Page 16 of Bewitchingly Hers (Witches of Pleasant Grove #3)

CHAPTER TWELVE

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“ A re you sure?” I asked her, nipping at her neck, running my canine teeth over that spot I longed to sink into, to fully claim her as mine. To put my scent there, my mark, so everyone knew whose she was.

Mine.

My witch tipped her head back, granting me easier access, and I held back another groan.

She didn’t know what it meant, giving a wolf access to your throat. She didn’t know anything about shifters—that was even more evident when she saw my cock, her eyes widening as she took in my knot, the hardened bulge at the base that practically begged to lock inside of her.

Not that I would be knotting her tonight. It wouldn’t be enough, but I couldn’t risk it when she didn’t know the truth. But my senses were riding me hard, and holding back was getting more painful.

Especially when she kissed me so sweetly.

Her fingers ran through the back of my hair, and I explored her mouth with my tongue as we kissed, ignoring the way she rubbed her bare pussy against my cock, rocking her hips and driving me absolutely insane.

I was barely anything more than a beast, with one mission in mind. All I wanted was to be inside of her.

Fuck, I wanted to fill her with my cum so it was dripping out of her, to breed her till she grew my pup in her belly. To keep her barefoot and pregnant and bring her home to Walnut Ridge. To feel the full extent of the mate bond flowing through both of us.

“Barrett,” she whimpered as I held on to her waist, keeping her still.

“I know.” I pressed a kiss to the spot between her breasts where the fabric dipped, before reaching down and grabbing the hem, pulling it up over her head. “ Fuck , look at you.”

She still had those heeled boots on that made her legs look sexy as fuck, but otherwise, she was completely naked, her nipples practically begging for my mouth.

Her teeth raked over her lower lip, like she was slightly self conscious over me seeing her like this.

I tried to think about something else, but my brain went completely blank when she reached between us, undoing the buttons before tugging the hem of my shirt.

I helped her get it off my shoulders, and she sat back, giving me a heated perusal.

I wondered what I looked like from her eyes, with my freckled shoulders and torso. No part of my body lacked definition—thanks to the amount of time I spent as a wolf—but I didn’t know what my mate would think. I wanted to be enough for her. Wanted this to be enough for her.

Eryne raked her fingernails down my abs. “Gods,” she whispered, her fingers softly tracing over my freckles. “You’re unreal.”

I slid my hand in between her hair and face, cupping her cheek. “That’s you, sugar.”

She made a sound of disagreement, and I bent my head down, running my tongue over one of her nipples before lightly sucking it into my mouth, lavishing it with attention before switching to the other ones.

“ Oh. ” Eryne shut her eyes, letting out a small cry.

“See? You’re fucking perfect.” I cupped her perfect tits with my hands. “How did I get so lucky to find you?”

Her lips found my neck, and she pressed a few kisses down my chest, over my freckles, and I had to reach out, cupping her jaw and tilting up her head till her eyes met mine. Eryne wrapped her hand around my cock, stroking it lightly. She ran her thumb around the crown, and I shuddered at her touch.

“Baby. You have to stop,” I pleaded, letting out a groan. I could feel the heat rising within me, and this time, I knew I couldn’t hold back. “I need to be inside of you.”

Her lips pressed against my ear. “I don’t think you’re going to fit.”

She was small, my pretty little mate, but she was perfect.

“We’ll make it fit. But first I need to get you nice and wet for me.

” I dipped my fingers down to her entrance, circling my thumb around her clit before pushing an index finger inside.

“Fuck, you’re soaked,” I groaned as I slid a second finger inside her wet heat.

She let out a small gasp as I crooked my fingers. Her fingernails dug into my shoulders as I continued to slowly pump inside of her, feeling her slowly relax around me. Eryne let out a small cry as her release finally coated my hand, and I couldn’t look away from her face when she came.

“So pretty,” I praised. “But now I need you to come sit on my cock.”

Eryne licked her lips as she raised her hips, helping me guide my tip to her entrance. I watched as she sank down onto my cock, her pussy taking each inch until all that was left outside was the base—and my knot.

I’d promised her I wouldn’t knot her tonight, and I meant it. She wasn’t ready for that.

Though I wasn’t sure I was ready for that either, considering what it meant to knot your mate. I was already having such a hard time holding back from her, but that? That was crossing a line I couldn’t come back from.

I wrapped my hands around her thighs as she dropped her head back. “Oh, fuuck, ” she gasped. “You’re so big. I’m so full.”

Pressing a kiss to each of her perfect nipples, I tightened my hold on her, helping guide her up and down my length. She was so tight, and it felt so good inside of her, the way her insides wrapped around my length, squeezing my cock.

“You feel so good,” I said, groaning, knowing I wouldn’t be able to last long enough to make her come again if I didn’t do it soon.

She felt perfect. Like everything was right, and I was exactly where I was supposed to be—inside my mate, with her body pressed against mine. I’d never been inside anyone without a condom before, and it felt incredible. Having my mate like this was everything I’d ever imagined—and more.

