Mated - Chapter 170: Chapter 170

She kissed me back like she had also been hungry for this for so long. Her moans drove me to the brink, and I could barely hear the words she was muttering against the loud rush of blood pumping in my veins.
I left my cock and slid my hand up the small pink flowery gown, which stopped just below her butt.
“What the fuck?” I exhaled into her mouth, “You don’t have your panties on, Kasmine.”
“It’s always a barrier,” she teased, and fucking heavens, I loved this girl. She was gradually beginning to enjoy and accept this, and it made me want to hand my life to her on a platter for her to do with me as she pleased.
“You’re becoming my good girl, little sister,” I breathed in her ears before lifting her off the ground.
She instinctively wrapped her legs around my waist while I pressed her against the tree. Lifting her slightly, I placed her against my cock, which was begging to be buried inside her warmth.
She wrapped her arms around my neck while her gaze held mine.
Good girl. She was learning so fast.
The heat between us was so unbearable, the kind that crawled under my skin and settled deep in my gut, demanding to be satisfied.
One hand held her waist firmly, while the other held the back of her neck as I pulled her down onto me, forcing her to take every inch in one slow thrust.
Fuck. It wasn’t so easy. But she was too wet, while I was too impatient to knock at the door.
A strangled moan escaped her lips, her body tensing before melting into the pleasure. She was so tight, her walls gripping me like she never wanted to let go.
“Kester,” she whispered breathlessly in a broken voice as I filled her up completely.
“Shh,” I hushed against her throat, my lips brushing over her racing pulse. “You don’t want them hearing us, do you?”
Her eyes never left mine, her lips shaking her head, but her eyes told a different story–wide and dark, pupils blown with lust.
“Are you good?” I asked, waiting for her approval, and when she nodded, I began gliding in and out of her.
I rolled my hips slowly, drawing out her desperation. She whimpered softly, the sound sending a jolt straight to my cock, making it jerk inside her.
“You’re so damn wet,” I rasped, tightening my grip on her. “Is this what you wanted?”
“Yes,” she choked out, her fingers tightening in my hair, pulling me closer. “Please, Kester.”
That was it. That was all I needed to hear.
I slammed into her, pressing her back against the rough bark of the tree, each thrust sending a shockwave through us both. She gasped, biting down on my shoulder to stifle her cries. The sensation only drove me wilder.
I could feel her legs trembling around my waist.
“Fuck, Kasmine,” I growled, my voice hoarse, my fingers bruising into her hips. “You’re so fucking perfect.”
Her moans came in broken whispers, her body writhing against mine, lost in the rhythm I set. I felt her tighten around me, her thighs clenching, her breath hitching.
I pulled back just enough to watch her face, my hands gripping her thighs as I dragged my cock out of her, slow and torturous. She clenched, her body protesting the loss.
“You think I didn’t see how those men looked at you? Hmm?” My voice was rough, laced with something dangerously close to fury. “How they wanted to touch you? Fucking hell, Kasmine, do you like testing me?”
I slammed back into her, forcing her cry to catch in her throat.
Her fingers tightened in my hair, her breath coming in frantic gasps. “N–no,” she choked out.
“Then why the fuck did you let him put his hands on you?” I dragged my teeth down the side of her throat, biting hard enough to make her flinch before soothing the spot with my tongue. “Do you want me to fucking lose my mind?”
She sucked in a sharp breath as I rolled my hips, grinding against her in a way that made her eyes flutter shut. “I am sorry.”
“No, you aren’t,” I growled, snapping my hips harder, making sure she felt just how much I didn’t fucking like sharing.
Her head fell back against the tree, a shuttered moan slipping from her lips.
“Look at me,” I ordered, gripping her jaw and forcing her gaze to meet mine when she closed her eyes, savoring the pleasure I fed her.
She obeyed, her lips parted, her pupils dilated with need.
“Tell me who you belong to,” I demanded, thrusting harder and deeper.
There was silence for a moment. I didn’t expect a reply from her. She always made sure never to say she belonged to me. She said it once, but she’d never made the mistake of saying it again.
But she didn’t know that just that once was all it took to make her mine and seal her fate.
I was like a deity. You only say what you are willing to give. And when it’s time to give what you owe, and you hesitate, I take it by force.
I placed a hand on the tree to ground myself while the other hand still held her firmly at her waist, “Say it, Kasmine.”
“You,” she gasped, clinging against me, her body trembling from the new rhythm I set. “Only you!”
Perfect.
I crushed my lips against hers, swallowing every moan she made. She tasted like wine and heat, like temptation I could never resist. I kissed her until she was left breathless.
Then I fucked her harder.