Page 43 of Banished Mates
“Kit, help me. I didn’t know you hadn’t told her we were lovers. I’m sorry—”
“Quiet,” he snarled. Her teeth clicked together, and she sucked in a shuddering breath. “Lass, it was a long time ago. We have nothing between each other. And it was nae ever serious. Look at me, lass.”
My teeth were still on display and I faced them his way.
“Do what you must to believe me. I worry about only you. If you must kill her, just take care you do nae hurt yourself.” His voice lowered gruffly. Fur sprang from his arms and his body grew feet more as he pushed into his monster form.
Kill... I wanted to slice her throat out... I shook my fur out. The heat flushed through me again. A low breathy exhale shuddered through me. I tore myself backward, stumbling. A tremble worked through my body. I ached down low. A throbbing pulse constricted. I only half paid attention as she scrambled to her feet and tore off toward the left, farthest from Kit, disappearing into the depths of the house.
Kit neared me, flattening his torn clothing beneath his foot, and I rubbed against his legs, leaning hard. Twirling once, then twice as I lifted my tail high, presenting to him. I ached for his claim.
I swished my tail again, flexing my claws into the floor as I shoved my human form forward and my body shifted with pops, the fur bleeding back into my skin. My paws became hands, fingers curling into the ground. My short hair fell forward and around my cheeks.
“Fuck.” Kit hissed between his teeth. His fur caressed the back of my thighs. There was a thump as he dropped to his knees. His clawed hands gripped my hips as he tipped me up and retracted, only to slam his thick cock into me. My body shuddered. This was what I wanted. For him to claim me, choose me, ache for me.
A piercing howl rang out as he seated himself deep into my pussy. The sensation of being stretched heightened as his knot grew within my core. Yes. Yes. I wanted him deep in my pussy. He retracted to the tip of his cock, as if he couldn’t handle being detached. The sharp stab of his nails burrowed into my waist and then he fully slid his dick back inside me, feeding me his knot.
I clawed at the ground, creating deep gouges into the floor. This was everything I wanted and needed.
“Aye, grip me tight, mate,” he half-growled.
The stretch tugged and I wiggled in place, lifting my hips. Moisture rushed from my entrance. Tears flooded my eyes, and I sucked in a breath. I never wanted to stop. Claiming my mates was all I wanted. Getting fucked over and over again until I couldn’t remain awake.
The insides of my thighs were coated with juices, mine and his.
More. More, I mouthed even though he couldn’t see me. I hiked higher and he took the clue and pounded into me again. Ramming so hard my body shook with each impact. Heat spread up my stomach, drenching me with more need. My thighs shook within the confines of his claws.
Kit growled and he dragged one of his hands down my spine. The soft fur rasped against my skin, eliciting shivers.
The tremble in my legs hadn’t abated. Kit rammed into me with a grunt and his thrust became earth shattering. He snarled and the clenching on my outer thighs set my orgasm off. My arms gave out and I dropped so my cheek pressed into the floor as he fucked me, wringing out every drop of pleasure. Moisture spilled from me at an alarming rate, but I couldn’t feel embarrassed about it because it was too good. I whimpered breathily, wishing I could moan for more.
With a grunt, Kit slammed into me once more and stilled. My channel continued to contract around him. Tugging and holding his cock, forcing him to remain while his knot ballooned within my core, locking him inside me.
The eruption of his cock sent me into another release, and I shook on his dick as my pussy throbbed needily. I could happily die from pleasure at this moment.
Kit whined and ground against me, his pelvis pushing against my ass since he wasn’t able to withdraw. He dragged his claws from my neck to the base of my spine.
I hummed, pleased that his knot kept us locked together. My twin mates liked being inside me. Their knots were stubborn.
A muzzle ruffled my hair and a long tongue lashed across my sweaty neck. I lifted my head to Rowan’s gaze steadily on mine, and I propped myself up on my arms.
Rowan followed my tugging and dropped to his furred knees. I shoved his midsection and he fell back, his large, clawed hand catching him as he braced himself. I rested my forearms over his widened thighs and his thick pink cock bobbed near my face. It was so big I didn’t have to dip much to get to it, which was a good thing, considering how tired my arms were.
The pink mushroom head dripped with cum. I reached for the base and wrapped my hand around it, the tips of my fingers unable to meet. There was a slight bulge beneath my hands where the knot would thicken when he was in me. I slid lower and cupped the heavy furred sac resting underneath and squeezed lightly. Rowan whined, shuddering.
I licked my lips, mouth salivating at Rowan’s twitching dick. I loved the feel of him, warm, moist, and hard as rock.
Rowan
Her brown eyeswere fixed on mine as she lowered her head. Heat blazed in the brown gaze and I shivered from excitement. What was she... Her soft lips wrapped around the tip of my cock, stretching from the size.
This... this was—
No one had touched me this way, but I wanted this always. Only from her.
My mate.
It was almost like when she pressed her lips to mine and stuck her tongue inside my mouth.
