Claimed And Mastered (Wayward Mates Series Book 6)

by Delta James

  “You will not use your hands. You may lick and kiss only. You are not to put it in your mouth and you are to lick up any pre-cum that may start to leak. Anything else and you go back over my knee and we start over. Do you understand me, little girl?”

  “Declan, please?”

  “Lizzy, do as you’re told.”

  She nodded and focused her attention on his cock. She licked from the base of his cock to the tip, swirling her tongue around the head. Then she whispered kisses down his length along the underside as Declan moaned. She repeated the motions, causing pre-cum to continue to leak. Each time she would lick it clean before starting again. Declan massaged her scalp as he enjoyed her attentions. He watched her body relax as she seemed to take satisfaction in pleasing him.

  “Open your mouth,” Declan instructed.

  Lizzy did so and Declan directed his cock into her mouth. He let it lay heavy and throbbing on her tongue. He closed his eyes for a moment just to savor the feeling of the warm, wet heat that enveloped him. He knew, once he mounted her, this same sensation would be amplified and would combine with the feeling of her nice, snug pussy all along his length.

  “Suck,” he said quietly.

  He watched as her cheeks hollowed in and out as she sucked him. He groaned and pulled her head forward as he shoved his cock to the back of her mouth. She gagged a bit, but relaxed her jaw to open up the back of her throat to accommodate him.

  “That’s a good girl, take it all.”

  Slowly he thrust in and out of her mouth as she continued to pleasure him within the bounds he had given her. He groaned again as she increased the strength with which she was applying suction.

  “That’s enough, little girl.”

  He withdrew from her mouth and lifted her off her knees.

  “Up on the bed on your knees.”

  “No, not that way.”

  “Yes, Lizzy. I’m going to mount you from behind and hammer your pussy until I’m sure you’ve gotten it through your head that only one of us is in charge and it isn’t you. Once I’m sure you’ve learned your lesson, we’ll move on to other positions. But until then, you get fucked in submissive positions only.”

  “Declan...” she mewled.

  “Lizzy, I’m getting tired of having to give you a choice between doing as you’re told or getting spanked again. From here on out if you don’t mind me, I’ll just assume you need your ass rewarmed and take care of that before making you do what I had originally asked.”

  They locked eyes—hers blazing with defiance—before she broke eye contact and dropped her head, nodding. Lizzy climbed onto the bed and stayed on her hands and knees. Declan could see her body had lost some of its languid nature. He reached under her body and began to fondle her nipples. He smiled as she sighed and began to relax again.

  “That’s my good girl,” he crooned.

  Her body shivered in response.

  He joined her on the bed and continued to stroke her body to keep her relaxed and soft in his hands. Declan ran his finger down her spine and between her punished ass cheeks, pausing briefly to finger her back entrance. She ducked her bottom away from him.

  “There will come a time, my Lizzy, when you will ask me to claim your ass in that way as well. I want you to go down onto your elbows, spread your legs, and show me just how wet my naughty girl’s pussy is.”

  He smiled as once again she complied without protest.

  “Such a good girl when she’s been well-spanked.”

  Declan took her hips in his hands as he positioned himself behind her. His cock was almost bobbing in its anticipation of sinking home into her soft, wet sheath. He positioned it at the entrance to her core and then re-grasped her hips. Holding her steady, he breached her in one hard thrust. His first stroke resulted in him sinking into her all the way to his balls.

  She gasped—not in pain but in deep satisfaction at the strength of his possession.

  Declan began to stroke her pussy with his cock. At first it was long, deep, and slow but soon he was thrusting with more power and speed. She tried desperately to move back and forth with him to have some kind of control in their coupling, but Declan held her fast. She needed to know who was fucking whom. She needed to learn it wasn’t she who would do the hard riding, but she who was going to be ridden.

  Declan meant to ride her until she was exhausted. Her pussy began to pulse in rhythm to his cock pummeling her pussy.

