He repeated he action to her other breast, all the while fucking her mouth with his tongue like she so desperately wanted him to fuck her with his cock. That body part prodded her thigh, hard and hot. So close, yet so far from where she needed him to be.
When Leon finally broke the kiss, he grinned at her and before she could grasp his intention he’d flipped her over again, brought her butt up with a hand around her waist, and then drove into her with a growled, “Come for me, pip.”
Rebecca didn’t need to be told twice, as her long-denied orgasm burst from her and she screamed her release. Deliciously full of cock, she clenched around his dick, and Leon grunted his approval in her neck, and thrust harder, faster. He pounded into her with so much force that the bed shook and her just waning climax built anew, until Rebecca couldn’t even breathe. In ever tighter circles of bliss the ripples of need chased each other, and when Leon changed the angle of his thrusts, and then reached round to pinch her clit, another orgasm ripped through her. Rebecca was dimly aware of Leon withdrawing from her pussy, and something cold dripping down her ass cheeks, before he spanked her ass several times. Heat blossomed and then another orgasm tore through her when he alternated spanking her with finger fucking her. Her oversensitive tissues screamed at her, and she sobbed and screeched as he wrenched several more peaks from her, until Rebecca didn’t even know which way was up anymore.
A feeble whimper escaped her, when he brought his callused digits up to her anus and pushed against the tight ring of muscle there.
“No, I can’t…no more, please.”
The yank to her scalp stung, but she saw nothing but concern tinged with wry amusement in Leon’s gaze when he looked at her. His lion was still there, prowling underneath his skin, but it was Leon whose attention he had now.
“Are you safewording on me, sweetheart?” he asked, and she shook her head.
“No, yes…I…please, it’s too much. You’re killing me, here.”
Leon laughed and kissed her nose and then inhaled deeply. It really was the most arousing thing ever when he did that.
“I do believe that’s my job, pip. You can do this. I want to claim you. I need to claim you, baby, but…if you’d rather sleep?”
He pulled back, and laughed when she shook her head frantically.
“No, I mean, please…oh for fuck’s sake just do it already, please…I—”
Before she could finish whatever she was going to say, she face planted on the bed. Leon pulled her hips up, and then the pressure was back against her anus, only so much sharper and more intense than before.
She whimpered and pleaded, dimly aware of Leon’s deep voice calling her his good girl, to let him in and then suddenly he slid home. Pressure gave way to pleasure so intense Rebecca saw stars, as Leon sunk his teeth into the fleshy part of her shoulder. Pain morphed into pleasure so intense everything went white. Sparks of light erupted from her fingertips, and Leon swore into her neck and started thrusting in earnest, as her body erupted into flames of power. They engulfed her, pulled her under, until all that mattered was Leon’s strength and warmth surrounding her, and Rebecca floated in her newfound state of bliss.
Chapter Twelve
Leon growled his release, as he pumped his cum into the hot clasp of his mate’s bum.
“That’s it baby, so good, so fucking good. You’re mine now, pip.” He thrust a few more times, mindful of his girl growing still, even as her muscles still clenched around his dick, seemingly determined to milk every drop of his cum out of him. Only when he finally stopped twitching and softened somewhat, did Leon open his eyes and froze.
They were hovering several feet above his bed, and an eerie light filled his room. Sparks still erupted from Rebecca’s fingertips, and he watched in awe, as they slowly sunk back down to the covers in tune to the diminishing light emanating from Rebecca’s fingertips.
With her blood still on his tongue his lion growled his worry for their unresponsive mate, and Leon carefully withdrew from her ass and turned her over.
Face flushed and her hair in disheveled splendor around her face, Rebecca had never looked more beautiful to him. She was also fast asleep, if her even breathing was anything to go by and Leon shook his head and laughed.
