turned up in a wolfish grin, and he licked the scar again.
Holy hell, she could probably come from that alone. Who would have guessed that her scar was an erogenous zone?
She cried out, and squirmed wildly as her breathing became erratic. Her pussy rapidly clenched the air, as if searching for his cock.
“Fuck me, Nate,” she begged again. “Please.”
“Soon.”
She threaded her fingers through his hair, and prepared to pull, when he dragged his tongue from her pussy to her clit.
She screamed, and he licked her again. And again.
The first time he’d touched her, his fingers had felt amazing, but his tongue felt like heaven.
He swirled his tongue around her wet hole, and licked and sucked her sensitive folds before placing his mouth over her clit and flattening his tongue against the sensitive nub.
Riley screamed again, pulled his hair, and arched off the bed.
Nate planted one forearm across her scar to hold her down, and jabbed his tongue into her pussy. She came, screaming his name, but he didn’t stop until her orgasm crested, and started to recede.
“You are so beautiful when you come, baby,” he said, looking up at her.
She looked down and smiled, and for the first time that evening, she realized how exposed she really was. Nate could see every crease, roll and curve on her scarred body, but she didn’t care. When she looked into the eyes of her mate, she didn’t see the disgust or hate she once imagined, and even though his canines were extended, she only saw love.
She reached down and placed her hand on his cheek, and he kissed her palm.
“Mark me, Nate,” she whispered.
Without a word, he licked the soft flesh of her inner thigh, and sank his canines deep. A bolt of electricity raced straight to her core, and she cried out and arched off the bed as another orgasm remained just out of reach.
Nate grabbed her hips in a bruising grip and held her steady as he licked the wound. His saliva would seal the bite-mark closed, but she would always have a scar, and she would carry his scent. From now on, any shifter they came in contact with would know who she belonged to.
He crawled up her body, and positioned his cock at the entrance of her pussy.
“I love you, baby,” he said.
“I love you, too.”
In one swift thrust, he completely filled her with his dick. He was huge, not that she had much to compare it too, but her ex had been small in comparison. Really small.
He waited until she caught her breath and nodded, and then he moved. Slow and steady only lasted a few minutes, but at that point she didn’t care. She loved this man, and she wanted to see him lose control.
“Mark me, baby.”
Her canines elongated at his command, and she eagerly sank her teeth into his flesh. Nate came, roaring his release, and the orgasm that ricocheted through her body had been the strongest one yet. She clamped down harder on his shoulder, nearly tearing the flesh, but he didn’t seem to care.
When the aftershocks became manageable, he rolled onto his back, pulling her with him. They were still joined as she licked his wound and winced at the scar she’d left behind. It was more than two puncture wounds, and though she found it incredibly sexy, she worried Nate would be angry.
“Nate, I…I’m so sorry.”
“What are you talking about?” he asked sleepily.
“I…there’s a scar. I’m so sorry.”
Pain lanced through her. She knew how painful scars could be, how they defined you to others, and yet, she’d marred up his shoulder.
She was the worst mate ever.
Nate grabbed his phone from the nightstand, and used the selfie option on the camera to see the evidence. She tensed as he touched and inspected the puffy wound, and tears filled her eyes. For a few short minutes, happiness had been in her grasp, but she’d let it all slip away for a good fuck. Would he ever be able to forgive her?
“Hey,” he said, lifting her chin with his fingers. “I think it’s hot.”
Still inside her, she
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