  “Declan, please.”

  “You’re fine, Lizzy, I’ve got you. You come for me. You show me how much you want and need me to fuck you.”

  Her body went rigid as her pussy clamped down around him as she climaxed calling his name. Something in the way she cried out for him brought forth a deep need to dominate the woman whose cunt he was hammering. Declan couldn’t recall a time he’d ever used a woman this hard but everything about it felt right.

  Instead of allowing her to enjoy her own climax and then giving her time to recover, Declan continued to pound her pussy even harder. He watched as her arms stretched out in front of her and she grasped at the bed coverings in the same rhythm with which he plunged in and out of her. Declan couldn’t remember a woman ever feeling as good as Lizzy did. He loved the way her pussy contracted around his cock as she orgasmed and that she seemed capable of coming numerous times. He was also enjoying the heat he could feel radiating off her ass as his hips pistoned into them each time he thrust deeply.

  “Please,” she mewled. “I need you.”

  “Good girl,” he said as he began to hammer her pussy even harder and faster. He could feel his own climax beginning as his cum rushed down the length of his shaft and began to empty itself into her.

  Lizzy screamed his name as she came a final time and would have collapsed had he not been holding her so firmly. He butted her punished bottom with his pelvis to ensure all of his cum had been deposited. Holding her firmly pressed against him with his arm wrapped around her lower torso, he reached forward to stroke and tenderly play with her nipples.

  “I’m the one who does the riding around here, Lizzy, got that?”

  She nodded. He withdrew despite her protest at his doing so. He helped her off the bed before turning back the covers and putting her to bed. He climbed in beside her and pulled her close as he drew the covers over them before falling into a deep slumber.

  * * *

  Ava lay there wrapped in Declan’s embrace. She was exhausted. Her ass hurt. For Christ’s sake, her pussy hurt. No man had ever made her pussy sore. She didn’t want to like any of it, and yet if she was honest, she knew everything about it made her heart sing and her spirit soar. This was not what she’d had in mind when she’d showed him her tits and then ran away... or was it?

  She knew all of the stories about fated mates. How they recognized each other almost immediately even if both weren’t shifters. How the need to dominate and be dominated was intense and undeniable. And that the sexual need for one another was even greater. She racked her brain trying to remember if there had ever been a story about a female shifter being called to a human. Was that even possible?

  Of course it was possible. If it wasn’t, she wouldn’t be lying here with her ass on fire and her pussy aching both from Declan’s use and from wanting more. She made to try to leave the bed. Declan’s arm that was wrapped around her middle clamped down like a vise and slammed her back into his hard body.

  He growled, an actual growl this time.

  “Don’t. I’m in no mood to chase you again. You don’t leave this bed until we both get up tomorrow morning. I’m a long way from being done with you. Understood, Lizzy?”

  There it was without any way to deny it. She’d not only heard him growl, she had truly felt it within her body and soul. She could feel his power and need to dominate and hers to be dominated by him taking up residence in every fiber of her being.

  She nodded, which seemed to satisfy him.

  How was she supposed to live like this? He was human. He couldn’t lead a pa
ck like that. He’d never be able to knot her. Never again would she feel that exquisite sensation to be knotted as a wolf or experience it for the first time in human form.

  She had to admit that he had the ability to dominate and satisfy her. He’d just proven that in no uncertain terms. But she couldn’t believe that fate had interwoven her life with that of a human... much less one that was a game warden living in the middle of nowhere with an old, albeit kind, wolf shifter. Had the gods deemed her unworthy of being a wolf?

  Declan nuzzled her neck as he drew her body closer to his. She relaxed and gave herself to the comfort of his embrace before closing her eyes to sleep.

  * * *

  Ava woke to feeling Declan still holding her close. His lips moved sensuously along her shoulders and along the nape of her neck. He murmured sweet words of seduction, comfort, and love. His cock pressed against her backside and began to poke between her legs. She smiled to herself. Twice during the night she had been awakened by Declan to ease their mutual need. Twice he had brought her to shattering climaxes before taking his own release and pouring himself into her.

