Page 36 of Rejected Pregnant Mate

Her voice wavered slightly, her pupils dilating. "I won't."

"You will," I growled, "because the only way to make this pain stop is to let me help you."

"You don't understand," she insisted, pushing at my chest weakly. "I'm not in control of myself anymore."

"Neither am I." I dipped my head, bringing my lips close to her ear. "The way you smell, the way you're shaking, it's making me lose my fucking mind."

She whimpered, but she didn't try to move away from me. Instead, she pressed closer, her hands gripping my shirt. The feeling of her breath against my neck made me shiver, and I closed my eyes for a second, trying to keep myself from doing something that would scare her. But when I opened my eyes again, she looked up at me, her mouth open. Her lips were wet, and I could feel her trembling against me, her hips shifting slightly.

Fuck. My self-control was only so strong.

I kissed her, and she melted against me, her arms wrapping around my neck. Her heat hit me like a punch to the gut, my wolf clawing at my chest and urging me on. I groaned when I felt her hand sliding into my hair and pulling me closer. She was kissing me back eagerly, as if she'd been waiting for this her whole life. I'd barely touched her, and already she was shaking, and I could smell the arousal on her. The scent of her heat was everywhere now.

"Say you want me, Nayeli," I murmured against her skin, "Let me help you."

She pulled back to look at me, her eyes hazy, her lips swollen from my kisses. "I want you. But...this isn't a good idea."

I growled, hating that she was still trying to put up a fight. "The longer you wait, the worse it's going to be for you."

"It's already bad," she said, and then pressed her body against mine, making me hiss between my teeth. I was so hard that I was surprised that I hadn't come just from the feel of her soft curves against me. And when she looked up at me through her lashes, biting her lip, I almost lost it.

"Nayeli..." I groaned, resting my forehead against hers. "Don't test me."

Her scent changed, and I knew she liked hearing me say her name like that. It was too much. I grabbed her hips and spun her around, pushing her against the counter. She gasped, but I could tell by the way she moaned that she loved the way I was handling her.

I pressed myself against her ass, groaning at the feeling of her curves against me. "Do you want me to fuck you?" I asked, reaching around her to cup her breast and roll her nipple between my thumb and forefinger. "Tell me, Nayeli."

She pushed herself back against me, and I gripped her hip hard. She whimpered when she felt how hard I was. "Yes, I want you."

"That's good," I growled, "because there's no going back now."

I slid my hand down her stomach, sliding my fingers under the waistband of her pants. Her underwear was soaked, and I could feel the heat radiating from her core as I slipped my finger into her panties. She moaned as I stroked her gently, and then with more force. "So wet, so ready for me."

She leaned back against me and gasped, arching her hips forward to press herself against my hand. I kissed the side of her neck, feeling my wolf growl inside my chest as I worked my fingers between her legs. Then, swiftly, I pulled my fingers away and spun her, grabbing her hips and lifting her onto the cafe counter. "Hips up," I demanded.

She raised her hips obediently, and I pushed her jeans down over her thighs. She kicked them off the rest of the way, and I ran my hands up her legs, pushing her knees apart. Her slick covered her inner thighs, and she was trembling as I pulled off the last layer between me and her sweet pussy. Her lacy panties joined her jeans on the floor, and then she was all mine.

"Beautiful," I groaned.

She looked up at me from under her lashes, blushing, lips parted. Nayeli watched, enraptured, as I lowered myself to my knees and pushed her legs open wider, running my hand along the inside of her thigh. My thumb brushed over her clit, and she sighed softly, arching her hips up to meet my touch. My mouth was already watering by the time I finally allowed myself to dip my head down and taste her for the first time.

My wolf growled in satisfaction, the feeling of finally getting what he'd wanted for so long overwhelming us both. Nayeli cried out when I licked her slit, gripping the edge of the counter. I took my time, savoring every sound she made and every taste of her pussy on my tongue. I circled her clit over and over, sucking it between my lips every few seconds as I worked two fingers into her tight channel.

She was so wet, so slick for me that her body eagerly let me in, and I crooked my fingers to hit that secret bundle of nerves deep inside her. She shuddered, her eyes rolling back in her head, and I could tell that she was getting close. Her walls clenched around my fingers, and I could feel the tension in her body building.

Nayeli ground her hips against my face, but I didn't give in to her wordless begging for me to pick up the pace. I kept things slow, savoring her taste, the sweet sounds she made, and the way she squirmed when I touched her just right. I watched her carefully, learning what she liked and what drove her insane, and I had to stop myself from going too hard and too fast.

"Please," she whined. "I can't take it."

I pulled away from her, wiping her slick from my face with one hand. "Don't tell me you're getting shy now."

She huffed and pushed my head back down, and I laughed. I licked her clit, my fingers moving inside her at a faster pace. Her pussy gripped my fingers tightly, her walls pulsing around me as she got closer to release.

When she finally came, her whole body stiffened, her back arching off the counter, and I kept my mouth on her until her orgasm subsided. Then I stood up, my fingers still buried inside her, and leaned down to kiss her neck, biting her gently.

She hummed, her body limp and pliant in my arms. Her scent had changed again, and the heat of her skin was less intense than before. I pulled my fingers from her and brought them to my mouth, licking them clean as she watched with rapt attention.

I'd never been harder in my life. I could fuck through a brick wall, but this wasn't about me. This was about Nayeli, and if she wanted to stop now that I'd made her come, I'd accept. As much as I wanted her, I wanted to ease her pain and keep her comfortable more.

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