His beast growled low in his throat, and Leon had to agree with him. She was finally theirs, and god willing, nothing would ever tear them apart again. He would make damn sure of that. They had a lot to sort out yet, least of all when they were going to get married. Leon grinned to himself, as he propped himself up on one elbow. No doubt his feisty little mate would have something to say about that too, but he wanted her tied to him in all ways. The mating bond was more sacred than any manmade ritual, but, like it or not they lived in a world of human morals, and he wanted everyone to know that this woman was his. A wedding ring on her finger would insure that, as well as collar around her neck.
Leon threw his head back and roared.
A whimper escaped Rebecca at the sound and when he looked at her again, she was awake and watching him warily. The most delightful bush stained her cheeks, and she couldn’t quite hold his gaze. Instead she made a grab for the sheet, but he forestalled her and shook her head at her.
“Never cover yourself up in front of me, pip. You’re mine now, and I like what I see.” He swatted her hand away, when she still tugged at the sheet, and traced the marks of his possession on her fair skin with his fingertips. Bite and claw marks made a beautiful pattern on her body, mixed in with his dried cum, and his cock hardened anew. Her eyes widened when she noticed his erection, and a shiver went through her when he bent his head and nuzzled his bite on her shoulder.
“All mine, beautiful girl.” He murmured the words into her soft skin, as he licked along his marks.
“I’m all sticky and sweaty.” She tried to push him away, but Leon shook his head at her, straddled her legs and pinned her arms back up above her head with a warning growl.
“Are you calling me a liar, girl?” he asked, while running his bearded chin across her red-tipped nipples. A hiss escaped her. No doubt she was sore from his earlier manhandling of them, but her back arched instinctively into his touch, and he could smell the increased wetness between her thighs.
“No, Sir, I would never…but I am all sticky and I need a shower and…argh.”
Leon bit down hard on the little nub in front of him, and Rebecca froze underneath him. He smiled around his precious mouthful and soothed the hurt by licking and suckling around it, and Rebecca’s breathing sped up.
Sitting up slightly he shackled her wrists to the restraints attached to his headboard and then resumed the attention he was paying to her tits. He had to grin at the way his lovely girl immediately relaxed into the restraints, and her eyes clouded over.
“Yes, you love being at my mercy, don’t you, pip. Give me a color, though I bet I know what it is right now.”
He pushed her breasts together and sucked both of her nipples into his mouth, eliciting a deep throated groan of need from Rebecca that made his balls draw tight.
“Color?” he asked again, much firmer this time, and Rebecca moaned.
“Green, Sir, please…”
“Good girl,” he said. “And you’re so very responsive, pip. I bet you could come from me doing this alone, couldn’t you?” He resumed his suck, nip, and bite rhythm of her nipples, and Rebecca grew restless under him. “And I love the fact that you are all sticky and sweaty, as you put it, girl. You smell like me, and that makes me very happy, in fact…”
He lifted off her, spread her legs and settled himself back between her thighs. It was torture and heaven seeing her folds open up to him. Grasping his dick at the root, he ran the tip through her labial lips, and they both groaned in unison. Pleasure surged through him from his sensitive head, and he gritted his teeth, and resumed the slow path through her pussy. Rebecca jumped every time he bumped into her clit. Hugely swollen, the little bundle of her pleasure contracted, and more of her juices spilled out of her pu
ssy hole and coated them both.
“Feel what you do to me, girl. I want to fuck you again.”
“Please…”
Her breathy plea broke the last of his restraint, and he allowed himself to sink into the tight warmth of her cunt on the down stroke. Rebecca moaned and locked her ankles behind his ass, when he bottomed out inside her.
“Still so fucking tight for me, baby.” He ground the words out through gritted teeth, as he held himself still inside her to allow her to get used to his invasion. Her internal muscles gripped him hard, and she rubbed herself against him. The action made his lion roar, and grasping her hips he scrambled to his knees, pulled almost all the way out and then slammed back into her.
