Page 18 of Home Stretch

“Yes!” Malia cries out as she spasms around me, her muscles flexing and releasing, squeezing me so damn tight as she comes around me like a goddess.

I fucking snap.

I hammer into her, hitting her G-spot over and over, grunting as I fuck her right through her first orgasm and into another one. Malia screams my name and claws at my back, tearing up my skin. It hurts so damn good.

“Again,” I growl, burying my head into the side of her neck. I know I should slow down, but the way my woman is moaning and writhing beneath me, I don’t think she minds.

My spine tingles with the first signs of my orgasm. My muscles flex and tense as I try to shove it back down. I’m not ready for this to end yet. White hot bliss courses through me, but I need her to come again before I give up the fight.

I sit back on my heels and pull her legs up to rest them against my chest, changing the angle. Her already tight pussy squeezes my cock like a vise, pulling a growl from somewhere deep in my chest as I thrust harder, faster, deeper inside her. Malia’s glazed-over eyes roll to the back of her head, and her mouth hangs open, rewarding my rough strokes with greedy little whimpers as I bring us closer and closer to our climax.

“Oh God, I think I’m...”

“Yes, beautiful, that’s right. Let go.”

Her body responds to me immediately, that sweet pussy massaging me as I lean in for another kiss. She arches her back, and I know she’s close. Just a little more. Fuck, I’m going to come, but I need her to get there first.

“Yes,” she whispers. “Yes, yes, yes…”

“Who does this pussy belong to?” I snarl, unable to hold back the beast inside me.

“You,” she cries out.

“Say my fucking name, Malia. Say my name when you come for me.”

“Kade! Fuck, Kade, Kade, K–”

I feel her climax as it rushes through her, overwhelming her curvy little body as she clamps down on my thick dick over and over. I pound into her, losing a little more of myself with each rough stroke until I’m nothing more than a wild animal rutting inside my mate.

Malia tenses for a heartbeat, then claws my chest as a raw scream is ripped from her throat. I roar her name as we shatter together, our old selves breaking apart, making way for the new life we’re going to build together.

I reluctantly pull out of my woman and collapse beside her, draping her limp, sweaty body over mine. I can feel her heart slamming against her chest as she gasps for air. I rub Malia’s back in calming circles, letting her know she’s safe with me, even in this vulnerable state.

My beautiful girl finally looks up at me, her blue eyes filled with satisfaction and awe. Yeah, I’m definitely going to need to put that look on her face every chance I get.

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