The Maverick Pride Tales - Chapter 12: Chapter 12

“Are you sure about this? There is no going back once we do this,” he explained, offering one last chance to refuse.
He didn’t know how he would survive if she walked out now, but the choice was hers. Always.
“I’m sure,” she replied, her voice husky with need.
Hunter held Elissa’s curious lust filled gaze as his fingers lengthened to claws. Her surprised gasp was rough and hypnotic. His beast wanted more of that sound. And he wanted it now. The predator inside of him growled low in his chest as he sliced through the elastic waistband and tore the flimsy fabric from her supple hips.
Using more care with her bra, Hunter’s claws receded. With human hands once more, he released the clasp between her precious breasts. His claws would never go near her supple skin. Oh no, Hunter never wanted to hurt his delicate mate in any way.
Only pleasure, never pain. The sight of her bare breasts stole his breath. Her creamy round globes filled his hands. The abundant flesh spilling over, and this time he was the one who groaned.
So fucking good, he thought as he gathered them to his mouth.
Licking and suckling one than the other, Hunter wanted to devour her. Her body was a glorious feast, but only for him.
So sweet.
So delicious.
So mine.
“Hunter,” she cried his name.
Yes, call my name, he wanted to roar, but a grunt was all he could utter in reply. It was the only name she’d call out from now on.
He wanted to hear it again. Vowed to make her scream it when he filled her hot little pussy and drove home until she clenched around his cock and came again and again.
“Wanna fill you, mate,” he said, telling her exactly what he wanted to do to her.
He scented her arousal, growled as her need spiked with his words. She liked it when he talked dirty, so Hunter kept on whispering naughty little things as he lifted her once more.
“Wanna feel your pussy tight around my cock, mate. Gonna stretch your tight sheath, fill you up with my cock. Feel how hard I am for you? I can’t wait till I’m buried inside you. Gonna stroke you so good. Gonna please my mate,” he growled.
Then Hunter lifted her hips, his mouth smashed to hers as he settled her astride his legs. The warm water rose and splashed with the movement, and her moan told him she was much more comfortable now than she had been freezing in his living room before.
His animal was frustrated. It had taken him so long to care for his mate, but Hunter ignored the beast. His attention on the woman whose pussy was resting atop his needy cock.
She moaned and flexed her hips, sliding her wet heat along his girthy member. She writhed and moaned, no passive observer to their lovemaking.
Not his Elissa. Oh no, his mate was wild and fierce, clinging to him and running her small hands over his body. She approved of him in that way at least. The rest would have to wait.
His ass was on the marble seat inside the tub, built specifically with this activity in mind. Hunter was grateful he’d waited for her to experience this bit of erotic play.
Like so many things inside the Pride House, he’d designed and built it with a mate in mind. His Tiger had been urging him towards claiming one for years. But there could never be anyone for him, save Elissa Phoenix.
His heart thudded unsteadily in his chest as he lifted her sweet, curvy body so that her legs spread even wider. Fuck, she was so soft, so warm. Hunter gripped her hips firmly.
Warm water swirled all around them, moving frantically with the jets inside the tub, but Hunter was oblivious to all of it. Elissa was his only focus. She was all he could see, touch, taste, and feel. Her pleasure, her emotions, everything she was experiencing were right there for him to witness. Etched in her expressions, reflected in her moans and pants, and Hunter wanted to savor them all.
“You feel like silk,” he whispered, licking a trail from her earlobe to her remarkable cleavage.
“And you feel incredible, Hunter,” she replied. “So hard, so good.”
“You’re tight, baby, so tight. I’ll go slow,” he said on a growl.
She moved her hips, placing her wet heat over his cock and using a downward flex, his sexy seductress pressed down onto his cock. She tensed, his mushroomed head pressing just inside her slick folds.
Fuck, her pussy was so hot, so tight, and it made him even harder, if that was even fucking possible. All he wanted was to thrust forward and enter her slick heat in one solid motion, burying himself to the hilt inside her. The Tiger agreed, wanting his human half to claim his Nari and roar his completion to one and all.
Not yet.
He was barely able to hold on, but he did. He would never take his pleasure at the expense of hers. No, he needed to give her time. Besides, it would be over far too soon if he sunk into her sweet sex to the hilt now.
He had other things in mind for her first. Hunter nipped her lower lip and fisted her long blonde hair. He pulled her head back gently but firmly, so that he could lick along her neck down to her pretty pink-tipped breasts.
Her nipples were hard with her arousal. Plump cherries ripe for his lips. The dusky color circling her nubs was gorgeous, just like everything else about her. He licked and fondled, drawing torturous little moans from her mouth.
Pinching one bud and suckling the other, he noted the increase in her breathing. Mouth open, she panted, pushing her chest out to entice him further, opening her legs even wider, and taking him deeper into her incredible body.
Fuck yes.
His sexy as hell mate liked it when he used his teeth, and Hunter was more than happy to oblige. He’d lick and nibble every sumptuous inch of her if she’d let him. A slave to her desire, he would do anything and everything for her.
Her pleasure was his only goal. His ultimate goal. Whatever else he was, Neta, Tiger, son, brother, he was hers first.
Mate.
