And then he slid his hands between my thighs, pushed my legs open, and leaned in to devour me.
Chapter Six
Zakari
Fuck. Bethany was the sweetest thing I’d ever tasted. I knew I would never get enough of her pussy. I licked and sucked at her pretty cunt at the same time I lifted my gaze up the length of her body to stare at her face. She had her head tossed back and her mouth open, her soft cry of ecstasy having my dick jerk in response.
I pulled back after a second, forcing myself to do that even though I wanted to feast on her all fucking day. I used my thumbs to spread her pussy lips apart, stared at the gorgeous pink wetness that was displayed, and then I delved back in.
“God,” she cried out and pulled at the sheets on either side of her as if they were an anchor.
I dragged my tongue along the center of her soft, moist flesh. I wanted her to come undone for me, to explode against my mouth so I could swallow her sweet essence.
She trembled beneath me, and I used my hand on her belly to keep her still for my ministrations. I started sucking on her clit with hard, forceful tugs. The little mewling sounds that came from her were almost my undoing. Shit, I could have gotten off against the mattress from this alone. God, eating her out, even though I fucking loved it, was taking some self-restraint. The truth was, I wanted to fuck my mate, to go primal and animalistic on her, to show her exactly how possessive a mated bear shifter was.
“Please, Zakari.”
“Please what, baby?” I continued to lick her pussy and suck her clit.
“Please let me come.”
I growled against her soaked flesh. Yeah, that’s what I wanted to fucking hear.
I continued to lick and suck on her. Moving my hand between her thighs, I teased her opening with a finger before pushing the digit slowly inside. My heart was jackknifing in my chest and an involuntary groan left me at the way she undulated her hips against my face.
She fucked herself on me, used my mouth as her tool to get off.
And I fucking loved it.
“Baby. Fuck. You’re tight.” I flattened my tongue, dragging it up her slit, and then back down again to her opening. I did this over and over, licking her like she was an ice cream cone melting in a hot July summer. I started thrusting my finger in and out of her. She was tight and hot, and so fucking wet that her cream coated my fingers and spilled down my hand. I honestly didn’t know if I’d fucking last. I was positive I’d come before I was balls deep in her if I kept this up. And when I came for the first time with my mate it wasn’t going to be blowing my load on the sheets like some damn teenager.
But even if I should have stopped so I didn’t bust a nut and embarrass myself, I wanted her to come hard right here, right now. I wanted her to get off because I was the one making her feel good.
I went back to sucking on her clit but kept my finger buried all the way inside of her tight little pussy. And then I felt her whole body tense as she orgasmed.
“Zakari,” she cried out, arching her back, her breasts thrust out, her nipples hard and red, begging for my mouth.
I didn’t stop, fuck, I couldn’t, not until she told me to, not until she pushed me away, her pussy too sensitive for my lips and tongue. The scent of her sweet pussy invaded my senses, made me drunk, had my bear so fucking hungry for more.
“Zakari,” she begged, pushing at my shoulders.
I relented and sat back on my haunches, looking down at her pussy, how her lips were spread slightly open, her pussy hole beckoning my cock, having the fucker grow harder, pre-cum slipping from the tip.
Taking hold of my dick, I stroked myself from root to tip, a shiver racing up my spine at how fucking good that felt. I stared at her for long moments, my body so tight it was almost uncomfortable. “Do you want me, want this?” I watched her gaze dip to my cock. She watched as I stroked myself, pleasuring myself because of her.
She didn’t answer, just kept watching me.
“Answer your mate,” I growled out.
“Yes,” she whispered.
“I can’t hear you, Bethany. Do you want my big cock?” She licked her lips, and I watched the act of her dragging her tongue along the swell of her bottom lip. It was slow and sensual, and made me feel primal. I wouldn’t last much longer, not with how heavy my balls felt, the amount of cum I had for her.
Yeah, she wanted it.
I wasn’t going to make my mate wait any longer.
I inhaled deeply, smelling the one thing that could have me shift if I was a lesser male.