The Maverick Pride Tales - Chapter 47: Chapter 47

Jessica moaned into Brayden’s mouth as he lifted her out of the shower and walked them both to his bed.
She dearly loved his bed. It was big and comfortable, not too hard, and not too soft.
Every inch was purrfect.
Just like her mate.
“Jessica,” he growled her name.
Her big, sexy mate settled between her splayed legs, sucking, and nibbling on her nipples before sliding down to feast on her sex. She was so fucking glad her mate was a Bear and that he craved a certain brand of honey.
Namely hers.
Sighing into his touch, she allowed herself to just feel as Brayden started with long, slow swipes of his tongue.
She bucked her hips, encouraging him to move faster, but he wouldn’t be rushed. It seemed the day’s earlier incident had left him with a vengeful side.
He had told her not to go out, and she went, anyway. And now he was going to torture her by keeping her orgasm just out of reach.
Ooh, the jerk!
Sigh.
But damn, that felt good. So very good.
Maybe it paid to be bad once in a while. Especially if oral sex was the way he planned on punishing her.
Well, what was she supposed to do all day, just sit around waiting? Not her.
She was an independent woman. A Shifter to boot. They’d just have to work out the particulars of their relationship later. When she could think again.
“Oh gods,” she moaned just as he added two thick fingers to the mix, spearing her on his digits as he suckled her nub.
Her stomach tightened with impending ecstasy, only to tremble with unfulfillment as he stilled his movements.
Grrr.
“What do you need, baby?”
“Move, please do something,” she growled and bucked her hips.
Her she-Cat snarled, eager for him to finish what he’d started. She wanted him balls deep, pounding into her, rubbing his scent on her as he fucked her stupid.
“I will. In time. You are so fucking sweet and all mine,” he growled, smiling wickedly as he placed one open-mouthed kiss to her pussy.
He dipped his tongue to lightly tease her nub. Those fucking lips of his were driving her insane. It might be decidedly un-feminist to be reduced to a blathering idiot because of one man’s sexual prowess, but Jessica did not give one single fuck.
Her mate was hotter than hell and he was welcome to reduce her to nonverbal gibberish anytime. And hopefully, that was often.
“I’m gonna make you come, kitten. Then I’m gonna fill you with my cock. I’m gonna fuck you so damn good, you won’t know where you end, and I begin. Want that, kitten?”
“Yes, fuck yes, please,” she whimpered, and nodded as moisture dripped from her slit down to the sheets.
Fuck it. They’d wash. She was too wrapped up in the sensual haze her mate had created to care. Emotions raged in a tsunami within her.
Possession.
Desire.
Need.
And Love.
Most of all love, pulsed throughout her entire body. The thoughts were loud and strong, echoing in her heart and mind until she realized they weren’t just her thoughts.
They were Brayden’s.
He settled into a rhythm with his mouth on her sex. One thing became clear to her even as she fell under the spell of his lovemaking. Her sexy mate was broadcasting his thoughts and feelings.
A true matebond had been formed during their claiming. She could hear him now, feel him inside, which was so much more than the average Pride connection.
She could feel his true emotions for her. Especially when they were like this. And he did love her. The pure, honest emotion erupted from him like a volcano as he made love to her.
Not just fucking.
Never just that.
Loving on you. Always love.
Love, kitten. So fucking much love.
She felt it as sure as she felt her heart squeeze to bursting with love for him. Pride and joy filled her as the ripples of her orgasm began.
He made her feel desired, like no other. Wanted, protected, cherished, and sexy as sin. The sounds of his growling moans as he flicked his tongue over her nub one last time before she exploded almost sent her over the edge alone.
“I need you,” he grunted, and placed the head of his thick cock at her heated entrance.
But instead of pushing inside like she so desperately wanted, he teased her slit with his broad head. Up and down, he swiped, reducing her to a mass of quivering, shuddering moans, and sighs with every nudge of his dick along her hardened little bundle of nerves.
“Brayden.”
Jessica wanted him so fucking much. He brought his head even with hers, tracing her lips with his tongue the same way his cock traced her slit. Then, at the same time his tongue entered her mouth, his hips thrust, and he slid deep within her channel.
Jessica sighed with pure pleasure. Rocking her hips, she cradled him with her thighs, loving the feel of her big, strong mate as he filled both her mouth and her sex.
“Jessica,” his gravelly voice rumbled.
The sound going into her open mouth as she continued to kiss and lick him in between groans.
“Love you. Love my mate,” he growled, increasing speed and pressure.
She hissed as he ground his pubis into her cleft as he set a furious pace for their lovemaking. Sweat coated their bodies, the sounds of their flesh coming together was like a symphony to her ears. She felt her orgasm begin.
