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I start the kiss and then put my hands on the back of his neck to pull him closer to me. I don’t hold back anything; I let go of all my fears and show my mate how much I love him with just the kiss.
I make sure to feel the bond between us and send as much love and warmth as I can through it. I want him to know a little bit about how I feel about him.
The bond makes Jaxon feel something right away. A warm, tingly feeling spreads through my body, from the top of my head to the tips of my toes.
It’s a lot to take in, but it’s so wonderful and beautiful.
We keep kissing, and when I touch his tongue with mine, it seems to bring out something dark and wild in Jaxon. He growls deeply from his throat, then flips me over and connects our lower bodies so that they’re touching with only fabric in between.
Just that little bit of friction drives me crazy, and I let out a soft moan.
Jaxon pulls away, his eyes almost black with desire.
He doesn’t need to ask me out loud; I know what he wants. I really am surprised that he is able to control his animalistic urges so well.
I know that I’m ready for everything about Jaxon. I want to be with him completely so that I can feel that connection. We already have a connection on an emotional level; now we just need one on a physical level.
I grab Jaxon’s shirt and pull him down, and then I tell him exactly how I feel, with my lips almost touching his.
“I want you, Jaxon. Please don’t make me wait. I’m ready.”
He doesn’t need to hear it twice.
Jaxon’s point of view
All I want to do is f**k her while I hover over my beautiful partner, whose warm hazel eyes are filled with all the pent-up l**t she can never quite get rid of.
I want to strip her down to nothing and tease her until she’s ready for me, making her inner thighs wet without even touching her. Then I want to slam into her over and over until she cums so many times that she can’t see straight and is sore for days. Most of the time, she’s innocent in what she does, but I know I can turn her into a nympho in no time.
The way she’s looking at me makes me want to do something, but I know I need to be nice to her. It’s her first time, so I don’t want to give her too much to do.
It’s a lot, and I’m a lot.
I know I’m bigger than most people, so I need to keep that in mind when I take her, but I’m not going to wait any longer.
Calla was right: my animal side wants to touch her and take her. I won’t hold back any longer.
I can’t help but let out a low growl because I’m so focused on the little bit of skin between her top and jeans that makes her a*s look so good. But what makes her most attractive is how sure of herself she is. The way she told me to f**k her. I’m so in love with her. It’s time for me to take what’s always been mine.
I reach for her face, my big hands holding her baby cheeks, which I love so much. I kiss her hard, letting her know what to expect. The way her body moves under mine makes my c**k harder than it has ever been before. I groan and then move my hands down to the bottom of her shirt. She helps me take it off with great excitement, and she’s left in a lace bra that you can see through. In red, of all colors.
I can’t help but groan when I see my woman in sexy underwear.
“When did you buy this?” I ask in a low voice, never taking my eyes off her body. The way her nipples poke through the fabric and beg for my mouth is almost too much for me to handle.
“I bought it a while ago with Natalie and Skyler at the mall. They made me buy it,” she says, her shyness showing a little.
I lean down to kiss her again and say, “You are so beautiful.” As I bite her lip, my hands move over the skin of her stomach. She gasps, and I lick her bottom lip once to ease the pain, then I go down to her mark.
I s**k on the soft skin of her neck with a strength I don’t usually show her. I suddenly want to show everyone that Calla is mine. The mark is a sign for other werewolves, but I don’t want any human boys trying to take what’s mine.
I gave her so many love bites on her neck that she’ll probably yell at me when she sees them in the mirror. But right now, she doesn’t seem to be upset. In fact, it’s the opposite: her pelvis jerks forward every time I touch a sensitive spot.
She grabs my shirt and pulls on the hem. When I laugh at how eager she is, it makes her small body shiver.
“Are we impatient?” I say with a smirk, but I still do what they ask and take off the black fabric. She looks at my body in a way that makes me want to be inside her right now, so many sounds come out of that sexy mouth of hers.
Soon.
She bites her lip, which she does a lot without realizing it’s a huge turn-on for me. I can’t help but kiss her again; my tongue slides over hers right away, and our lower bodies rub against each other to make more friction.