Rebecca gasped, and moaned, and he continued to pummel into her, as she met him thrust for thrust, the ripples around his dick telling him how close she was to hurtling over that edge again. In truth he wasn’t far behind. His orgasm built at the base of his spine, and he increased his speed. The way her breasts bounced in front of him, and her breathing grew choppy, as she hurtled toward her peak, meant he couldn’t stave off his release any longer. He pulled out of her, flung her legs over his shoulder, and thrust back in with enough force to see stars.
The change of position did the trick, and he forced his eyes open to see his girl fall apart. Fuck, she was stunning when she came. Head thrown back, she bared her throat to him, and her lower half lifted off the bed again, as her skin glowed, and she screamed her release.
With his last still functioning brain cell Leon thanked his foresight in tying her down. All this floating in the air could be hazardous to one's health after all. He stopped thinking all together when his climax hit with the ferocity of a speeding train. His vision dimmed and his lion took over, and sank his teeth in Rebecca’s other shoulder.
The action sent her into another release, as her muscles pulled him in closer and he pumped a seemingly never-ending stream of his cum into her body.
By the time he could see clearly again, he became aware of Rebecca’s feeble attempts to get him off her, and he rolled off her with a grin, freed her from her bonds and then pulled her on top of him.
* * * *
Cocooned by her mate and with his rapid heartbeat under her ear, Rebecca did her best to control her breathing, as her body still shook in delicious aftershocks. Electric tingles danced across her skin, and she closed her eyes to absorb all the different sensations bombarding her right now.
Had she really floated? No she must have imagined that, but her heart beat faster at the thought that her powers might finally have been truly awakened. Even if they hadn’t, however, there was no doubt in her mind or her limp-as-an-overcooked-noodle body that she had made the right decision. This, here, in his arms, was where she belonged, and without thinking too much about it she whispered the words bouncing around in her brain.
“I love you.”
Leon’s beast purred and the man pulled her closer against him, and then scooted up the bed, until he rested against the headboard. With his iron grip on her she had no choice but to follow. She ended up sat on his lap with his arms holding her tight, his chin resting on her head, and his cock a hard ridge under her ass. Jesus, was he ready to go again?
It seemed so, because Leon groaned and put one hand on her thigh to stop her movement when she gave an experimental wiggle.
“For the love of god stop moving, pip, or so help me I’ll fuck you again, and I reckon you’ll be too sore for that.”
He tipped her chin up with one hand to study her when she giggled and her breath stalled in her lungs when she saw the depths of emotion shining back at her from his amber gaze.
“I wasn’t too hard on you, was I?” he asked, and he frowned when she didn’t reply. Truth was she was deliciously sore in all the right places, but if he wanted to go again, then she was so there. She vaguely recalled her mother telling her that the mating bond made changes in the woman. More so in humans mated to a shifter then say witches, but their genetics still matched to enable them to keep up with a shifter’s increased sex drive, and stamina. Every bite reinforced those changes, prolonged the mate’s life and made them compatible to one day carry that shifter’s cubs. Not that she would ever carry Leon’s cubs. The thought was too depressing to think about, and she bit her lip to stop herself from letting her agitation show.
She should have known that was a useless exercise. Leon had always been able to read her, and with their mating bond truly established, he would sense her emotions even easier. Sure enough his lion growled and his hold on her chin grew painful when his claws ran out.
“Girl, you better tell me what’s going on in that head of yours, or sore or not, I’ll put you back over my knee, and this time it won’t just be my hand. I have several canes that should work nicely as suitable punishment.”
Oh god, that really shouldn’t turn her on, should it, but her breathing hitched and she grew embarrassingly wet for him. Leon groaned and kissed her. A harsh, demanding kiss that left no room for doubt as to whom she belonged to, and right now she wouldn’t want to be anywhere else on earth. By the time he broke the kiss they were both breathing heavily, and Rebecca was so aroused that she wanted to jump him again.
His hold on her made movement impossible, however, and her heart constricted at his next words.
“What am I going to do with you, girl, apart from love you forever, of course?”
