by Jenika Snow
He gave one last groan before covering her left nipple with his hot, wet mouth and sucked long and hard. The blood rushed to the surface and caused it to swell under his ministrations. For several agonizingly pleasure-filled minutes, all he did was suck on her breasts. He alternated between them, drawing the tissue out with his teeth and then dragging his tongue over the slight sting he caused.
Kenzie was vaguely aware of the sounds coming from her, ones that should have made her embarrassed, but ones that she couldn’t even comprehend, because the ecstasy was far too intense. Her panties were soaked, and her pulse beat in her clit. He smelled her arousal and proved as much when he slid his palm down her belly, unsnapped the button of her jeans with expert fingers, and pushed his hand into her panties. At the first touch of his fingers in her slick cleft, Kenzie cried out.
“It feels so good, Bram.” The words had meant to be thought, not said, but she was glad she hadn’t censored how he made her feel, because she didn’t want anything between them. God, she’d never felt anything like this. Pleasure. Consuming pleasure. That’s what this was. This is what it meant to feel… incredible.
“Yeah, it really fucking does, baby.” He continued to stroke her slowly. “You’re so fucking wet for me, Kenzie.” He pushed a thick finger into her pussy and started pulling it back out and in again slowly. “It’s all for me, baby. Tell me you’re this wet for me, that I’m the one that made this pussy juicy,” he murmured against her chest at the same time he pressed his thumb to her clit and started working the bundle of nerves back and forth.
“Bram…” His name fell from her lips like a plea. She wanted him desperately. She was like a fiend, this need unlike she’d ever felt.
Kenzie let go of his hair and moved her hands between their bodies. If he wasn’t going to get rid of the offending material, then she would take things into her own hands. Bram let out a hoarse growl, grabbed her ass like he thought she meant to run from him, and hauled her up his body. Kenzie instinctively wrapped her legs around his waist and pressed herself on his dick.
Hissing out a curse, Bram took her mouth in a hungry kiss for long, drugging seconds. Breaking away long enough that he could stride out of the bathroom and down the hall, all Kenzie could do was hang on, close her eyes, and inhale everything that was him.
He shouldered a door open, and when they were inside, she knew instantly it was his room. It smelled like him: wild, citrusy, and untamed. The sun streamed through the slightly parted blinds and gave her an unobstructed view of his massive bed.
Aside from end tables on each side of the bed, a large flat-screen television hanging on the wall across from that, and a leather recliner that sat beside the window, it was bare. His lips found her pulse right below her ear again and sucked on her skin lightly.
“Shit, baby, tell me to go slow. I need you to say the words.”
Taking hold of chunks of his hair in her hands, she brought his mouth to hers and kissed him. For the first time in her life she was being kissed.
Their tongues pressed to one another, and when he retreated, she followed into his mouth. It was strange taking control, and in all honesty, she wasn’t sure if she liked it, but Bram was dominating in the best of ways seconds later, and she sighed against his mouth. It was perfect and like nothing she had ever experienced.
“I’m not going to say that.”
A gasp left her when she felt his canines lengthen against her collarbone. He dragged them across the slightly protruding bones, back and forth, over and over again as if he couldn’t get enough of them.
“I don’t want slow. I don’t want easy. I want you to take me like you would your mate.” Before she could even take a breath, her back met the mattress, and Bram was tearing her jeans and panties off. Fabric rending pierced her lust-fogged mind, but everything else faded in the distance when he placed his hands on her knees. He pried her legs apart and slowly trailed his palms down her inner thighs. Closer and closer, he came to the area of her body that ached the most for him.
“Look at me, Kenzie.”
Forcing herself up on her elbows so she could see what Bram was doing between her legs was harder than she thought. Her limbs felt like pudding, and a jittery sensation coursed through her veins. Bram lifted just his eyes to her, and she held her breath.
“I want you to watch your mate eat your pussy and love every fucking minute of it.” A high settled into her, and her lips parted as he slowly lowered his head to her pussy, never once taking his eyes off her.
