He understood that she didn’t want him to stop. He didn’t. Even through his own release he purred and pleasured her.
Both satisfied, they collapsed back onto the mattress. He laid on his back, panting hard with his mate sprawled across his chest. They needed a breather, but he was far from finished. The brilliant shine of the sun lighting up the room was proof that hours with Lana in his arms were still ahead.
“You all right?” He caressed her back, sliding his fingers up her spine.
Tucking her head a little more securely below his chin, she nodded. “Great. I swear my body is humming.”
His laugh was broken as a shockwave of gratification surged through him. “You’re not alone.” He bowed his head and kissed her forehead. “How about some water?”
“That sounds great.”
After helping her up from his body, he got up from the bed and crossed the room to the cooler that held water. Yesterday after his cat and Lana walked the woods around his cabin, they’d placed coolers throughout the house. Staying hydrated was important through the mating hours.
When he turned she was standing at the side of the bed—bare and beautiful.
“I wish I could keep you like this for days.” He passed her a bottle of water.
“Only if I could have you the same way.” She twisted the top off her bottle and sipped.
Opening his own beverage he drank liberally. He lowered it, “How about we make a deal that we spend one weekend a month here, nude.”
“Hmm, I think I can agree to that.” She lifted the water again.
They stood there, drinking and eying each other from across the space. He enjoyed that they could be so comfortable with one another without the need for one of them to talk. That’s how it had been last night. Occasionally while they strolled through the woods she’d brush his cat’s head or give him a scratch behind the ear that made his feline shiver.
She lowered the water, now half-empty and looked at him, her eyes bright from the mischief filling them. “How about a game of cat and mouse?” She sidestepped, one foot crossing over the other as she moved toward the door.
His feline caught her hint and reared up inside of him. “I prefer a game of cat chasing cat.” He wiggled his eyebrows, then winked.
Replacing the cap on her bottle, she tossed it at him.
Catching the plastic bottle with one hand, he brought his drink to his mouth and downed the remainder of his water. He gave her a few moments to get some distance. His cabin wasn’t huge, but it was a fair size to give them space to have a naughty pursuit.
Chucking his bottle into the trash and setting hers on top of the cooler he set out to hunt his mate.
~YH~
He caught her downstairs in the dining room. She found herself spread out on the same table that had been piled with protein the day before. She was on her back with her thighs open and Kal’s tongue swirling around her pussy. Her head hung from the side of the table as once again her mouth was stuffed with meat, his cock. He was too big for her to take more than the crown in her mouth so she used her hands to squeeze and rotate along his shaft. How all of his girth and length fit inside of her sex, she wasn’t sure nor did she care. All she knew was that when he was inside of her it felt wonderful and made her world feel right.
His clever tongue made her dizzy with her building pleasure. Another orgasm was steamrolling through her body and she wouldn’t be able to hold it back much longer.
Reaching further, she palmed his sack with one hand and felt how tight it was drawn to the base of his dick. His climax was imminent, too.
Sucking her clit between his lips he did that magic purr again and she was lost into the phenomenal realm of ecstasy.
He lapped up the cream flooding from her pussy, but her quivers had hardly subsided before he pulled her from the table and into his arms.
“I need you, mate.”
“Take me.”
The kiss he gave her, as he fed her her own cream, was quick. Ending it, he turned her to face the table once again as he bent her over it.
By the time she felt the cool wood surface on her breasts, Kal was thrusting into her. He slammed himself all the way inside with one shot. Her body was fully acclimated to his size, so he no longer needed to be gentle. He took her forcefully, pumping hard.
Desiring the unbridled passion he was giving, she bucked back and met him. They created an intense rhythm of pleasure.
“Harder,” she called out. She wanted him to let go, give her every part of him. Gripping the table edges she widened her stance and arched her ass higher.
He brought his hands up to her shoulders, pulling her back to him with each thrust.
Using the muscles along her walls, she squeezed his cock with all her strength.
“Oh, fuck!” His nails unleashed and dug into her shoulders as he moved faster, his claim more fierce.
She lost track of the speed of his hips, so she held on, panting and taking the intense pleasure he gave her.
He came, filling her with his hot seed. The warmth of his orgasm made the sensitive walls of her sex tingle and pulse. It was different from the other times.
A loud sound filled the room—Kal. The best description she could think of for the sound that came from him was a roar. High pitched and deep at the same time, she knew it was the true Amofeli male that marked her.
His climax brought on hers, taking her world and folding it inside out.
When she became aware of her surroundings again she was still on the table, with Kal’s cock still thick and hard inside of her. However, his body pressed along her back as he linked his hands along the sides of the table with hers. He flexed his cock inside of her.
She moaned.
“I love you, Lana.” His voice purred, a rough timbre in her ear.
Trembling, she tilted her head further to the side, needing to see his face. See the truth in his amber eyes. “You don’t have to say that because we’re sexing it up.”
“As amazing as I find your body, it’s you, the woman in my heart that I love, mate.”
Her chest felt tight and her eyes began to burn. “Are you sure?”
Standing, he pulled her up with him, then turned her so that she was facing him. He cupped her face and stared down at her. “I’m sure I have always loved you. Even when I was too stupid to understand it. I want to spend the rest of my life making every mistake up to you.”
“Kal—” Her voice broke as tears ran from her eyes.
“Do you want to be with me?” He brushed his thumbs over her cheeks and wiped away the tears.
She could hear the uncertainty in his voice. It made her cry harder to hear the emotions of the strong and confident man before her. “I love you, Kal. I’ve never stopped loving you. I knew when you came back into my life that my feelings for you were the reason I couldn’t commit to anyone else. My heart was already committed to you. I want to be your mate.”
“For life.” He lowered his lips and kissed her.
“For always.” She whispered against his mouth.
“How much time do you need?” He held her close.
Feeling the imprint of his cock against her belly, she asked, “To get busy again.” She shimmied against him.
Chuckling, he swatted her ass. “No. To plan a wedding so I can make you my wife. If you want.”
“Yes.” Jumping up, she threw her arms around him. “I could start planning today.”
Cupping her backside, he walked them toward the nearest wall. “Today’s not good. We already have something else on the schedule.”
Slipping inside her, he took his time reminding her exactly what was occupying their time.
~The End~
Others in the Timberon Cat Series
On the Prowl
Rescued Mate
Stalking Nayla (July 2015)
About the Author
USA Today Bestselling Author, Yvette Hines loves romance and writing it is one of her greatest pleasures in life out
side of daughter and her Chihuahua. Her belief in happily ever after began when she was sixteen and started reading romance books. Now as an erotic romance author, she tries to show that every woman no matter color, age, shape or size deserves a high level of passion in her life. Residing in North Carolina with her family and is a Rom Vet. She loves to hear from her readers: [email protected] or visit her at yvettehines.com
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