  She placed her hand over his and tried to guide it to the place between her legs that had begun to ache again for him.

  “Good morning, Lizzy,” he said lazily as he snaked his hand down her belly to briefly cup her entire sex before gently rubbing her clit. “Was there something you wanted?”

  “Yes,” she said with a sigh.

  “And what might that be?”

  “For you to take me again.”

  A humorous rumble resounded from deep within him. “Heavy emphasis on again. You’re greedy,” he teased.

  “I’m greedy? Whose hard cock is it that’s trying to get back into my pussy?”

  He laughed. “That would be mine.”

  He nudged her over onto her belly and got behind her, pulling her hips up so that she was on her knees. He secured her rump up against his pelvis as one hand ran down her torso and fondled her breasts. She moaned in response as he played with her nipples, rolling them back and forth between his fingers and thumb.

  She tried to rock herself to either entice him to quit playing and get on with it or perhaps to rub her clit along his hard cock.

  “Naughty,” he whispered as he swatted her between her legs, causing her to yelp. “What were you told about pleasuring yourself?”

  “Not to.”

  “Do we need to start the morning with you getting a spanking?”

  “No, Declan. Please. I... want you,” she admitted.

  “That’s my sweet girl,” he said, nuzzling her neck.

  He reached between her legs and began to soothe the sting of the swat he had delivered moments before. He inserted two fingers just inside her pussy to draw out some of her wet heat. He massaged it into her clit as she sighed and leaned into the hand that was playing with her beaded nipples. Ava made a sound somewhere between a moan of pleasure and a groan of frustration.

  “Declan...” she sighed.

  The deep grumbling noise began again and Ava responded to it with a growl of her own. She luxuriated in his stroking and responded with enthusiasm to his pleasuring. He starting to play with her clit and she rocked against his hand.

  Declan nestled his head against hers and whispered kisses along her neck. She arched her head back to offer him her mouth and he kissed her, bringing his hand up to stroke her neck before following the column of her throat back down to play briefly with her breasts following the midline of her torso back to her pelvis. Both of his hands came up to grasp her hips as he lined his cock up with the entrance to her pussy and plunged himself to his hilt.

  Ava inhaled sharply as he began to stroke her with concentrated thrusting. She cried out in extreme pleasure at his mastery of her body and gave herself over to his lovemaking. Declan’s cock withdrew and then drove back into her with surety and power. She stretched her body like a cat does when it’s being petted in a way it most likes. She purred in absolute pleasure.

  “Good girl,” he murmured. “Come for me, Lizzy.”

  Her body responded to his directive and her pussy contracted around his cock as he continued to spear her repeatedly and with more intensity. She felt as though the world had collapsed to just the two of them. Nothing else mattered. Only Declan and God help her... only pleasing Declan. Her orgasm burst forth and he groaned in response.

  He rode her hard through two orgasms before she could feel his cock starting to throb in the way she knew was a precursor to his own climax. He grasped her hips with more force as he pounded her pussy. She reveled in his embrace. As she began to feel his cum spurting into her, her own response exploded once more. She could no longer feel him emptying himself into her but felt him bump her punished ass a few more times to ensure she had everything he could give her.

  Declan uncoupled from her, petting her rump as he did so. It was a possessive, seductive, and yet somehow affectionate gesture.

  He fell to her side, bringing her with him.

  Chapter Ten

  Ava and Declan quickly fell into a pattern. Declan stayed in her cottage at night, joining her after dark and then leaving before full sunrise. Ava had convinced him that she felt uncomfortable at this stage having anyone know. He had accepted her explanation, but had told her he would only wait until their work together was concluded. They found that once they had settled things between them personally, that working together was easy, productive, and fun.

