Page 53 of Forsaken

I let out a breath as he twists, grabbing the square package, and ripping it open. He rolls the condom down his cock and then moves into the same position again. He grinds against me, rolling his hips into my heat. I open my knees wider until he slips inside again. Then, I clamp my thighs down on his, keeping him there. He teases my entrance, giving me the barest hint of his size.

I squeeze his hands in mine, and we lock eyes. Teasing, he does it again, grinding so just that much more enters. My core tightens, and he groans before slamming into me all the way.

Fully seated, I cry out, pleasure rippling through me. He lowers his forehead to mine, and we sync with one another. Carefully, he releases his hold on my hands and moves his to either side of my head. Now that I’m free, I work my fingers all over him, down his side, over his hip. When I squeeze his muscular backside, he retreats and pushes forward again. Another heightened cry spills from my mouth, caught in the fabric.

Thank fate he thought of these gags.

Leaning on his hand, Nathan reaches down to hike one of my legs over his shoulder. He switches, leaning on his other hand, to press down on my hip as he starts a rhythm of exploration. I ache to rise to meet him, but his hand on my hip prevents it. Instead, I make do with angling my hips as he comes forward.

My wolf skitters near the surface of my skin. She’s eager to get as close to Nathan as she can, too. An overwhelming feeling of acceptance hits while he rolls his hips into me again and again. Even with the condom, I can feel every ridge and curve of his cock. When I can talk again, I might tell him just how much I love his dick. How I can’t get enough.

As if he can read my thoughts, he slams into me. The gasp that escapes from my mouth is raw, sucking the fabric into my mouth. I place my hands on his hips, squeezing. He picks up the pace, and we come together quicker than before. When the bed starts to get too noisy, he slows until we’re still at a controlled, steady pace that heightens my pleasure.

I throw my head back, complete bliss cascading through me, followed by a thick dose of satisfaction. I wrap my fingers around his wrist that’s holding me down and move as much as I can, meeting him. His strokes become more tense; his breathing more pronounced.

He moans, and I live for the sounds he’s making. They only serve as a boost to my own thrilling sensations.

I never would’ve guessed this would be my first sexual experience with my mate, but I wouldn’t change it for anything. It’s a memory in time of the struggles we’re going through to be together. One day, I hope we can unmute ourselves. I hope we can come together and be as loud and explosive as we want.

Until then, I’ll take just being with Nathan in any way.

I grind against him, my climax hovering. My body starts to shake, a tell he knows well. With me so close to the edge, he increases his speed, bed rocking and all, until my climax hits. Stars dust my vision, an explosion in their own right as my core spasms.

Nathan follows quickly after, pausing for a moment of pure ecstasy before he slowly works his way in and out as he drops his forehead to mine. His shoulders shudder before he lies on top of me, heavy, muted breaths filling the air.

Still seated inside me, he reaches around to untie his gag. “You, Mia, are so beautiful,” he whispers. “My friend. My lover. My mate.”

Reaching up, I tear my own gag down. “My mate,” I whisper between us, the sound like a promise, a contract being sealed under divine knowledge. There is no other one for me. I’m one hundred percent certain of it.

He runs his fingers through my hair, staring at me, eyes searching. A buzz coats my skin, and I peer down and find the same goosebumps coursing over his own skin.

“My wolf thoroughly enjoyed that,” he smirks.

I grin. “Yours wasn’t the only one.”

He moans, sinking his mouth into the curve of my neck. “I have a feeling he won’t want to wait to mount you in wolf form.”

I shiver, raw, animalistic need pouring through me. “Now, why’d you have to bring that up?” I tease.

“Hellbent on punishing us, I guess.”

I grab his jaw and stare straight into his eyes. “Soon,” I promise, pledging myself not only to Nathan, but his wolf, too.

“We’ll fight for you. Where you go, we go.”

“Where you go, we go.” I mimic, his words settling on my heart in a promise.

A feeling of weightlessness takes over. I may have a few more things to worry about, but I’ll never have to worry about Nathan’s true feelings for me. They are what they are. Fate approved or not.

I’m so lost in his stare that when the scream of an alarm fills the air, I don’t immediately recognize it for what it is.

Nathan jumps off me, panic making his eyes glow yellow.

Fear grips me like a vise as I lie there, stunned.

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Tendrils of smoke wisp under the door. Nathan struggles to yank his sweats on, condom and all. Jumping up from the bed, I search for my pajamas, and quickly slip them on as the smoke in the room thickens. I cringe as a scream pierces the air.

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