Page 91 of Never Tamed
I need him,now. The mate bond flares brighter.
“Mathis,” I whisper. “Please. I can’t wait anymore.”
And that’s all it takes. He grabs my thigh, holding it tight around his waist, and slams into me with such force, I scream. It hurts.
My body wasn’t ready for the full size of him, but it doesn’t take long for my muscles to adjust and the pain to soothe to merciless pleasure. He pulls all the way out and thrusts in again. Then again.
The tile is cold against my back, but it only sharpens every sensation as his hips drive into mine with brutal intensity. I’m panting, breaths ragged. Every smacking sound of my hips against the tile echoes in the small, cramped space, acting as a reminder of how he owns me completely.
His cock is impossibly thick, stretching me deliciously. Every inch of him hits deep and it makes me see stars.
With another stolen kiss, he lifts me off the ground and forces me to wrap my legs around him. He stops only long enough to turn off the water before carrying us, connected, to the bed.
Mathis slams me down on the mattress and covers me with his body. My tits bounce with every punishing thrust. He circles his hips and pulls out before slamming home again.
His impossible rhythm forces me to hold on and breathe. He takes control and his eyes go dark, impenetrable.
“Yes, yes.” I tangle my fingers in his hair.
I kiss the life out of him. And when he’s had enough of this angle, he grabs me and flips onto his back, drawing me with him. Forcing me to ride him.
“That’s it, sweetheart. Ride me. Ride my cock,” he murmurs.
And then… I feel the swelling at the base of his cock start, the knot beginning to inflate. It presses into me, filling me entirely, stretching me to the edge of what I can take. All sensation goes into overload. I can’t think. I can barely draw air.
And my pussy clamps around him, pulling him deeper, milking him and keeping him inside.
Oh, god.
It’s too much. It’s just enough, because it’s him, and it’s me, and Mathis is knotting.
His teeth graze my jaw as he slams me harder into the mattress. “So tight, so fucking perfect—”
I feel it. When he looks at me this way, I feel perfect, in a way I never have in my life. My back arches, and he lifts me, angles me slightly, and slams into me from a way that has us slamming together harder. His cock goes deeper.
The bruising begins, sharp little flashes of pain that make me gasp and moan even louder.
“It’s too much,” I pant, shaking my head.
He grips my hips and forces me down harder. “It’s perfect.”
I’m trembling uncontrollably.
The knot swells further, impossibly thick at the base now, and my inner walls pulse around him as an orgasm builds, big and bright. Seconds later, everything tightens, curls, and twists inside me at once. I come a second time, all over his knot, and pleasure cascades in a warm wave through my body.
Distantly I’m aware of Torin and Noble through the bond, drinking in my pleasure like the finest wine.
Mathis chuckles darkly. “Every time you do that, sweetheart, it takes everything for me not to blow.”
His knot has locked me in place. His hand digs into my hips, holding me steady as he slams into me, each thrust hammering hard.
“Then don’t hold back.” I bend forward slightly and hold myself over him. “Give it to me.”
“I’m gonna—” he groans. His thrusts turn even more wild and relentless. “You’re mine.Mine, Ren. My mate forever.”
My hips jerk. The sensation of him locked inside me, knot throbbing, is mind blowing. I come again, a third time, and my pussy clenches. His dick pulses and, with a yell, Mathis shoots hot cum inside me.
He growls, his entire body shuddering.
