Page 123 of A Broody Mate for the Human

Raffy furrows his brows, as usual, not getting my teasing. “No,” he mutters. “You so close to me.”

I chuckle. “Figured. Don’t always fall for my traps.”

Raffy lets out a deep sigh. “Why did I get such a handful as my mate?”

“You want a handful as your mate?” I wriggle a bit in his arms to look at him and cup his face between my hands. “Then I tell you something.” I frown. “If I’m not riding your dick within the next two hours, I’m reconsidering this arrangement! Talk about a slow burn. You are the fucking wolf, not me!”

Raffy makes a sound that’s something between a snort and a cough. He stares at me, eyes wide.

“What?” I blink at him innocently. “Are you not going to tell me to put my potty mouth to good use?”

“Fuck,” Raffy huffs, something in his eyes flashing. It sends a shiver of anticipation down my spine. My wolf is ready to play. He grasps me by my hips and forces me to wrap my legs around his waist while he stands up. One arm supports my weight while he grabs the bottle of lube with his other.

I cling to his back while he approaches the bed in long strides, only letting go when Raffy forces me to. He drops me on the bed nonchalantly, grabbing my ankles and turning me over on my stomach in one swift movement. Fuck it, he’s so hot for manhandling me that way.

I turn my head just in time to see his claws elongate from his hands. He flashes me a smirk, letting his claws trace down my back before reaching the waistband of my shorts and ripping through them. Another shiver goes down my spine when I feel his eyes tracing my naked body.

“You’re beautiful,” Raffy whispers, his voice raw and hoarse, while his hands, now claw-less, brush over my back. I can’t help but arch my back slightly at his teasing touch. “Yes, keep doing that,” he sneers. “Pop your ass further out for me.”

My god, what happened to my broody and easily embarrassed werewolf!? I awakened a monster! I bet his dick is monstrous too.

“You know,” Raffy continues while pushing my legs apart and settling behind me. He bends forward and lets his lips glide over my shoulder and neck. “You’ve teased me so much.” His fingers come up to my neck before reaching my face and making it turn to look back at him. His eyes are almost black, making my stomach do backflips. “Had you been good, I would have fucked you sweet and gently, but now I contemplate just taking you wild and hard.”

I close my eyes, willing my rapid breath down. “Do it,” I say.

Raffy dabs my cheek softly. “Look at me,” he says. I open my eyes and stare right into Raffy’s. “And now say it again. Are you sure?”

“Please,” I say.

“Fuck,” Raffy growls, pulling me upwards and smashing our lips together. It should be uncomfortable for me to have to stretch my neck, but damn it, his lips ravish me and make me forget everything else. I can feel my cock twitching, my erection growing.

Raffy moves away from my lips and lets go of my face, making me drop forward again. I can feel his lips all over my back, his teeth scratching me slightly, and it’s the best thing ever. No one has ever gotten as much under my skin as him. I’ve never wanted anyone as much as him.

I can hear him opening the bottle, and squeezing something out of it before he pulls my ass cheeks apart, his slicked-up finger gliding over my crack before he reaches my back entrance. “Look at that,” he teases. “You prepared yourself.”

My cheeks must be flaming red now. I didn’t imagine him commenting on it so boldly.

“You were planning this.” Raffy kisses my shoulder blade, and I can feel his smirk against my skin. He pushes two fingers into me at once, making me gasp.

“Not exactly this,” I admit.

“Good to know that I can still surprise you somewhat,” he teases, scissoring his fingers and curling them slightly until he finds my sweet spot.

“Fuck,” I breathe out. “Yes, that’s it. Raphael!”

Raffy stops momentarily before he growls. “I like how my name sounds coming from your lips.” He adds another finger. “Let’s see how often I can make you scream it tonight.”

He removes his fingers, moving his hand between my legs now and brushing my dick to full hardness. I can feel pearls of sweat forming on my forehead and running down my face. I’m not sure if it’s because he is my mate or because I love him, but I’ve never felt anything so intense.

His other hand grabs me by my waist, and I know it’s coming, bracing myself for the intrusion. The tip of Raffy’s cock stretches me open further before Raffy pushes inside me, slowly but with intent. I gasp and moan at how full I feel, the stretch almost painful at first, yet so intense it almost makes me come. “Raffy,” I blurt out. “Raphael, just fuck me.”

Raffy groans behind me, his grip on my hips tightening before he fulfills my wish and starts to snap his hips forward, going for fast and strong thrusts immediately. “You’re so hot, Dave, so hot,” he groans. “If only you could see yourself right now.”

I can’t bring myself to answer anything smart for once. He has reduced me to a moaning mess. I feel like I’m about to explode.

Raffy’s hand that has been stroking my dick, stops. “Don’t come,” he commands. “I’m not done with you yet.”

“Yes,” I whimper, throwing my head back when Raffy keeps penetrating my soft spot. “Fuck, I can’t hold it for too long. Raffy,” I beg.