This was going to be an experience that would forever change her, but she knew it was for the best.
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Fuck. Her pussy smelled like ambrosia and was the hottest fucking thing he had ever seen. When his mouth was only an inch from the soft, supple lips of her pussy, he broke eye contact with her and looked down at her cunt. “Christ, Kenzie.” She was pink and glistening from her arousal for him. How in the hell did a bastard like him get so damn lucky? He was still in amazement.
Her clit was swollen and red and just begging for him. Latching his mouth over the engorged bud, Bram sucked on her like a starving man. She tasted so good, so fresh that he grew thirsty for more.
“I’m so very hungry for you, baby.” He licked her so many times he couldn’t feel his tongue, but he didn’t stop, couldn’t. She made these needy little sounds, ones that drove him absolutely fucking crazy with lust. Moving his hands down her thighs, he stopped when he framed her pretty pussy.
Taking his thumbs and spreading her labia apart, he lifted just his eyes and made sure she was still doing okay, that he wasn’t scaring the shit out of her with his almost brutal behavior.
Her eyes were closed, lips parted, and her large, perfectly sloped breasts were heaving from her increased respirations. Fuck yeah, she was still there with him. He attacked her cunt with his lips and tongue.
“You taste so fucking good, Kenzie. So. Fucking. Good.” Running his tongue up and down her slit, she became so juicy for him he couldn’t help but growl against her swollen, soaked flesh.
“Bram. Oh God, Bram. I’m so close.” Her little hands bunched in the sheets, pulling at the material, and she thrashed her head back and forth.
“Yeah, baby, I want you to fucking come all over my face. Give it all to me, Kenzie. I want all of it.” Sucking furiously on her clit again, he felt her body start to coil tight. He placed a hand on her rounded belly, and loved how she was all womanly curves. Holding her still, he took his other hand and pushed two fingers into her pussy.
He was slow, not being too rough, despite the fact that his bear was right there, wanting to take her like a bear took its mate. Her cry of ecstasy left her on a long wail, and Bram groaned but didn’t stop eating her out.
“That’s it, Kenzie. God, baby, that is so fucking it.” Her orgasm tightened her body and had her lifting her hips and grinding her cunt against his face.
“It’s just—” Her gasp cut her words off, but he didn’t stop making love to her with his mouth. “I’ve never experienced this before.”
He knew nothing would ever compare to being with Kenzie. The wet, slurping noises of his mouth between her legs had his cock throbbing. Bram started pressing his hips into the mattress, trying to alleviate the pressure. His balls were going to explode if he didn’t get his cock inside her and fuck her like he had never fucked another female before.
“Bram.” His name came out in a long moan, and that was his breaking point. Dragging his tongue down her cleft, he slipped his hands under her ass, lifted her slightly, and continued his downward path. He licked at the puckered hole of her bottom with just the tip of his tongue, allowing her to grow used to what he was doing.
When she started panting again, he used more force, licking her hard and then sucking on her flesh. Her pussy juices had slid down the crack of her ass, and he devoured her.
She tasted sweet and musky, and it drove him fucking wild with lust. With one more lick up the crease of her bottom, he pulled away. He kept
her legs spread open with his hands on her inner thighs and stared down at her pussy, his pussy, as she finally let herself be fully free for him.
“Tell me who your mate is, Kenzie.” Looking into her eyes, a burst of pleasure filled him at the hazy, ecstasy-filled expression that covered her face. Her chest rose and fell from her post-orgasm euphoria, and it had the alpha male in him roaring out in victory. He was the one who put that look on her face, and pride filled him.
“You are, Bram. God, you so are.”
His pulse throbbed in his cock, but he wanted her to have control for her first time. Bram took her waist in his hands, slid them behind her so he had a good grasp on her, and flipped them so she was on top. Her legs were parted on either side of him, and the feel of the wetness that coated her pussy slipped along his length. She panted, their mouths only an inch apart, and the need to kiss her was overpowering.
