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“Spread,” I command. “Good girl,” I praise at her immediate compliance.

I rub deeper, giving her more. Her hips push against them. Her need as fierce as mine.

“Elijah, Sir,” she begs.

“Give me your mouth.” She tips her chin, her gaze leaving the sight of my hand working her. I tilt my head and take her lips. Her head hits the tree behind her at my force. I could kiss her forever. Her taste. Her enthusiasm. The tasty way she swirls her tongue. I look forward to many years of making out with her.

My adrenaline takes over when the kiss goes wild. I didn’t want to scare her with the force of my need but her eager responses change my mind.

I rip my mouth from hers and latch onto her nipple at the same time I thrust two fingers inside of her. She throbs around them, sucking them further in her sweet pussy. My hat slides back further when it hits her chest as I feed from her tits.

“Sir,” she cries. Her hips greedily push. Faster and faster.

I pull away abruptly and she sobs in protest.

“Don’t worry, baby,” I soothe. “My cock wants to feel you gush around him.”

My hands grip my pants, releasing the button and unzipping them. The sound is loud in the quiet woods. As I do, I relish the vision before me. My mate. My love. Just mine. She is so fucking beautiful. She waits for her man to take her. Her arms still above her head, her hands clasped together. Her fingers twined together, fidgeting. Her legs spread wide, her bare feet digging into the earth in impatience. Her eyes are watching my hands as I pull out my cock, leaving my pants to hang, framing it.

“Sir, please,” she wails, her impatience evident.

I step into her holding my cock. With my other hand, I grip her leg, pulling it to my hip, and out, opening her wide for me.

My hips meet hers in one powerful push. She takes all of me. Eagerly.

“Eyes on me,” I growl as her eyes close. They snap to mine. “I want to live inside this pussy. This is mine.” I emphasize my point with a thrust. “You are mine.”

“Yes,” she moans. “Yours, Sir.”

At her words, I go wild. Her ass hitting the tree with my actions. Her cries echoing around us and egging me on. I retract my claws and circle her back with my free arm, my fingers grasping her hip. Her pussy clenches my cock, the squeeze euphoric.

I drop my head and lick her tits. My teeth elongate and I scrape them over her nipple. Her harsh breath ruffles my hair, and I pound into her.

“Fuck, yes,” I say, my voice ragged from the pleasure she brings me. “Take me, baby,” I encourage.

“Sir, I’m going to come,” she whimpers.

“Do it.” I bite her chin. “Cover me in that delicious come.”

“Jesus,” she yells.

“Yes, fuck yes,” I grit as I feel her spasming around me. “Such a good girl. Take my come. Feel it covering you. Do you want it?”

“Yes, please, Sir,” she begs. “Give it to me.”

I thrust, one, two, three times. I hold deep, as deep as I can be, and my come releases. Her pussy sucks it from me, squeezing me so tight I can’t move anymore.

I nuzzle my face into her neck, licking my mark. “Mine.”

Her pussy convulses and I smile. Yes, she loves being mine.

I slowly pull out and adjust my pants. I cup her cheek and kiss her gently.

“Are you okay?” I ask. I hold her hip. “You can lower your arms.”

They drop heavily. “I’m good.” She smiles.

I grin back and pick up each arm, massaging them lightly. “I love how soft your skin is. I hope the bark didn’t scratch you too bad.”