  They met several times to discuss the wildlife study. Moose, black bears, and white-tail deer were the most abundant species. Their numbers were kept in check by hunting, availability of forage, and Maine’s predators—the Canadian lynx, the bobcat, and the coyote.

  “None of those seem large enough to take down a bear or a moose,” Ava said one afternoon sitting in Declan’s lap with her laptop.

  “The bear population is kept in check mostly by hunters and other bears. A full-grown moose has very few natural predators other than man. But the calves are susceptible to attack, mostly by packs of coyotes. That female wolf may be preying on them as well.”

  “I don’t think she’d do that... kill a baby moose.”

  Declan laughed. “Sweetheart, she doesn’t see a baby, she sees dinner.”

  “So do you just allow hunters to kill whatever they like?”

  “No, they have to get a permit and special tags for individual species. And it is the State of Maine that governs that, not me. I’m one of the guys that keeps the hunters honest and ensures that they don’t decimate the species as they did with wolves in the early part of the twentieth century.”

  He kissed her and she seemed to accept his answer.

  Ava had been concerned that Bess would not approve of their liaison, but Declan’s housekeeper merely gave her a benign smile and said nothing. Ava knew that she had to buy time. That he was her fated mate she had come to accept. She didn’t like it, but she recognized that the choice was not hers. What she had yet to decide was what she was going to do about that. The one thing she didn’t want was for Declan to find out that either she or Bess was a shifter.

  Declan continued to make love to her nightly... and usually several times in a night. He most often took her from behind, saying she had yet to convince him she had truly accepted who was dominant in their relationship. He was right. While Ava knew it was true, she refused to accept it. She knew that accepting that he was dominant and her fated mate meant accepting what she felt was a lesser life. The idea of turning him never occurred to her. She had only heard a handful of tales about males being turned and most often they did not have happy endings.

  He continued to caution both Bess and her to stay close to the house and he’d put the beach and the woods off limits. Declan had left earlier this morning for a meeting out of town and said he would return that evening.

  “Well, you’d best be back in time to see to my needs, or else I might find another to do it for you.”

  Declan laughed. “Naughty girl. You know t
he only cock you want plowing your pussy at night is mine.”

  “True enough,” she had sighed as she kissed him. “But if you aren’t home early enough I may start without you.”

  He had turned at the door. “You break that rule, sweetheart, and I’ll give you reason to never do it again.”

  He’d left and Ava had waved to him as the Jeep pulled out of the drive. She turned back toward her cottage but stopped when Bess called to her.

  “Lizzy, come on up to the house. I’ve got fresh cinnamon scones.”

  Ava smiled. The housekeeper knew they had become her favorite. Ava walked up to the main house entering the kitchen.

  “Yum. And to what do I owe this invitation?”

  Bess smiled and patted the kitchen chair.

  “We need to talk about you and Declan.” She held up her hand. “Do not insult me by trying to deny it. Declan’s a man with a man’s needs and you are beautiful and from what I can see extremely tactile, sensuous, and responsive. When the two of you are together, you’re about as subtle as a freight train.”

  Ava looked at her askance.

  “What? I wasn’t supposed to have figured out the two of you were sleeping together?” asked Bess.

  “You hadn’t said anything.”

  “It’s not really my concern, Lizzy. You swore to me once that whatever trouble you’re in would not hurt Declan. Is that still the case?”

  Ava nodded. “Yes, and just so you know I didn’t start things with Declan. He did.”

  “I rather imagine he did when you danced half naked in the rain. Oh, he may have been the one to initiate things on a physical level, but we both know who started it... don’t we?”

  Ava searched her face. There was nothing there that was disapproving or judgmental. There was, however, some concern.

  “You’re worried that I’ll hurt him.”

  Bess shook her head. “No, dearie, as much as you like to think of yourself as cold and in control, I know you aren’t that way at all. I’m going to advise you again about heeding the call of your fated mate. The longer you try to deny it, the harder it will be on you when you finally surrender to its call.”