Love at First Mate

by Dani Wyatt

  Back off. She’s ours, but more so, she’s mine.

  He answers by tossing his head on a seething growl, digging his claws into the wood floor as we both draw a deep breath, her sweet, intoxicating, addicting scent burning through us as I feel my bear tense, his heart pounding harder than after a run up the side of the mountains that surround the Badlands.

  Wynter’s eyes are frozen to my bear as her fingers work faster and faster.

  Mate. Mate. Mate.

  The thought is on repeat inside us as Wynter’s back arches, her toes gripping the bedding, and her feet arch upward like a prima ballerina on pointe.

  She was made for me. Her voice is my own personal music as her orgasm takes over, her torso twisting and her legs clamping shut on her hands, rolling back and forth, her legs shaking as my bear roars so loud he shakes the windows, and I feel him ready to pounce.

  NO!

  I’ve never had to fight him before Wynter came into my life, but I summon all my mental strength and rein him in. The rough convulsions shake my body as I shrink down, bones and muscles returning to their human form as stars dance in my eyes, momentarily blinding me as I phase back to human form.

  Before her orgasm is fully subsided, I’m back in control, naked, my bear safely put away for the moment, and I lunge forward, my hand on her knees, prying her legs apart as I take her wrists in my hands, wrenching them away so I can feast on her sweet cunt.

  I want to know every inch of her, but right now my focus is on the soaking heaven between her legs. I loop my hands around her lush thighs, lifting her off the bed. She’s no frail flower but I love every inch. My mouth is watering as I take in her sinful scent and see the shiny juice that covers her lips and inner thighs.

  “You like me looking at you spread wide like this, don’t you?” I grit out, my voice shaking as I spread her on full display for me.

  She nods, a sultry smile curving her full lips, lust glinting in her eyes. Her shaking hands flutter to her face, pushing the tendrils of hair off her forehead and cheeks.

  I never understood when the other shifters would explain this feeling of ownership. The engulfing sense of possessiveness over their mates. But I understand it now.

  There will not be another day that passes without her in my life. Without the taste of her kisses on my lips. The feel of her body next to mine as I pull her beside me in our bed and wake to the sound of her breathing.

  I reach down and fist my cock with one hand, trying to calm the motherfucker, because he’s throbbing like a toothache. As I stroke, she drags her wet fingers to her mouth and slips two between her lips, moving them in time with my own.

  So fucking sexy. Just when I think she can’t get any better, she does. She’s mine forever, I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to take her out into the world again.

  Any other swinging dick lays eyes on her, I think I’ll tear his throat out and that’s going to leave a lot of bodies laying around. Sure, it will draw some attention, but right now there’s no civilized part of me that cares.

  We lock eyes, watching each other as our hands work ourselves. Her open sex is right in front of my face. She likes watching me too, I can see the twinkle in her eyes and the way she starts to pulse her hips up and down, no hint of shyness anywhere to be found.

  As my bear continues to pace and roar for me to put our mark on her flesh, a flash of darkness overtakes me.

  “Have you ever shown yourself to anyone like this before?” I struggle to get the words out, terror clutching around my throat until I see the answer first in her eyes, then the slight shake of her head.

  “Never. I never imagined doing this…let alone for someone I barely know.” Her words slide from her lips in a slow drawl and I’m reassured, but I need more.

  “You ever let another man inside what’s mine?” Each word feels like a knife in my heart. The thought of it raising a murderous rage inside me.

  “No.” Her lips twist to the side. “I’ve done some things, but never…everything.”

  I push away the anger that anyone has ever touched her before me, comforted by the thought that my answer would be the same.

  My cock aches, knowing we are going to be the first for each other. Something most humans wouldn’t understand. I didn’t necessarily save myself, there was just no interest until I met Wynter. Finding my mate has awakened parts of me I thought didn’t exist. Including a sex-crazed maniac with only one focus.

  The angel spread in front of me.