She clenched down around me as she kissed me again, her tongue intertwining with mine as she rocked her hips back and forth, grinding her clit against the base of my knot.

“Fuck.” I repositioned us, rolling her over so her head was on a pillow and she was lying down on the couch, and held myself over her. “I can’t hold back anymore.” I kicked off my pants, needing them off my body.

She nodded, like she knew exactly what I meant. “I want you,” she whispered. “All of you. Whatever that looks like.”

I groaned as I pried her thighs apart. Next time, when I wasn’t so desperate, I wanted to put my mouth there. To have her sweet taste on my tongue. To hear her scream out my name as she came on my face. But that would all have to wait.

“I can’t promise I’ll be gentle, but I don’t want to hurt you.”

Eryne reached up with her hand, rubbing the stubble on my jaw. “You won’t. I know you won’t.” Her words echoed her earlier sentiment, and it was all I needed to hear.

Sliding back inside of her, I groaned at the feeling of her pussy taking me in, the feeling of fucking her bare almost too much to handle. My wolf was riding me, so close to the surface, but I held him at bay, needing this to just be about us for our first time.

She let out a moan as I began thrusting in earnest, and it was like something unleashed inside of me as I moved, a guttural noise ripping from my throat as I buried myself inside of her, over and over, careful not to let my knot slip inside.

“Need you to come again,” I grunted, reaching down and rubbing her clit with my thumb as I kept up the pace, slamming into her over and over again as I brought us closer to the edge. Every noise that slipped from her lips spurred me on even more.

Eryne wrapped her legs around my back and squeezed her cunt around me, and I groaned. Dammit , it would be so easy to knot her right now, so needy and pliant underneath me. Every instinct screamed for me to mark her, to claim her fully. To not let her slip away.

“You’re trying to kill me, aren’t you?”

My beautiful witch fluttered her eyelashes, her arms sliding down my back, fingers tracing the muscles. “I want you to feel good too.”

I kissed her again. “I already do.” I let my eyes drift shut, just savoring the feeling of being inside my mate. “I don’t want this moment to end.”

She slid her hand around, cupping my cheek and pressing a kiss to my jaw. “I’m not going anywhere, B.”

I brushed her bangs back, running my thumb over her cheekbone. She had no idea what that meant to me. How much hearing it calmed me, calmed this restless beast inside of me that wanted everything with her.

Eryne’s back arched off the couch as she let out a strangled cry, her pussy clamping down around me as her orgasm ripped through her. “Barrett,” she whimpered.

“ Fuck ,” I groaned, feeling the telltale signs of my own release.

My knot was pulsing, begging to be locked inside of my mate, but I couldn’t.

I wouldn’t, not yet. Not when this was so new.

“You’re so perfect. So sweet.” I leaned down to kiss her softly as I thrust in again, slowly, not ready for this to be over.

Eryne kissed my neck, sucking on the spot where wolves bit each other to mate, and I was gone.

My orgasm hit me harder than it ever had before, and I pulled out at the last second, wrapping my hand around my knot and squeezing as I painted her skin with my cum, covering her in my scent.

My wolf was satisfied—for now, at least—and I felt the need to rut her slowly fading from my body.

Our heavy breathing slowly turned calm, and I let myself take in my mate underneath me, soft and supple, looking like mine. Eryne’s cheeks turned the most adorable shade of pink.

“That was…”

I hummed. “We should probably clean up, huh?” We’d made a mess of her couch.

She blushed harder.

I stood up, lifting her into my arms, not caring that I was naked in her living room as I carried her to the bathroom. Setting her on the counter, I turned on the tap for the bath, making sure it was not too hot.

Eryne watched me with rapt fascination. “What are you doing?”

“Taking care of you,” I answered instantly. “Don’t tell me no one’s ever taken care of you before, sugar?”

She bit her lip as she watched me test the water. “No,” she finally said, barely a whisper. “Not like this. Not like you do.”

That made me want to find anyone who’d ever hurt her and make them regret not making her feel special. Because she deserved to feel cared for, to be taken care of. She deserved the world.

I walked over to where she was sitting, pressing a kiss on her forehead. “You have me now, Eryne. And I’m not going anywhere.”

It was the same words she’d said to me, and they felt like more than just that. The words felt like a vow, something sacred between us.

She leaned forward, her lips pressing to my biceps, wrapping her arms around me into a hug. I rubbed her back, holding her tight against my body, burying my nose in her hair and inhaling her sweet, sugary scent.

Hugging Eryne felt like coming home. Like I was where I was supposed to be.

Like everything was exactly as fate had meant for it to be.

I had no idea where this road would take us, but it didn’t matter.

No matter what the fates had in store for me and the redheaded witch they had chosen for me, I couldn’t deny how right it all felt.

Sliding my hands under her ass, I lifted her up from the counter, keeping her wrapped around my body as I carried her over to the bathtub before lowering both of us into the warm water.

Eryne let out a contented sigh, nuzzling her face into my neck as we stretched out in the tub, neither of us bothering to let go of the other.

I wanted to clean her up, but that would wait for later.

For now, I was content just to hold my mate, just like this.