“What?” she says, looking dazed.
“You were saying something about how that was never going to happen again?”
She slowly lowers her arms and then shakes the daze out of her head. “I was saying… What was I saying?”
“Something about mates.”
“Right,” she says, snapping back to it. “I’m not going to come between you and your mate.”
“I know you won’t.”
“Exactly. Wait. What?”
“Brooklyn,” I say as I grab her arms and lean in close to her face. “You’re my mate.”
She just stares at me.
“We’re mates. My shifter bond is with you.”
“It is?”
I start laughing. “Yes! Were you thinking about me last night?”
She starts avoiding my eyes again and acting all strange. “No, I was… a… thinking about…”
“Me?”
Her eyes dart back to mine. “A little bit.”
“I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you since you ran out of here yesterday. The past few hours have been torture for me. It’s been killing me not to be with you.”
She swallows hard as it all sinks in.
“Come with me,” I say as I offer her my hand. “I’ll make you breakfast and you can ask me anything you want.”
She looks at my outstretched hand and then slides her palm over mine. “But I had a whole speech prepared.”
I laugh as I squeeze her hand and bring her to my place. “You can recite it to me over coffee.”
“It’s not the same now,” she says as she follows me. “I was all worked up and passionate before.”
“Don’t worry,” I say with a grin. “We’re going to get plenty worked up and passionate before the day is through.”
Brooklyn is watching me over her mug of coffee as I scramble some fresh eggs in a bowl. I can tell her mind is turning, trying to take this all in.
I’m just so relieved that she’s mine now. I have my mate here and no one can take her away from me. I don’t know how I survived this long without her, but I know if I’d have to give her up now, my heart couldn’t take it.
“What are you thinking? I ask as her forehead scrunches up a bit. I want to know everything about her—her thoughts, her dreams, the way she thinks. I want to know it all, but more than anything, I want to know what she looks like without those clothes on. I want to analyze and study every detail of her young ripe body. I want to know every inch of her intimately.
“All kinds of things,” she says as she lowers the mug onto the island. Both hands are wrapped around it, which squeezes her breasts together in the most enticing way. She’s wearing a pink t-shirt with a large round neckline that hangs down low enough to show me the top of her cleavage.
My bear groans inside as I look her over. Her big wavy hair is up in a messy bun, revealing the soft flesh on her neck. I feel my grizzly stirring inside as I look at the spot where our mark is destined to go. She must feel it tingling because she lets go of her mug and touches it.
“Did you only hire me because I’m your mate?”
I add some milk into the bowl as I whip the eggs harder. “I hired you because I couldn’t spend one more day without you by my side.”
“So, there’s no job?”
I smile as I turn to the pan and toss a piece of butter in it. It starts to sizzle. “You can have my paycheck, Brooklyn. I’ll give everything I have to keep you here.”
She bites her bottom lip as she watches me pour the eggs in. I keep glancing at her reflection in the stainless steel fan above the stove while I stir the eggs. I can’t seem to look away from her.
“What do we have planned to do today?”
I turn back to her and the sight of my mate in my house sets fire to my veins. My body detonates with arousal as all the dirty things I want to do to her, but have been holding back, start to intensify and mount to the point where I can’t hold the intense need back any longer.
My hands clench tight as I grind my jaw. My cock hardens like a rock as I look down at her soft lips and then down to her round tits. I’m tingling all over, ready to pounce on this stunner of a girl.
I swear my dick is going to rip through my jeans if gets any harder. I can feel my balls swelling with hot come.
I take off my hat and run a shaky hand through my hair as a growl rumbles up my throat. I’m ready to claim her right here. Right now.
“Oh,” she says as her eyes widen and she leans back on her stool. Her body tightens as she sees the need in my eyes. “So, that’s what we’re going to do…”
I can’t hold back any longer. The control I’ve been struggling with snaps. Desire and need take over.