  Her dripping pink cunt calls me and I drive my face down, my hand releasing my dick as I take two handfuls of her plump, Kardashian ass, and a chain reaction lights inside of me as her flavor hits my tongue, exploding like a supernova.

  She soaks my face in a jolt, driving her open pussy against my ravenous tongue, taking what she wants as her body twists and my fingertips dig into her soft ass.

  I’ve heard dudes talk about sex with their mates, but there are no words for this. I can’t swallow enough of her sweet honey as it drenches my lips and flows down my chin. I’m fucking pissed that I’m letting any of her nectar get away from me, but I don’t want to tear my mouth from her long enough to lick away what’s escaping.

  If she’s this good on my mouth, I can’t imagine how my cock will feel inside her. Nothing is as soft as the silk on my tongue and lips right now.

  I drive into her tight opening, feeling the resistance there as she grinds and rides my face, her hands tangled into my hair, and I think I might pass out from pleasure.

  I look up to see her heavy lidded eyes on me, mouth agape, and the only thing I’d change right now is to have taken the time to get her fucking shirt off so I could see her tits on display.

  Her nipples are hard and pointed on the fabric of her t-shirt and as good as her juicy cunt tastes, in that moment I think of her engorged and dripping with milk, feeding me, and the urge to breed my mate takes over.

  She will only know me. That much I’ve already decided. But I’ll seal the deal with my cub in her belly. Making her full of me so everyone knows she’s taken. She will be bound to me in every way. She was created just for me.

  I pull an orgasm from her with my teeth on her clit, then I lower my tongue inside her virgin opening to feel her walls pulse and clamp down as the pleasure I brought to her takes over. Her orgasm has her raising the roof with her screams her legs start to flail.

  Her thick thighs clamp down on the sides of my face as her body convulses then she drives a solid heel into my kidney making stars dance in my eyes.

  Her hands slap at my head but I’m not done.

  One more. I need one more.

  “Stop!” she whimpers, her voice pained as she violently tries to pull her juicy pussy from my mouth. “It hurts!”

  My dick is so hard, I think it’s about to tear through the skin and shift into some sort of bear-cock monster, but that beast will have to wait just a little longer.

  She’s tearing my fucking hair out and screaming as the taste of her orgasm brands itself into the deepest parts of me.

  My tongue is relentless on her clit until I feel her body stiffen and her thighs quiver and slap again against my cheeks. This time, she goes completely silent but her sweet juice tells me I’ve hit my mark.

  She gushes into my open mouth as I hold her solid against me, slurping and sucking every delicious drop as the spasms take over.

  Curse words flow from my sweet angel like a sailor on leave after a fifty of whiskey. As the filth flows from her mouth, her orgasm tears through her, her body flopping on the bed like Linda Blair until I think her head is going to spin around.

  I don’t care, I’m keeping her, even if she turns out to be some demon in the world’s sexiest curvy package, she’s not going anywhere. I didn’t know I was waiting for her my whole life, but now that she’s here I’m never letting her go.

  Her body finally melts into the bedding, her breath coming in heaves as her eyelashes flutter, showing only the whites of her eyes, and I see tears stre
aming from their corners down into her shimmering brown hair. Tiny gray rivers and streaks of mascara cover her face and she’s the most beautiful mess I’ve ever seen.

  While she’s still half boneless, I rise up and take her shirt and bra, leaving her naked and the most ravishing creature I’ve ever seen. I lower my face and engulfing the dark circle of her nipple into my mouth, spinning my tongue around the hard peak before moving to the other as her breathing slows and her panting turns to soft moans.

  I’m a mess, but all I can think about is Wynter.

  How long I fought the idea of a mate and the feeling of utter joy and completeness I have right now. All my fears evaporate as I look down and see what I’ve needed all along. I always thought my life was complete, but looking back it was only a waiting game.

  I stand at the edge of the bed, admiring her.

  For all her youth, she’s a woman, full and lush with curves in all the right places, and in my mind’s eye I see the changes yet to come. The growing swell of her belly, her tits two sizes bigger as her body takes on the look of a goddess.

  My goddess.

