Page 12 of Mushy Stuff (Guardian Mates #1)

She kisses my neck as she strokes it again.

I groan and watch as a bead of precum rolls down my shaft and stops against her fingers.

She slowly moves down my body, until her face is level with my cock.

I stare as she uses her tongue to lick the precum off my cock.

I dig my claws into the ground and groan as a wave of pleasure rolls through my body.

I gasp. “Lydia…”

She whispers, “Shhh. You won’t hurt me. Just enjoy it.” Then she licks from the base of my cock to the head of it. She closes her mouth around my cock and sucks as much of it into her mouth as she can fit, wrapping her hand around the rest of it.

I groan and growl as pleasure wracks my body. My claws are dug deep into the ground, and my hips are desperate to buck up into her, but I tighten all my muscles to stop them.

I can’t hurt her. I can’t. I won’t .

She moans as she slowly pulls it back out of her mouth and licks around the tip. Then she’s sucking it back into her mouth again. I nearly cry out, it feels so good.

I watch as she begins to bob her head up and down on my cock.

I’m gasping and groaning as pleasure rolls through me.

My body is trembling from both the pleasure and the effort to stay as still as possible.

I feel her hum and moan with my cock buried deep in her throat.

My groans have become constant growls, and I know I’m close to coming.

I growl, “Lydia…”

She moans again and sucks harder, and then I’m roaring as I come. Pulse after pulse of my seed spills down her throat.

Once she’s swallowed it all, she slides my cock out of her mouth and crawls up my body to curl up at my side. I’m gasping for breath.

I manage to rasp, “Lydia…” Then I groan. “Gods…Lydia…”

She giggles. “I guess you liked that.”

I pull her onto my chest and kiss her. Devour her is more accurate. I flip us over, so she is on her back with me on top of her, then I start pulling at her clothes. I hook a claw on the waistband of her pants. “Take these off.”

“You don’t have to—”

I cut her off when I say, “Take these off or I will tear them off.”

She squeaks and begins taking them off. She barely has them pulled down when I snake my tongue between her thighs and lick her pussy. She squeals at that, then wiggles away as she takes her pants off.

As soon as her pants are completely off, I grab her hips and slide her back toward my mouth.

She moans as I slide my tongue over her pussy, then I work it inside her.

I open my mouth wider and thrust my tongue even further.

I love the way she tastes, and I love plunging my tongue as far into her as I can so that I am surrounded and consumed by her flavor.

I snake the tip of my tongue back out of her so I can rub her clit with it, and she cries out when I do. She is moaning loudly and grinding herself against my face.

All I can taste, or smell, is her. I am lost in her.

Her moaning turns louder as she nears her release.

I rub my tongue against the inside wall of her pussy and continue stroking the tip of my tongue against her clit.

Her breath hitches, then she cries out as she comes.

Her pussy pulses and squeezes my tongue during her orgasm.

When all of her muscles relax and I can tell she is finished, I snake my tongue out of her.

Then I lick my way up to her neck. The desire to bite her and bind her to me is so strong.

I fight it every time we mate. My fangs ache to bury into her.

Lydia moans and wiggles beneath me, pulling me from my thoughts. She says, “Wold, please fuck me.”

I groan, then position my cock at the entrance to her core and thrust into her. I growl; she feels so fucking good. She squeezes my cock tighter than I could have ever imagined.

As I thrust into her, my tendril unwinds from around my cock. It snakes to the entrance of her bottom and slowly presses in. She gasps and moans even louder.

“Oh fuck, Wold! Don’t stop. I’m going to come again!” She screams as she comes, and I groan and snarl as I come a moment later. We are both left panting. I collapse on top of her, then I roll off of her to lay beside her, tucking her into my side.

We lay there, snuggled up together, just talking for what must have been hours.

Lydia tells me about her childhood and her world.

She is constantly saying that her world is so boring compared to mine, but her world sounds so foreign and strange to me.

I’m sure it would seem amazing if I saw it in person.

Earlier we had picked some berries that grow in my territory, and I harvested some of the edible mushrooms. When we get hungry, we eat some of those .

After that, we mate again. Lydia ties my hands to a root again and straddles my face while I fuck her with my tongue until she screams. Then she rides my cock again.

I love watching her when she is on top of me.

I like watching the way she moves. I like seeing her in control.

Just like that last time, I tear through my restraints as she gets close to coming.

I flip her over to her back and pound into her until we are both screaming.

With each mating, I am getting more and more confident that I will not hurt her. Maybe Lydia is right; I am not the monster that I have always thought I was.

We are curled up together relaxing, and I can see through the roots that the sun is starting to come up, and Lydia is getting tired. She keeps dozing off while talking. I tell her that we need to get some sleep and tuck her back into my side.

Right before she drifts off, she says, “I love being here with you, Wold.”