She gasps as I clear the island with my arm, swiping it across and knocking everything to the floor. Dishes crash and break, but she never takes her lust-filled blue eyes off me.
We both leap onto each other at once, kissing and groping as we fall onto the cold counter. I climb onto her as I thrust my tongue into her mouth. My dick is aching as I dig it into her big thigh.
I love that she’s got tons of curves. I knew I’d love my mate no matter what she looked like, but I always secretly wished she’d be a full-figured girl with a nice big ass.
She grabs my cheeks and holds my mouth against hers as the eggs start to burn on the oven. I don’t care. I’m only hungry for her.
“Touch me,” she begs as she presses her sweet cunt against my thigh. “My pussy is burning.”
I thrust my hand into her jeans, sliding under her panties and my heart stops when I feel how wet and soft she is.
“Oh, Logan,” she gasps as she grabs my forearm. She’s squeezing it hard, but holding my hand in place as I slide my fingers through her sopping folds.
My eyes are locked on her beautiful face. Her eyes are squeezed shut, lips parted as she holds back a scream.
I crush my lips against hers, tasting her sweet innocence as I run my fingertips in tight little circles over her engorged clit. She starts to convulse on the counter as I swallow her muffled cries down.
Her whimpers and whines get louder as I rub her clit harder. She’s so soft down there. She’s so wet. The hot scent of her arousal fills my lungs as the eggs sizzle on the stove.
Her back starts jerking and she rips her mouth away from mine, screaming out as she comes hard on my hand.
A flood of warm juice coats my fingers as I rub her hot slit and trace the edge of her tight opening.
“Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck,” she gasps over and over again as the orgasm tears through her, causing her legs to tremble and her body to shake.
I slide my wet hand out of her pants and she watches as I put my fingers to my mouth and suck her juices clean off. I groan as I taste how sugary sweet her warm cunt tastes. It’s heavenly.
I want more.
A growl rumbles out of me as I get off the counter and turn the stove off before heading to her feet. She’s still so shaken from her orgasm that she barely notices I’m gone. Her head is turned to the side, her eyes squeezed closed as adorable little whimpers escape her parted lips.
I unbutton her jeans and pull them off. Her blue cotton underwear is soaking wet. I grin as I grab it and slide it down her beautiful thick legs.
The sight staggers me. I wobble back and grab onto the counter for support as I stare at my mate’s naked pussy.
My balls ache, feeling like they’re about to burst from all the hot come I have for this tight little cunt that’s throbbing with need. I wipe a hand down my face and curse under my breath as I stare at the light brown curls and then down to her beautiful folds that are as pink as a rose. She’s glistening all over and that opening is barely showing with how tight it is.
This girl is virgin tight. She’s never had a man before just like I’ve never had a woman. We’ve both been saving ourselves for this moment. This amazing beautiful moment.
Her warm scent tickles the inside of my nose as I savor the taste
of her on my tongue. I loved feeling her come on my hand and now I want to feel it on my mouth.
I pull off my shirt and go to her. She whimpers but doesn’t resist as I wrap an arm around each leg and yank her forward. Her pussy is so close. It’s right in my face and I can’t believe this is happening.
She cries out as I dive in, devouring every inch of her like I’ve been waiting for this for years. I have been and I’ll be damned if I’m not going to take advantage of it.
I coat my mouth with her hot juice as I slide my tongue all over her. She tastes unbelievable. My fingers dig into her soft thighs as I suck her clit and then slide my tongue down to her entrance. I tease her as I dip my tip in a little and then plunge my whole tongue inside, tasting her warm innocent sweetness.
She starts writhing against my mouth as she gets into it. Her hands are gripping the edge of the counter behind her as her tits sway back and forth under her shirt.
“Take that shirt off,” I growl between licks. “I want to see my mate’s big tits.”
She’s breathing heavily, eyes heavy with lust as she leans up and yanks off her shirt. My eyes are locked on her chest as she quickly undoes her bra and tosses it to the floor.
