Page 28 of Rejected Sold Mate (Crystal Creek Wolves #4)

We could do that later. I had her where I wanted her, and now that she'd given her approval, I wasn't stopping until we were both satisfied.

But Rhie, as usual, had other plans.

She sank to her knees on the concrete floor, and while I winced in sympathy, she barely seemed to notice, pulling at my belt until it fell open. She was deft, undoing the button and the zipper with ease, and when she freed my cock, she gave a low, approving hum.

My mate showed me how much she approved when she leaned forward, one hand grabbed my hip to keep me still, while her soft lips opened and took me inside.

The cavern of her mouth was so hot that it was nearly burning, her clever tongue twirling over the head of my cock until I had to brace myself with a hand on the table to keep steady.

It felt like the sweetest revenge for all the times I'd made her legs shake, but I sure as well wasn't going to complain.

She didn't complain either as I gently tangled my fingers in her hair, cupping the back of her head and moving her just how I wanted. Rhie was willing and eager, licking and sucking at my length even as I bumped against the back of her throat, again and again.

“That's it,” I groaned, “Just like that.”

But even as her mouth worked, her hands were busy, shoving my pants and boxer briefs further down so she could stroke and squeeze the parts of me she couldn't reach with her lips.

It was the perfect mix of pleasure, and before I knew it, the heat in my lower stomach was growing, threatening to spill over.

I wanted to come down her throat so fucking bad, but we didn't have forever in the back of the bar, and I needed to get her over the edge, too.

Pulling her face away from my cock was one of the hardest things I'd ever done, but I managed, instead, tugging her up so I could kiss her pink, swollen lips.

“Get on the table, Rhie,” I growled. “Turn around, and grab the other edge. Spread those pretty legs for me.”

She shivered, but did what I asked, bracing her elbows on the wood so she could bend at the waist and show me her soaked cunt. She was dripping wet, and the sight had me clenching my teeth.

I stepped behind her, running my hands over her smooth thighs, giving her a quick spank on her round ass just to hear her gasp.

I was so fucking lucky, and when my hips settled against hers, cock nestled against her, it was a struggle not to sink in and rut like an animal.

But my mate deserved more than that. So much more.

I leaned over her, kissing her shoulder and neck as I lined us up. She was breathing heavily, but her face was turned and watching me, and when I pressed inside of her, her eyes rolled back and her mouth opened.

“God,” she gasped, and I echoed the sentiment.

The fit was tight, and hot, and so damn good, and once I was inside, her walls gripped me tight. I didn't move, not yet, waiting until her breathing slowed a bit and she was relaxed before I started thrusting.

I moved slowly, savoring the slide and drag, the way her body clenched around me. Rhie arched her back, her hair spilling down the center of her spine, and she began pushing her hips back to meet mine, her gasps and whimpers loud in the silent room.

With my hands on her hips, I kept the pace steady, even when I felt my balls start to tighten.

She'd primed me well with her mouth, and I was ready to blow.

But not before she came. I clenched my jaw, willing my self-control to hold on as I reached between us.

My fingers found her clit in seconds, and it was like she'd been shocked as soon as I stroked it once, the electric pleasure adding to the slow, rolling ecstasy from where I was fucking her.

“Just like that,” she praised, the muscles in her arms straining as she held on to the table for dear life. “Just like that, Alpha.”

I would have given her anything in that moment, would have taken her anywhere, and bought her whatever she wanted.

And the only thing she wanted was my fingers working her clit while I pounded her pussy, her body tensing and her cries increasing in pitch until, with one final push, her climax crashed over her.

She shook beneath me, and her inner walls clenched tight, but I didn't stop.

Instead, I sped up, chasing the pleasure for myself.

Rhie didn't seem to mind, her head hanging as she moaned through the aftershocks.

It wasn't long before the pressure burst and my release rushed through me, making me shudder.

I pumped her full of come, the bond between us glowing bright gold, and I felt the satisfaction on both ends. It was like coming home.

As soon as my cock slipped free, and the come had a chance to drip from her pussy, I pulled her up and turned her in my arms. She was flushed, her cheeks red and her eyes glittering, and her hair was a mess, but I'd never seen anything more beautiful.

“You're perfect,” I whispered, leaning forward to kiss her. “And you're mine.”

She sighed, sagging against my chest, and for a moment, I felt her relax and let go.

“I know,” she finally replied. “I'm yours.”