  Her eyes are unfocused as she brings her foot up and rests it on my chest over my sternum her toes playing in the dark hair across my torso. I reach down and pull it upward to my lips, kissing each toe as my cock seeps cum from the tip and I watch her intent eyes drift lower as she licks her lips on a mischievous look.

  “You want that cock, don’t you?”

  She tightens her lips together in a wry smile. She’s the perfect mixture of slut and virgin, and I’m the luckiest motherfucker in the world right now.

  “I want it here…” She brings her index finger to her lips, pulling her foot from my chest and flopping over onto her belly on the mattress, scooting to the edge where I stand looking up at me with a pout. “Pretty please?” Her eyes flicker with fire as her fingers wrap around my shaft, and her tongue comes out to tease at the tip, sending a rush of blood to my dick which is already about to explode.

  “Okay, dollface.” I look down and that’s exactly what she looks like. A smiling porcelain doll, with lust in her eyes. “Only for a minute. My balls have a delivery for you, and it’s going inside that sweet pussy. Soon enough I’ll fill your belly with cum as well, but today, I’m claiming what’s mine and that means you and I are going to lose our cherries together.”

  “Mmmmmm.” She flutters her eyes as her lips open and the warmth of her mouth wraps around the swollen head of my dick, and I wonder if I’ll even hold out for three seconds.

  It feels so fucking good. Jesus, I’m so fucking happy I’ve never done this with anyone before.

  Looking at Wynter with my cock in her mouth is the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. I’d be destroyed if at this moment, I’d look down and know any other woman’s lips had been where hers are right now.

  I want to give her my everything. I want all her firsts, and I want her to have mine. Things we will only ever give each other. Now and forever.

  I let her take me down until I feel the back of her throat and hear and feel the soft moan she lets loose, and I throw my head back, biting my lip to keep from filling her throat with my cum.

  When I look down, Christ, she’s looking up at me with those wide, doe eyes, flickering with a wickedness that makes my balls seize up and I have to stop her before I lose all control.

  “Okay,” I rumble, holding the sides of her head while I withdraw my greedy dick from the warmth of her mouth. “Stop.”

  She tilts her head toward her shoulder while her hands pump up and down on my shaft. “Stop what?”

  “You know exactly what,” I grumble, my bear chomping and grinding his teeth, telling me to get on with it and make her ours and mark her already.

  She doesn’t stop, instead bending her knees, locking her ankles together and playing coy.

  “This?” She licks her bottom lip, dropping one hand to cradle my balls in a soft squeeze while her other hand jerks my dick like some hand-job savant. “Stop this?”

  “Enough!” I bark out, reaching down, listening to my grizzly roar inside as I flip her teasing ass over so she’s looking up at me, flat on her back. “You’re going to learn to listen to me. Especially in the bedroom. I say suck, you’ll suck. I say stop, you’ll stop. I say head down ass up, you’ll assume the position…got it?”

  She swallows and I start to wonder if I’m being too rough on her but her cheeks turn pink and her nipples pucker into sharp peaks telling me otherwise.

  Her hands rest on her soft belly as I loop my arm under her, and in one swift movement I throw her naked body over my shoulder and climb onto the bed, flipping her back down with her head on the pillows, leaving her dazed as I shove my body between her legs, reaching up and gripping the back of her hair with one hand as the other swoops under her back, holding her steady for what’s about to happen.

  I flex my hips until the head of my dick feels her heat and I glide down until the tip embeds itself at her opening, making us both moan as my inner bear snaps and paces.

  Fire races through my veins, igniting my heart, and it comes alive for the first time in my life. This is the feeling shifters talk about, the mating, the pairing, but what I feel is love.

  Fucking love.

  And it’s unlike anything I’ve known before.

  Already, her pussy is flooding my shaft, warm wetness sliding down to my balls, and I look down to see her staring at me, mouth open, with a purity in her eyes that shakes me to my roots.

  “Is this crazy?” Sudden doubt darkens her features. “It’s crazy, right? I’ve never done this before, I barely know you…and, well, we haven’t even talked about let’s say…a condom?”