“Mine,” he growled as his fingers trailed down her slick hips to circle her plush ass.
Once there, he traced the perfect globes, cupping each cheek and squeezing the deliciously plump flesh there. Her ass was hot as fuck. Elissa’s lust-glazed, brandy-warm stare heated under his ministrations.
Soon, the vixen’s eyes flashed up at him through dark lashes like fire. Liquid heat, he thought as he touched, licked, and started to move his hips.
Inch by inch, he filled her, savoring the hiss that escaped kiss-swollen lips. She was gorgeous like that. Sexy and hot as he buried his hard cock deep inside her.
Hunter growled, unable to stop the sound from escaping as her pussy clamped down on his cock. She felt so good.
So fucking purrfect, his Tiger seconded.
Hands on her ass, kneading the ripe flesh beneath his fingers, he lifted her and allowed her to fall back down again at her own pace, the sexy goddess filled his large hands to perfection.
But Hunter was not quite through with his exploration. He ran his greedy digits up and down her exquisite body, loving the gentle dip of her waist as it flared out to that sexy round ass. Perfect for tugging her closer.
“Hunter,” she moaned his name in a husky voice that promised heaven.
“I’m ready.”
Oh, fuck yes.
That was all the permission he needed. His balls tensed, dick growing harder in response. She was so hot. Sexy and earthy in a way he had never experienced with any woman, human or Shifter before. He pressed his mouth to hers, eyes open, pinning her with his gaze. He needed to watch it happen.
The first time they came together was bound to be fucking Magical. A night he’d never forget. He thrust upwards, penetrating her tight little pussy with his hard as fuck cock. She squeezed him good.
“So tight,” he growled.
He tried to stay calm, to move slowly, but she was temptation itself. It was difficult when all he wanted to do was ram home and fuck her until his cum filled every inch of her womb.
Possessive much?
Yes.
Mine.
As the Neta, he was bigger and stronger than any other Tiger in his Pride. Alpha Shifters were usually in a category of their own, physically speaking. Not that he checked out other Shifters’ dicks or anything. Hunter was all man. Big and thick, he needed to move carefully so as not to hurt his precious Nari. He knew this already, but what he hadn’t been expecting was the fierce, primal instinct to claim her with his teeth, claws, and cum.
Like now.
It was a ferocious, urgent need, boiling in his blood. But he wanted her to enjoy this coupling as much as he did, so he would curb his enthusiasm to bite his sweet little mate.
But it was hard. She felt so fucking right. So tight and hot around his cock, if he thought about it anymore, he was going to blow.
Fuck, he growled, willing himself to slow down.
He’d allowed for her to adjust to his size before sliding in deeper and deeper, allowing more and more of his cock to slide in until he was finally buried to the hilt in her heat.
“You’re so big,” she moaned, clinging to his shoulders.
“Elissa,” he called her name on a groan.
Focused on her, he watched as her brown eyes opened wide. Pleasure glittered in the amber deaths, some surprise too, as he filled, and filled, and filled her with his girthy length. Her channel sucked him in, clinging tightly to his shaft like velvet lined heaven.
A myriad of sensations flowed through him as she wiggled her hips, allowing her slick heat to fully encompass his cock. The first and foremost being one, single word.
Mine. Mine. MINE!
Breathing deeply, he moved.
In, out, swivel, thrust. Over and over, until his engorged dick almost slipped free of her. Elissa whimpered and clung, and he fucked and fucked and fucked. So good, so tight. Faster, harder, deeper.
Her whimper turned into something more as, with his fingers gripping her hips, he lifted, then slammed her back down onto his dick. The entire world shifted, and they both groaned in unison.
A sense of complete and perfect rightness settled over him as their pleasure built, and built, and built.
Fuck yes, this was right. She was right. And his. All his.
His mate was full of his cock, and it was fucking purrfect.
In the split second before they came together, Hunter knew he would never be the same. He held her face with one hand, angling her head where he wanted it before plundering her mouth in time with his cock.
From there on out, it was grunts and groans. No longer able to form complete sentences, he swallowed her little noises and set about drawing more from her sweet mouth.
He breathed her in. Her moans increasing with her need, excitement filled him, anticipation too. Hunter increased their rhythm. Ignoring the amount of water that sloshed over the sides of the tub. Fuck it. He could fix whatever damage they did to the flooring.
Hunter lifted his luscious mate and slammed her down again, grinding her sweet pussy onto his pubis. The slick friction of the water caused her already soft skin slide along his like silk. He fucking loved it.
Loved every bit of her. He sucked in the breathy moans that escaped her mouth as he gripped her hips and did it again. Hunter kept on repeating the movement, fucking her on his cock while her first orgasm spiraled through her tight body.
“Ohmygawd,” Elissa ground out, her pussy squeezing his dick.
If possible, he grew even harder with her orgasm, and he wanted her to come again. The slide of her skin against him was that much slicker now, and with every swipe of his dick inside of her, her channel squeezed even more.
It was sexy and sensual, and he loved every minute of it. Looked forward to the many ways he would have her. But first, he was going to make her come again, this time screaming his name.
His Tiger wanted that. To feel her walls flutter around him while she lost herself in that oblivion only he could give her.
Yesssss, the animal hissed his agreement.