Page 44 of Locke

Ipulled at the barbell on her nipple with my teeth and she pulled my hair, causing me to let go with a click.

“Damn it! Please,” she begged.

She wanted my name to scream it on her lips. I wanted to give it to her, so bad, but it would ruin the moment. She’d do what most women did;thinkand use that mind of hers.

Thinking was bad, especially right now.

All I wanted to do was sink into her cunt and let us succumb to the bond that had us clawing at each other like savage animals.

“Mate, call me that.” I snarled, showing indifference.

I scraped my nails down her leg to leave a sting and let my fingers dip between her folds. Damn, she was wet; so fucking wet.

“All this for me?” I purred. “Fuck, this is hot as hell.” I pressed kisses down her soft stomach, rubbing my face along her neatly trimmed pubic area, and took a tentative lick at her clit.

She took a hard grab of my hair and pulled me away. “I’m not your mate—” She took in a breath.

My mate’s eyes met mine and I swear there was a longing in those narrowing daggers. I’ve seen her stare at the other women in the bar. It was a feeling all too common that I have felt before. To want to be wanted, to feel loved and cared for. But Emm was not a woman to be trifled with. She had a hell of an attitude, senses that put my brothers’ to shame and she needed a male that could meet her sort of crazy.

A male like me.

A strong alpha, headstrong enough to tame a luna and, so fierce, yet soft enough to let her be free to be her own person.

I inserted two of my fingers into her wet core, feeling the intense grip as it clenched around them. She arched her head back, releasing a soft moan into the air.

“You bastard.” She gritted her teeth.

With reverence, I passionately embraced her, sensing her body convulsing with pleasure. Her rhythmic hip movements guided me as I became her support. Oh, her beauty was breathtaking, as I witnessed beads of sweat trickle down the crevice between her breasts. I delicately traced my tongue between them, savoring the sweet tang of the alcohol left on her skin.

“You’re fucking beautiful, Emm.” I added another finger, and she whined, feeling me stretch her. “I bet you could take another, couldn’t you? Take four of my fingers?”

She shook her head, and I bit my lip teasingly. “Look at me and tell me you don’t want it.”

Her eyes opened, and no words left her lips. If I added a fourth, it would be near the equivalent to my knot. Did I want tostretch her that far yet? Or would I rather use my knot to do such a devilish act?

“Who are you?” She breathed and wrapped her arm around my neck.

We were centimeters from each other’s lips, staring straight into each other’s souls. Fuck, I never thought I could love someone, not after what I’ve been through. I’d been betrayal by my previous mate, and pack, but looking into her eyes knowing that she was hunting me down didn’t deter me wanting her. It fucking turned me on.

The bond was nothing but a tool of evil, and I was going to let it consume me.

“Someone you will never get rid of.” I pumped my fingers harder and faster into her cunt; rubbing that spot where she squirmed just a little more than usual.

She screamed.

Ahhh, found it.

My mate’s body released a torrent of fluids, while my cock strained hard against my jeans. Fuck, I didn’t think I could hold it back much longer. I might just come right now.

She breathed heavily, the sound echoing in the room, as her hips persistently gyrated against my hand. A low moan escaped her lips, urging me for more. With a passionate force, she slammed her lips against mine, fueling the intensity of our connection. In response, I gently pushed her down onto the softness of the bed, surrendering to the electrifying sensations that enveloped us.

Instead of ripping off my jeans, I slid down her body to lick up her slick. She grabbed her breast, and I licked up the inside of her leg.

“Oh my god, oh my god,” she repeated over and over.

“There is no god, just your mate,” I mumbled as I sunk my tongue deep inside her pussy. “And you're mine, Emm.”

With a renewed vigor, I plunged my tongue into her depths, exploring every inch of her, relishing the taste of her arousal. Her soft moans filled the room, every sound driving me wild with desire. I thrust my tongue inside her, hearing the wet sound it made as I withdrew, only to plunge back in again.

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