  The last word has me irrationally angry.

  A condom? With her? Never.

  And yet, yes it is crazy. The right kind of crazy.

  “No condom.” My muscles are twitching, my dick is so close to home and she needs to talk this out, so fuck, I’ll probably pop a blood vessel holding off, but if it’s what she needs right now, I’m in.

  “Okay, so, that brings me to the next question.” She shakes her head. “Like, shifters, have babies? Or baby bears, or what? This conversation is insane…” She squeezes her eyes shut then looks to me for reassurance. I can tell she’s all in, she just needs this moment and I’m going to give it to her. “I don’t know if I have the...capacity...for birthing a bear.”

  “Babies. And cubs,” I try, then watch her pull her lips between her teeth in confusion. “You’ll have a baby, but the baby can shift. Every baby is different. I just know what I’ve seen. What my friends have told me. Cubs are cute, too. They bite harder, you’ll need to be sure they don’t shift mid-suckle on those perfect tits of yours…”

  I move my hips, making her moan, trying to ease the pressure that is building inside of me, but it’s impossible, so I try another tactic.

  “You believe I’ll take care of you, don’t you?”

  She nods.

  “What do you feel, right now?”

  She takes a long breath, swallows, then looks at me with those eyes that see into my soul. “I feel… at home.”

  “That’s what I’m going to give you. Home.” I lower my head, setting my lips on hers, then push back up and give her the control. “You say the word. What do you want to do?”

  “I want…”

  That’s all she says, with a flick of her hips, and it’s all I need.

  I flex my hips forward, the head of my cock pushing into her virgin hole, and already I’m ready to spill. I grunt, biting my cheek to keep in control as I drive forward and she yelps. Her pussy swallows the first inch of me, sinking into her impossibly tight opening, and I see the pain on her face.

  I forget to breathe as her resistance pushes back.

  “It’s okay. Just do it.” She’s reading my mind.

  I don’t want to hurt her, but I know this is what we both need.

  Trial by fire and in the death grip of her virginity I summon my str
ength and forge forward, giving her another thrust that sends her hips upward and her cries of pain into the ceiling.

  I hold her body tight, my hand in her hair, pulling her head back as I thrust again, again, until I tear through what is left of her innocence and her greedy cunt pulses and pulls, wanting more.

  Her hands fly to my neck, holding on, and I want her to hold onto me for her comfort and safety for the rest of her life.

  She whimpers, but her body moves with me and her inner walls clutch my cock like they will never let go. I’m the happiest I’ve ever been. No man will ever have her like this. This is ours and ours alone, and fucking tears well in my eyes as our bodies come together, my thick cock seated inside her until my balls rest on her ass and I hold myself steady there, savoring the moment.

  My grizzly is on his back feet, pawing at the air, telling me to finish it, to make the claiming final, but I’ve just torn her pussy wide open and I want to give the poor girl a minute to recover before I sink my teeth into her neck.

  I hold myself there, nestled inside, the tip of my cock against the opening of her womb, letting her body adjust as her eyes flick to mine, her fingers slipping to the back of my neck and pulling me down.

  “You’re mine.” I manage before kissing her, my tongue sweeping between her lips as hers does the same, our bodies tangled together from the lips on her face to the lips of her sweet pussy.

  The lusty flavor of her cunt is still on my breath, and sharing that with her in our kiss only thickens my already impossibly big dick as I hear her release a hissing whimper.

  I can’t stay still any longer. Her body trembles as I pull out, then fuck back in, a fury rising inside me as my balls twitch and tighten, ready to deliver a million sperm into her, each one vying to find and conquer her from the inside out. Already fighters, already raging.

  I press up, straightening my arms and locking my elbows on fists next to her shoulders and the need to fuck her hard and fast takes over.

  “Spread your legs. Grab your knees.” She follows my commands as I start to hit her with every inch of me, over and over. Her tits bounce with every drive, practically slapping her in the face with the force of my rut.