“I want you to give yourself to me, at your own pace and speed.” Letting his hands travel up and down her back, he felt her gentle tremble beneath his touch. “It will take time and trust, and I know I’ll need to earn that from you, but right here, right now, is about us. You already trust me on some level to be so vulnerable with me, but I want it all, Kenzie, and I won’t stop until I have it.”
She nodded slowly, and he couldn’t help but smile. His little deer was taking those first few steps with him. It would be a long road, but they would get through it together. No one said finding a mate was easy, and Charlie and Ford were proof of that. “I’ve never been with a female without protection, but I don’t want anything between us, Kenzie. Can you give yourself to me, baby?” A heartbeat passed before she spoke.
“I just want to feel you, Bram.”
Bram didn’t stop the smile that split his face. “Now, baby, take me like you’d take your mate.” He used her own words against her and grinned when they made her blush. She reached between them, lifted slightly up, and positioned the tip of his dick at her entrance. He had to grit his teeth as her slender fingers wrapped around his cock and forced himself not to thrust into her at the first feel of her wet heat against him.
Their eyes locked, and she slowly started to move down his length. God, she was perfect, and despite this being her first time, she gave him her all.
A deep groan left him, and her breath hitched. She worked herself on him, and Bram clenched his hands against her hips to keep from taking control.
He’d never surrendered to another person, but this was his girl, and he’d do anything to make her happy and to make sure she never questioned the lengths he would go for her, even if it was letting her top him.
Kenzie started moving up and down on his cock, and a light sheen of sweat covered her body. Her movements were slow and somewhat unsure, but Bram just held onto her waist and let her get used to him.
“Hold onto me, mate.”
Her breath hitched when she slid all the way down on him, and his jaw ached from how hard he was clenching it. Kenzie wound her arm around his neck and brought her mouth to his.
For a moment, he lost it and found himself thrusting up. He slid in the last inch, and a strangled sound left both of them. God, this was… perfection.
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“I can’t,” she breathed out, and he knew what she was trying to say, but he wanted to hear her say it. Kenzie pulled back and looked into his face. “I trust you completely, Bram.” His bear broke free, took the front seat in all of this, and Bram couldn’t stop him.
In a quick move, he had her on her back, with his pelvis wedged snugly between her legs. He speared his hands in her hair.
“Your bear, Bram.” She moaned out the words, and he knew it wasn’t a fear-filled accusation but a startled, surprised observation. “God, yes.”
Tilting her head back and baring her throat was a surrender all in itself, and she would never know what it did to him. Running his now elongated canines up her neck, he loved that a shiver worked through her.
She held him tight and lifted her hips, grinding herself on him. He was still inside her tight, wet heat, and it was euphoria. Curling his hands in the sheets, he started moving inside her. Sweat trailed down his hairline, and his skin felt too tight.
Her pussy smelled so fucking good, and all he wanted to do was bury his face in the sweet spot once more, but his dick was a greedy bastard and pulsed inside her, needing him to continue pulling out and pushing back inside.
Bram had to close his eyes and brace himself or he feared he’d be too rough with his need for her. His mate was strong in her own right, but still fragile. Taking her slow and easy was what needed to be done right now. Bram would show her how much he and his bear really wanted her: animalistic, rough, and not holding anything back.
He let his eyes linger at the base of her throat where her pulse beat fast and strong, and followed the line between her breasts, down her belly, and stopped at the top of her pussy. Her clit protruded out, begging for attention.
Kenzie was scorching hot, and he immediately felt like he was burning alive. With his cock lodged in his mate’s body, Bram placed his hands on either side of her head. Their sweat-slicked stomachs touched, and he pushed another inch into her.
“Bram.” She gasped out his name. “I feel so stretched, so full.” A rumble left him when her tight little body clenched around him.
Slowly and with measured movements, he continued to move in and out of her. Her inner muscles tightened around him, causing his balls to draw up tight with his impending orgasm. He went agonizingly slowly, and when his balls rubbed against her slick skin, they both moaned out.