He smiled at her sharp intake of breath and kissed her nose. The action tickled and she wrinkled her nose at him. His cock jerked underneath her butt, and Leon growled.
“Don’t do that. You have no idea how much that makes me want to fuck you senseless?”
This was news to her.
“Don’t do what? This?” she asked and very deliberately wrinkled her nose and stuck her tongue out at him.
Leon’s eyes narrowed and bled to his lions, and he shook his head at her.
“Oh, you’ll pay for that, minx.”
Before she could even blink he had lifted her up, until she straddled him, and in one quick move had impaled her on his fully erect cock.
Wet as she was he slid right in, and Rebecca gasped at the incredible feeling of fullness this position afforded. It bordered on painful as her body struggled to accept his length, and hands buried in her hair, Leon bent his head and inhaled deeply against her neck. His canines scraped along his previous bite, and he groaned into her neck.
“Relax, baby, let me in. Yes, fuck, that’s my girl, ride me.”
His hoarse words sent her arousal sky high again, and almost without any conscious thought, she moved her hips. Steadying herself with her hands on his wide shoulders, she began a slow and hesitant up and down move, and her insides quivered in need at the exquisite sensations this awoke in her core. Her oversensitive tissues screamed at her, as nerve endings came to life. Keeping one hand firmly anchored in her hair, Leon continued to run kisses along her sweat-slicked skin, and his lion’s purrs made her move faster, harder. When Leon brought his free hand to her mound and started to rub her clit, while he thrust up into her, Rebecca lost the ability to go slow. Her body’s needs took over and together they strived to gain their release. Perspiration ran down between the valley of her breasts, and their combined musk filled the air, as the wet sounds of their coupling seemed to echo in the room. Gazes locked, they came together, and Rebecca drank in the sight of Leon. Face contorted as though he was in pain, he thrust up and kept her still, as heat bathed her insides, and her body shook in the throes of her own release.
Rebecca collapsed on top of him, and just concentrated on the simple act of breathing, as Leon semi softened inside of her. He pulled her hair to one side, and sniffed her in that strangely erotic way he had and then her world tilted anew.
“Marry me, pipsqueak.”
* * * *
Leon cursed himself all kinds of a fucking fool, when Rebecca tensed above him and then scrambled awkwardly off his lap. She didn’t look at him, just drew her knees up to he
r chest, and he didn’t miss her wince of pain when she did so.
“Look, you don’t have to answer me now. In fact, forget I asked you. I don’t know what came over me. Marriage proposals should be made over a meal and flowers, not…fuck.”
He jumped off the bed in his agitation, and paced the floor, all too aware of the fact that Rebecca hadn’t said anything to him. She just watched him through wide eyes and worried her bottom lip with her teeth. Eventually she brought her hands up to her neck and stroked his mating mark. A tentative smile lit up her features, and his agitated beast finally calmed down. Okay, maybe he hadn’t blown this completely then.
“You bit me,” she said, and her gaze sought his. “Surely that means we're sorta married already?”
Leon ran a hand through his hair and sat back down on the bed next to her. Too late he noticed with some bemusement that even his cock had deflated in his anxious state. A novel moment for sure. He was usually at least at half-mast around Rebecca.
“In the eyes of the shifter world we are, but I want everyone to know that you’re mine.” He growled the words, his possessive animal very much in the driving seat, and Rebecca grinned at him.
“You’re impossible, you know that, right?”
Leon took her hand and raising it to his lips kissed her knuckles.
“I could say the same about you, my love, but I still want to marry you, collar you and have a houseful of kids.” Rebecca tensed and tried to snatch her hand away, but he wouldn’t let her. Instead he cupped the back of her head until he could rest his forehead against hers, and kissed her nose again. “And before you say anything, I know that we’re highly unlikely to ever have a houseful of kids. You’re a guardian witch, I get it. You only ever have one daughter, and I can’t wait to meet her one day, because if she’s as beautiful and headstrong, and simply downright impossible as her mother and grandmother, I’ll have my hands full with just the one.”
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