“Shit,” I whisper as she drops her back down onto the counter. I reach up and grab her bare tits, moaning as I dig my tongue deeper inside her.
She starts to tense up again and her back arches as I bring her to another crushing orgasm. It hits her harder than the last one. I grin against her throbbing cunt as she flops around on the counter, crying out and screaming my name.
I love seeing her like this. I love bringing her to these heights of pleasure. It’s going to be like this from now on. Not one day will pass without me worshipping her perfect cunt. I’m going to be on my knees like this praying to it every morning.
Her pussy pulses against my lips in a steady rhythm as I drink down every drop of warm juice that she gives me. It looks so intense for her.
I love it.
My cock is aching with the need to claim her virginity. I don’t wait until she’s stopped shaking this time. I stand back, eyeing those beautiful tits as I quickly take off my jeans and get as naked as she is.
I scoop her body off the counter and bring her to the couch. Her blue eyes are all hazy, looking out of it as her head rolls back a little.
I sink onto the cushion and bring her down on top of me, making her straddle my thighs as I grab my big dick. She holds onto my shoulders as her eyes start to come back online, realizing what’s coming.
“I’m taking you raw now,” I growl as I guide my swollen head to her tight little opening. Her eyes flicker with excitement as she gets a jolt of energy back.
“This pussy belongs to me. Your virginity belongs to me.”
She whimpers as I push my hips up, forcing the head of my cock into her wet hole. Holy hell, she’s tight…
I grunt as I feel her tunnel squeezing me like it doesn’t want me to enter. Her warm nectar seeps down my thick shaft, tickling my balls which feel like they’re going to burst they’re so full.
“Alright, girl,” I say with a harshness in my throat as I grab her round ass. “Sink this beautiful pussy down on me. Give me your cherry. You’re a virgin, aren’t you?”
She bites her bottom lip as she looks down at me with glazed-over eyes. She nods.
“Oh, lord,” I whisper as I look down where we’re connected. I knew this cunt had to be virgin tight, but hearing her confirm it is sending chills shooting down my spine.
“You ready?”
She nods. Breathless. Beautiful. All mine. “Yes.”
“Slide this tight cunt down on me.”
She digs her nails into my shoulders and drops down with a loud cry. I grit my teeth and throw my head back as I feel my big cock tearing through her cherry and sinking all the way inside.
“You’re so deep,” she moans as she rolls her hips, grinding her clit against my hard pelvis. “You feel so incredibly big.”
I can’t even talk as I feel her pussy clamping down around me. She’s so tight. This girl is a true killer.
I’ve waited so long for my mate and was expecting so much. So far, she has not disappointed in any way.
She grabs my knees and leans back as she gets used to my size. I grab her beautiful breasts and start massaging them as I lean forward and coat her perfect pink nipples with my tongue.
I can feel her hot pussy pulsing and milking my shaft as she starts moving a little, bouncing up and down lightly, sliding an inch at first, and then a little bit further up.
Her virginity is seeping out, making a mess on my balls. I love that there’s nothing between us. Nothing stopping my seed from planting itself in her young ripe womb. I want her bred with my cubs. I want to give her my baby.
“You feel a little looser now?” I ask as she starts riding me a little bit higher. She’s not taking me in full strokes. She’s only riding up halfway.
“Yeah,” she moans. “It feels good.”
“That’s my dirty girl.” I grin as I watch her taking my cock. “All the way up now, Brooklyn. I want to feel your pussy sliding up and down my full length.”
She does as I say and starts riding me higher, deeper, faster. I release her tits and grab her thighs. I love the way her big breasts are bouncing in front of my face as she gets wild. They’re mesmerizing.
She spots my black cowboy hat on the edge of the couch and grabs it, grinning as she puts it on her head. Holy fuck, this girl is gorgeous. She looks like a cowgirl from my dreams as she rides my pole with it on.
