my bed, breeding him every night until my pheromones permeated his skin. Anyone who got close to him would know he belonged to me. And then, when his belly grew, it would be physical proof that he already had an alpha.

He’d look so fucking sexy carrying our child with a large belly and milk leaking from his nipples. I’d lap up every single drop, making sure none of it was wasted.

The thought had something inside of me going feral. A hungry groan came from my chest, and as much as I didn’t want to disturb Onyx, I couldn’t help but thrust between his ass cheeks. It felt nowhere as good as being inside of him, but this was Onyx, and honestly, with how amplified my rut was from spending it with him, I could probably come on command if he ordered it.

Onyx’s plump ass cheeks felt so good sliding over my erection. I didn’t know what he was dreaming about, but it had his slick leaking and gliding the way for my thrusts.

I bet he was still loose from taking me all night, and I could just slip in now. I wanted to sink into his warmth and stay there until his insides molded to my shape and accepted only me.

He’s mine, mine, mine.

“Onyx,” I moaned, nose pressed against his neck where his pheromones were the strongest. I nibbled the area, and the taste of him was enough to have me spilling all over his back.

My breath became even heavier seeing him covered in my seed. It was the most perfect sight, and it had me so fucking hard again.

I wanted to keep my claim on him, but I knew how uncomfortable it was to have cum drying on your skin, so I got up to find a washcloth.

Onyx moaned a disapproving sound when I shifted, and when I returned to wipe him clean, his eyes openedgroggily.

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