Page 973 of One More Kiss

She reared up, her thighs clamped to the sides of his head as she sucked in a ragged gasp of air. Then she flopped to her back, splitting the quiet of the room with a passionate scream of her climax. More of her tempting juices escaped her body and he eagerly lapped them up, loving every flavorful moment.

He peered at his mate over her mound, watching her chest heave and bosom dance as she recovered from her release. When she finally calmed, he placed a tender kiss to her plump pussy and stood, eagerly stripping himself of his clothing.

Kiley met his gaze with a dreamy smile. “Oh no, what are you going to do with me now, you big ape?”

“I’m going to make you mine forever,” he growled in response.

She grinned and repositioned herself in the center of the bed before holding out her arms. “Right answer.”

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Kiley stared up at Reis.His magnificent, naked body was a work of art. Broad shoulders framed his expertly sculpted pecs. Arms thicker than anacondas flexed as he spread her legs wide. The hard knots of muscle in his abdomen pointed like an arrow to his tapered waist.

But most of all, she was mesmerized by his cock. It stood at attention, pointing at her as if marking its target. A big, thick vein snaked around one edge, pulsing with his heartbeat.

Fireworks still danced behind her eyes, a carryover from her orgasm. Kiley found making love to Reis to be as natural as breathing. It was like they each could anticipate what the other wanted and when. If this was what it meant to have a fated mate, she felt as if the legends didn’t scratch the surface of the truth.

“Kiley,” he rumbled, his powerful hands sliding down her inner thighs, his stare holding immeasurable emotion. “I love you.”

“And I love you, Reis,” she murmured in return.

Crazy, since they’d only just met, but that was the way of fated mates—one of the compensations for the hard life of being born a shifter in a decidedly human world.

She truly felt as if their souls mingled and exchanged energy when he was near. When they made love, it was increased tenfold. Now she was about to feel his cock for the first time.

Reis gripped his shaft and ran the bulbous head through the groove of her pussy. She groaned, amazing sensations trickling up from her pussy to the rest of her body. Kiley tilted her head back and lifted her hips, begging him to enter her.

He pushed the head of his cock past her wide-open pussy lips. She moaned as he glided into her, stretching her inch by inch. She grunted at the sharp pinch when he went in all the way and then sighed as a cascade of pleasure followed, filling her with a golden glow.

“Do you like that, my swan?” he purred.

“I love it,” she cried as he thrust for the first time. His hips drove in with smooth, gliding strokes, Reis adjusting his speed and angle based on her reactions.

Kiley let out a long, undulating moan when he got it just right, lifting his hips upward at the end of every slow but strong thrust. As he slowly built her up toward a crescendo of ecstasy, his big hands reached out and dragged her up into his lap.

Kiley put her arms around his thick neck and ground herself on top of him. He continued to curl his hips upward into short but effective thrusts. Her nails raked across his back as she drove toward the precipice of climax.

“Kiley… you’re… mine,” he gasped between animalistic pants of desire. She felt his teeth biting her shoulder. Kiley cried out, coming in a wave of ecstasy as he punctured her flesh.

She had been claimed now. Claimed as his, forever. She loosened her grip on him and collapsed back onto the bed, writhing about on the end of his cock as pulse after pulse of pleasure electrified her body. She twisted about like a worm on a hot summer sidewalk, her body fully given over to the pleasure.

Reis lay on top of her, kissing her forehead, her cheek, her lips. She kissed him back, wrapping the big man up with all four of her limbs. Kiley clung to him because he was like a rock. Reis was someone she could always count on, and that made her soul sing with happiness.

He wound up spooning her, which worked for Kiley just fine. She loved being nestled up against his powerful, warm body. One big arm lay across her, cradling her close.

“Kiley?” he whispered.

“Yes, Reis?”

“I’m so happy you’re my mate.”

“Me too.”

She sighed and let herself drift off to the most relaxed, peaceful slumber she had ever known. No matter what happened, she and Reis would face it together.

Forever and always.

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