Page 37 of Bewitchingly Hers (Witches of Pleasant Grove #3)
And then, stuffed with my knot, I’d wrap her up in my arms and fall asleep with her full of my cock.
She blushed at the mental image, letting out a needy whine. The car filled with the sweet scent of her arousal, and I groaned. “ Sugar .”
“I can’t help it,” she said, squirming in her seat. “That was…”
I grinned, knowing just how filthy it was. “Be a good girl, and I’ll do it all to you once we get there.”
Her eyes sparked with desire.
Thirty minutes later, when I’d pulled off the road onto the cabin, she crawled onto my lap, burying her fingers in my hair as she kissed me, her tongue meeting mine over and over, gasping into my mouth as she rocked against my erection.
“If I didn’t know better, I’d think you were going into heat,” I murmured, running my fingers down her spine.
“Shut up and keep kissing me,” she groaned. There was no denying her, so I didn’t try.
She sighed with relief as I unzipped her pants, plunging two fingers inside of her. She was so wet and needy, bucking her hips with each thrust of my fingers.
I pushed her jeans down her hips as she unzipped mine, her fingers wrapping around my cock as it sprang free.
“Oh, fuck ,” I said as she reached down, gathering her arousal and rubbing it over my length before guiding my tip onto her entrance.
She sunk down onto me, and we both groaned at the feeling of her warm, wet pussy wrapped around my cock, taking me in deep.
“Eryne,” I groaned.
“Fill me up,” she begged. “Knot me.”
“Slow down, sweet girl,” I begged her. Car sex was hot, but I wanted to lose myself inside of her, and this wasn’t exactly the place for that. Plus, we needed more room.
She shook her head, nipping at my neck. Her little teeth buried against my skin, sucking hard. “Need your cum, baby.”
I groaned. The little vixen knew exactly what she was doing to me. What my weak spots were.
Opening the car door, I wrapped my arms around her ass as I got out, each step towards the cabin causing my knot to rub against her entrance. Eryne wrapped her legs around me, keeping me buried deep. I’d have to get our stuff later, because I only had one thing in mind now.
Breed my mate. Give her exactly what she was begging for. To stuff her cunt full of so much cum, it would be dripping out of her for days.
We were a mess of limbs and clothes as I opened the door, carrying us both inside of the house. I headed towards the master bedroom, driven only with need. I scraped my teeth against her skin, longing to bite her again.
The soft, plush bed was waiting for us, and I dropped her onto it, watching her tits bounce from the action.
She let out a whine as I pulled out, flipping her onto all fours and gripping her hips as I pushed into her from behind, each snap of my hips a punishing thrust.
“Told you I wanted to take my time with you,” I told her, letting out a grunt. “But you couldn’t wait, could you?” She moaned, her back arching as I gathered her hair into my fist, tugging it tight. “My needy mate just needed to get fucked, huh?”
“ Yes,” she cried. “Fuck me, please.”
“Gonna breed my pretty mate,” I growled, the sound more animal than human, burying myself inside of her over and over and over again.
She screamed when I finally pushed my knot inside of her with no warning, her cunt spasming around me, milking my release from my body. I gave her everything she asked for, flooding her womb with my cum, guttural sounds of pleasure ripping from my chest as I bred her.
Eryne gripped the sheets hard as I arched her back further, sinking my teeth into her neck.
It was rough and messy but fuck , did it feel right.
After my body settled, I licked the mark on her neck, healing it with my saliva, picking up my mate and adjusting us on the bed so I could spoon her comfortably.
I ran my fingers up and down her side. “Is that what you wanted?”
She let out a hum of satisfaction.
I chuckled. “I wasn’t too rough, was I?” She’d definitely have bruises tomorrow. I could already see the purplish spots on her thighs.
“No.” She looked up at me. “I liked it.” She ran her fingers over my beard. “It was exactly what I needed.”
I dropped my forehead against hers. “I don’t know what came over me. I just had this burning need to be inside of you. To claim you.”
Eryne shifted our positions so she was cradled in my arms, twisting on my knot until her front was pressed against mine. Her hardened nipples brushed over my chest, and my dick twitched inside of her. Gods, she was sexy. Especially when she’d been begging for my knot.
She rested her hand on my chest, drawing circles in my chest hair. “You know, about our wedding…”
“Hm?” I looked over at her, finding a heated look in her eyes.
“What do you think about the spring?”
I raised an eyebrow. “Any specific reason?”
She wiggled on my knot. “Maybe I want you to knock me up.” Eryne leaned forward, her lips only inches from mine. “Hearing you talk about breeding me makes me want to go off birth control and let you try for real.”
Maybe we both had a breeding kink. “Fuck,” I groaned, already feeling myself getting hard again. “What about winter instead? Tomorrow,” I insisted. Yeah, tomorrow was good.
She hummed as I grasped her chin with my fingers, taking her mouth with mine and kissing her languidly.
We stayed like that until I was fully hard again—a feat, even for a wolf shifter—and I fucked my knot into her, each shallow thrust making me ram against her cervix, my tip pressed against the entrance to her womb.
I had half a mind to beg her to go off birth control right then and there, to make a baby this weekend, but I also wanted to savor this time with just the two of us.
But if the goddess had given her to me, then I had no doubt in my mind that this was meant to be. Whatever had brought us together—fate or divine providence—it must have known what it was doing when it gave me this witch as my mate.
Of all the beings in the universe, she was mine, and I would never squander that opportunity. Would never stop being grateful that she was mine.
That I’d been bewitched by her, and I never wanted to stop being under her spell.
Because I was bewitchingly hers.