The Alpha's Unclaimed Mate novel Chapter 386

Chapter 386: Every Inch Like His Good Little—

Fin’s tone shifted darker.

"You owe me this, Serena." His hand in her hair pushed her down further, held her there for three seconds, four, until a soft gag vibrated against him and the sound made his jaw clench. He let her up. She gasped for air. He gave her two seconds of it before guiding her back down. "You made a promise. And I am claiming it."

His fingers thrust faster. His thumb found her clit and pressed.

"You are going to be crowned in Shadowclaw. You are going to be pack. You are going to be mine. In every way."

Smack. Smack. Smack.

Three in rapid succession, landing hard on skin that was already warm and sensitive, each one timed to a thrust of his fingers, and the combination of sting and pressure and fullness pulled a moan from her that vibrated through his entire body.

"Every time you try to argue, I am going to remind you like this."

She was finding a rhythm. Her mouth moved with more confidence, her tongue learning the pressure he responded to, her breathing stabilizing around the intrusion. The nervousness was fading. The matebond was replacing it with his arousal layered on top of her own, and the combination was making the shyness irrelevant.

Her moans grew louder, muffled by his cock, the sounds vibrating against him at a frequency that was dismantling his composure one note at a time.

His breathing roughened. His hand in her hair maintained pressure, guiding her head in a steady rhythm, his hips rising to meet her mouth in shallow thrusts, fucking her mouth on his terms and enjoying every second of the transaction.

Her body seized, her walls spasming on his fingers as a white-hot surge of pleasure flooded through her.

Her orgasm crashed through the matebond at full amplitude, every pulse, every flutter, every overwhelming wave of release transmitted directly into his chest, and the sensation of feeling her cum while his cock was in her mouth pushed him past every wall his discipline had built.

"Fuck, Serena," he rasped, his hips jerking upward. His cock throbbed hard against her tongue as he released, thick and hot, spilling in pulses that matched the aftershocks still rippling through her body.

"Swallow." His hand tightened in her hair, holding her in place. His voice was rough, wrecked, carrying the last reserves of authority his orgasm hadn’t consumed. "All of it, baby. Drink every drop like a good girl."

His fingers stayed buried inside her, stroking slowly through the aftershocks while she obeyed, her throat working around him, her body still trembling from the intensity of a release that had hit them both simultaneously through a matebond that hid nothing.

His hand tilted her chin up. Her face was flushed and her lips were swollen. Her green eyes were glazed with the particular softness that followed surrender.

"Good girl." His thumb traced across her lower lip. "You took it so well for your first time. And you swallowed everything I gave you."

He pulled her up higher, his mouth finding hers, kissing her deeply, tasting himself on her tongue with zero hesitation. His hand never left between her legs, fingers stroking lazily, keeping her body humming at a frequency that said we are nowhere close to finished.

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