Too soon, but too good to hold off. With any luck, he’d fall off the edge with her and then they could start all over again. The more Brayden pumped, the more she wanted his cum coating her walls. His thick, veined cock stroked every inch of her sheath, hitting that one secret spot no man had ever touched.
Little electric tendrils of pleasure began sparking and traveling through her body until she was a living, breathing mass of feeling. And all she could feel was him.
“Love you, Brayden,” she moaned as her sex clamped down on his shaft.
“Fuck, kitten, do you even know how good it feels to be in you? To feel your pussy sucking my dick is pure fucking heaven,” he grunted.
“As good as it feels to have you in me,” she returned as he thrust one, two, three times a charm and roared his completion just as fireworks burst behind her eyelids.
The entire world went silent for a moment as the most intense pleasure Jessica had ever felt filled her entire being.
“That was amazing,” she exclaimed, or, er, she would have if she could stop gasping for air.
“No, kitten,” he disagreed.
“You are the amazing one.”
Taking her face in both his hands, Brayden lowered his mouth to hers. He was such an incredible kisser. Why was it she forgot that until his lips were on hers?
She might have just touched heaven in her mate’s arms, but that mouth of his had a way of igniting infernos in her blood. Arousal grew again. Deep inside her, and she knew it would only ever continue to grow for him. Her mate.
Brayden grunted, a deep rumbling sound that reverberated through her body and still his mouth remained fastened to hers. That long, slick tongue of his grazed over hers, rubbing and caressing it tenderly between the sweet, tantalizing brushes of his expert lips.
His beard felt good in her hands as she raised them to caress his handsome face. He was so good looking, so good in bed, and for the first time in her life, Jessica felt whole. Then the reason for it all came to her.
“Oh my gods,” she said, and giggled against his mouth.
“What?”
“You kissed me!”
“Um, Jess, I’ve been kissing you nonstop for two days now?”
He looked as though he questioned her sanity. He brushed her hair behind her ear. The act of tenderness touching her inside her heart.
“No, you kissed me.”
She looked at him, waiting for him to comprehend.
Ugh, men!
“Brayden, you kissed me, and it was perfect. I’ve finally been purrfectly kissed,” she practically screamed it to the world.
Hell, she wanted to, but then he’d probably really question her sanity.
Instead, her purrfect mate just laughed along with her.
“Jess?”
“Yeah?”
“I’m not finished yet,” he growled, black eyes glittering with promise.
Then her sinfully delicious Black Bear leaned forward, and she practically squealed with delight.
Brayden gifted her with another purrfect kiss.
Then he did it again. And again.
And again…
Elsewhere…
Back in his own apartment, Uzzi Stregovich of the infamous Uncle Uzzi’s Magical Matchmaking Service was sitting at his desk with a delicious cup of tea and one of the special cookies the Nari of the Maverick Pride had sent home with him. He was really getting the hang of his computer and had just read a rather interesting email. His magic buzzed around him as he reread the missive.
Dear Uncle Uzzi,
My name is Gretchen Kaepernick. I am Elissa Phoenix-Maverick’s former roommate, and I am moving to Maverick Point to take over Mrs. Bowers’ lease.
I’ve always wanted to run my own salon, and this is a fantastic opportunity. Everything is in perfect order, so I literally just have to move in. Everything will be up and running just after the new year.
Now to the point of this email. You see, I haven’t had much luck with men in forever and I was wondering if you could arrange for me to meet a nice one? I am a bigger than average girl and I don’t want to settle.
It is true, I can come on a bit strong and, okay, well, I’m just plain blunt when it comes to how I feel. Elissa tells me I am too frank, but I can’t help it. I turn all my dates away with talk of wanting a future and a family someday. But it’s true. It’s what I want.
Elissa told me to contact you about maybe helping me find my own happily-ever-after? So what do you think? Can you help me, Uncle Uzzi?
Thank you for your consideration,
Gretchen
Well, thought Uncle Uzzi. Things were about to get even more interesting in Maverick Point. He wondered if this little human, who did not know of Shifters, would be open to the possibility of being the fated mate of a man who also turned into a beast.
Hmmm.
Interesting.
Uncle Uzzi smiled as he sifted through notes he’d taken when he’d visited the Pride House.
This one, he thought, and felt his liebling’s presence. Ah! If Betty approved, then Uzzi was correct.
This Tiger was the one for the unknowing normal. He smiled, pleased with himself.
Poor little pussy did not know what he was getting himself into. Uzzi only hoped the Tiger could handle it.
“Well done, liebling,” he said as his beloved’s essence departed once more.
He would join her someday, but until then, he had matches to make.