For several long moments, Bram didn’t move, couldn’t for how good it felt. He wouldn’t last long, not when she slid her hands up his side and around to his back. Her nails dug into his skin, and she wrapped her legs around his waist.
Staring right into his eyes, she said, “Make love to me, Bram. Show me that I’m yours.”
That was all he needed to hear. Right now, this was about him and her connecting like no two people had been connected before. Lifting up just enough that his arms were locked straight and his chest no longer touched hers, Bram pulled out of her wet heat and pushed back in.
“Slow is good, Bram, so good, but don’t hold back, please.” She arched her back, and her breasts rose up from the motion. Bram’s eyes were trained on the sight of her nipples hardening even further, and he gave her exactly what she asked for.
He sat back on his knees, encircled her waist with his hands, and fucked her like he meant it, and damn did he mean it. The sloppy, wet sound of his cock tunneling into her cunt was an auditory orgasm all on its own, and he worked his hips faster and harder.
He bottomed out in her every time he pushed back inside, and when he pulled out, he positioned himself so his length dragged across her swollen clit. He couldn’t help but look at her scar, and while still pumping into her, he bent down and licked the healed wound. She pulled at his hair, and the slight sting of pain felt so fucking good. He pulled away, wanting her to know that there was nothing about her he didn’t desire.
“I-I’m going to come again.” She moved her hands to his back once more and pierced his flesh with her nails. The sensations were all-consuming pleasure and had his orgasm washing through him. Her muscles milked him so strongly that he threw his head back and roared out his climax.
“Fuck, baby. Fuck. It’s so damn good.” His body jerked against hers as he emptied himself inside her willing body. His orgasm went on and on, and the fact that he was filling her with his cum, claiming her and saturating her with his scent had the bear in him clawing to get free and mark the supple flesh of her neck. “You’re mine, Kenzie.” His voice was distorted, his bear not relenting in claiming her. “Kenzie, Christ, Kenzie, I need to mark you, baby.” He continued to thrust into her shallowly, sensing her climax still claiming her. He didn’t want this to end, didn’t want to pull out of her body. “I need you to tell me you want it, that it’s what you want as well.” She stared up at him
with wide, pleasure-filled eyes. “Ask me for it.”
The saccharine scent of her increased desire filled his nostrils, and he closed his eyes and growled low in his throat. “I know it’s frightening. Fuck, but I know it is. But we’re in this together.” He cupped the side of her face.
She didn’t hesitate when she said, “Yes, Bram, make me yours.”
His canines lengthened even more, and his muscles grew. Despite just coming, he was hard as stone and felt her answering wetness. Leaning over her, he first ran the tip of his nose up the length of her throat, inhaling deeply and taking her delicious aroma into his body. He was hers as much as she was his.
“I only want to be yours, Bram.”
“You’re only mine, baby, and I’ll fucking kill anyone who thinks otherwise.” He started thrusting into her again, fast and hard, and his second orgasm raced to the surface. He had never felt so uninhibited with a female and knew it would always be this way with her. Always. Letting his teeth scrape along her flesh, he felt her skin give beneath him and then tasted the tangy, metallic flavor of her blood coating his tongue.
He ran his tongue along the wounds he created, his mark, letting his essence coast over the open area, further cementing the fact that she was his. When both of them were sated, he gave her neck one last lick and pulled out of her. Kenzie moaned, and he grinned as she reached for him, loving that his little deer wanted more.
“Give me one minute, baby.” Kissing her on the lips before he got off the bed, he headed into the bathroom, grabbed a warm, wet washrag, and went back to her. Gently cleaning her between her legs, he noticed she was already on the verge of sleep.
After setting the rag aside, Bram let his hands glide over her smooth flesh. “You are so gorgeous, Kenzie.”
She hummed in response. Bram didn’t deny himself anything when it came to her, and so he leaned forward and started running his tongue around the delicate bone of her ankle. She was pliant beneath him, not fighting his urge to taste all of her.