“You’re so sexy,” I say as I stare at her in awe.
“So are you, cowboy,” she says with a smile that quickly turns into a heavy moan.
“You like that?” I growl. “You like taking your mate’s cock?”
“You’re so big,” she whines.
“And it’s all for you,” I promise. “This cock was made for your pussy only.”
I stare at her in awe as her wavy brown hair bounces against her back. She’s incredible. My emotions are building as we make this official. I’m already in love with this girl. I’m already utterly obsessed with my mate.
I still can’t believe she’s mine. I’ve never felt more possessive of anything than I do of her. I never want to let this girl out of my sight.
Her moans start to deepen and her whimpers become more high-pitched. I can tell she’s close to coming again.
I’m close too. I can’t hold myself back any longer. The view of this sweet young thing bouncing on my cock is enough to throw me over the edge of euphoria.
“I’m going to come in your pussy,” I growl as I grab her ass cheeks and spread them apart as she rides me. “You understanding me? Your flawless virgin kitty is going to be marked with my seed.”
“I want to feel it,” she moans. My cowboy hat falls off as she presses her forehead to mine while thrusting her hips up and down. Her mouth is wide open and I can feel her hot breath on my lips.
I kiss her hard as she sinks all the way down and grinds her clit on me.
“You’re all mine now. Your pussy. Your womb. Everything.”
“I know,” she says as she places her hand on my hard chest and starts riding me again. This time she’s determined to get both of us off.
And it’s working. I grab ahold of her swaying tits and feel her pussy start to clamp down even tighter.
She suddenly rips her head back and cries out as the third orgasm of the morning takes over her sweet body. Has a more amazing creature ever been created? I doubt it.
I grit my teeth as I feel her hot pussy squeezing me, milking me, pulsing around me. It’s begging for my come and I let her have it.
A roar rips from my throat as I come deep in her virgin cunt. It erupts out of my balls, surge after surge after surge, coating her ripe womb and making her mine.
She crumbles into my chest and I wrap my arms around her, holding her tight and breathing in the fruity scent of her hair as the intensity o
f this moment rocks me to my core.
My bear grumbles in approval as I hold her tight. He wants his mark on her neck, but he knows we can’t move too fast. One thing at a time.
And right now, we’re just enjoying seeing our mate in pure bliss…
Chapter Six
Brooklyn
I’m holding onto my horse’s reins with white knuckles as I follow Logan along the trail at the base of the mountain. It’s the first time I’ve ever been on a horse and I’m terrified.
“Are you okay?” he asks with a soothing smile as he turns around.
I forget about my terror for a second when I see him looking at me from under his cowboy hat. His sleeves are rolled up his thick arms, his shirt open enough that I can see the top of his hard chest. He’s so hot. He rides that horse with such grace and ease, like it’s an extension of himself.
“I’m great!” I say, trying to act all cool and calm like him. The little show falls to pieces when my horse starts to walk down the slight incline and I scream.
Logan whispers something to his horse and the huge black stallion stops and lets my horse catch up.
“You’re scared,” Logan says as we ride side by side.
“I am not!”
“Your knuckles are white.”
“They’re always like that. It’s a condition I have. White knuckleitis syndrome is the medical term for it, I think.”
He laughs as he shakes his head. “You’re riding with me.”
Before I know what’s happening, he reaches over, grabs me, and lifts me off my horse.
I scream as he plops me down in front of him. Zeus keeps walking as if we’re nothing but pesky fleas on his strong back.
“This is better,” I whisper as he wraps his big arms around me, caging me in. “A lot better.”
The fear dissipates as we ride together. My horse named Hera follows us by herself.
I can feel his cock hardening against the top of my ass so I inch back, pressing harder against him. A groan rumbles out of his throat and I smile. I love hearing that groan and I love it even more that it’s me bringing it out of him.
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