I kiss her all over her body, aiming for her jeans, and then I stop. I don’t touch her nipples because I know she wants me to. Teasing her is part of my plan to make her wet and ready.
As I kiss down her stomach, she makes a small pouting noise, but when I finally start to unbutton the jeans that are bothering me, she just watches and licks her lips.
This woman is going to ruin me.
And of course, she has to wear the matching underwear with that sexy bra.
Calla is still lying under me, and with each heavy breath she takes, her breasts rise and fall. My eyes are drawn to her nipples, and in one quick motion, her bra and panties are ripped off and thrown on the floor.
I have wanted her to be in this position ever since I first saw her walk into that coffee shop she loves so much. She is wet and ready for me now. My ideal partner. My.
I have to say some things because she nods at me and looks up at me through her lashes.
“Yes, I’m yours.”
Does she know how much that one thing makes me feel?
My chest rumbles with animalistic pleasure, and my eyes probably get brighter the more excited I get. I’m so hard in my jeans that it hurts, so I take them off and put on my boxers.
I want to get her ready more before my c**k goes into her tight p***y, so I leave the boxers on for now.
I lick one of her nipples and roll the other one between my thumb and pointer finger. She gasps at the feeling and grabs my hair to keep me still.
I keep tracing my tongue around her pink n****e, and I can feel how hard they are just by touching them. I can feel her thighs rubbing against each other, but I can’t let that happen. I lower my body between her legs so she can’t get the friction she wants.
I tell her, “Uh-uh.”
“Please,” she says, shaking, still trying to rub her thighs together but failing miserably because I’m in her way.
“I’ve got you, baby,” I say, and then I keep teasing her n****e with my hot mouth while I move my right hand to the place she wants me to touch the most.
I put a finger in her wet heat and feel how wet she is, and I haven’t even done anything yet. Nothing will be as bad as what I will do to her.
She gasps at how strange it feels for my finger to be inside of her, and I groan at how sweet she smells. All I want to do is taste her.
So I do.
I let go of her n****e, but not before blowing cool air on it, which makes her back arch and her voice make a cute but sexy sound.
I lower my head to her p***y and watch as her body clings to my finger with all its might. I add another finger and finger her harder and faster. I want to see her slowly give in to me over and over again as her fingers grip the sheets below her.
I put two fingers inside her and then drop my mouth down to her clit. I start to circle my tongue around it, switching between licking and sucking it. Her high-pitched moans get more and more desperate, and when she grips my hair and pushes me deeper into her body, I let go of everything I have.
I keep going faster and faster, and then I add a third finger. She moans my name like it’s the only word she knows.
After that, she lets go and cums all over my face and hand.
Her heavy breathing fills the room, but I’m just getting started. I lick my lips and fingers to get as much of her arousal on my tongue as I can. She watches. She seems more turned on now than before. I can tell she’s ready this time because she doesn’t seem as shy as she did last time, when she was still a little hesitant.
As I take off my boxers, her hazel eyes get bigger. When my c**k springs free and slaps against my stomach after being freed from the painful confines, they widen a little bit.
“Are you ready to be f****d so hard that you can’t walk straight?” I ask, going back to bed and putting a hand on each side of her so I’m hovering over her small, delicious body.
She agrees. “I’m ready. I want you all the way.”
I lean over and pick up a condom from the bedside table. I open the package with my mouth and then slowly roll it over my hardness. Calla watches with absolute fascination.
I can’t help but smile. I’m a cocky jerk, and I love how shocked she is at how big I am. I say what I know she’s been thinking.
“It will fit.”
She bites her lip and looks down at my c**k again, and her cheeks turn bright red. My baby is scared.
I relax my dominance for a moment and lean forward to kiss her slowly and sweetly. She doesn’t say anything if she doesn’t like the taste of herself.
“I love you,” I say, but it’s just a whisper on her swollen lips. I can’t get enough of her taste.
“I love you too, Jaxon,” she whispers back. She pulls me back to her lips for more kisses that make my head spin.