When We Were Mates (Demetra and Emris) novel Chapter 119

Chapter 119

Demetra Pride Covenant.

My mouth is on Emris’s mouth.

Kissing him. Devouring him like he’s the last meal I’ll ever have. He aligns his hips to meet mine in a filthy thrust just after the pack meeting, and I gasp into his tongue. We’ve not been able to go a day without claiming each other. We were once inseparable like this before, but today, our bond is even stronger.

We’re not bickering or arguing or hating each other.

It’s just…

“Ahh…”

I moan as he pushes his whole length in from behind. I hold on…on that kiss to deliver the most deep, broken moan that’s ever left my throat.

The Alpha holds my hips under the sheets and jerks his hips softly into me.

Thick faithful thrusts that make my toes curl. His mouth leaves mine and drags across my shoulder, my neck, the curve of my jaw. He’s kissing and worshiping me there while grinding his hips into my heat.

It’s soft and intimate.

And I’m so tight.

Every inch of him fills and makes me remember why my body answers to only him. Possessive Emris digs his fingers into my naked breasts….kneading, squeezing, matching the rhythm of his hips to the pressure of his hands.

Hmmm.

I hear his uncanny growls in my ear.

I hold the pillow tightly until my knuckles are white. I feel his head split me open…wetly, like

how to

a key turning in a lock. I almost pound the pillow with my fist because I have no ide even explain how delicious it feels to be getting softly fucked by him.

“ah, Em-!”

I’m just so disoriented from pleasure that I don’t even sound like myself anymore. Emris pulls out slow, massaging the tip of himself, teasing me with the head of his jewel with that arrogant smile. He pushes back in. Deep. All the way to the hilt and stays there, grinding

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in circles until I cry out again.

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I scratch his chest. I leave red marks across his pectorals but he just holds my hips tighter and smiles down at me like I’m his favorite toy.

It’s like a sweet punishment.

Neither of us has time to be doing this in daylight. We have so much work to do as Luna and Alpha. There’s a gala to plan. A territory to manage-

Emris uproots himself from the bed and pulls out of me. I whimper at the loss only to feel him adjust me to a position that he wants. He does it so easily because he’s ten times my size. My whole body is just something he moves around. Something he arranges.

He pulls me by the hips. My bare ass lifts into the air and he rips the sheets off my body so that I can feel the afternoon sun on my exposed skin!

Wickedly, he plunges in again!

But this time, instead of driving his hips forward to thrust into me, he brings me back and forth. He holds my waist like a handle and moves me. Back and forth. Back and forth against his ejected jewel.

between

I squeeze my hands into the sheets and whimper. Every motion he makes causes my ass to jump up against him, slapping against his hips, creating the most delicious wetness the both of us.

My thighs are shaking.

My eyes are rolling back. I can’t think. I can’t speak. I can’t do anything except feel.

“Argh!”

I notice the moment Emris loses control.

His rhythm breaks and his hips stutter uncontrollably. And then he smashes into me directly to the hilt of his need, roughly, like he’s been holding back and finally snapped. I’m vibrating. Every nerve is ending. Every inch of my skin is on fire as orgasms rip through me one after another until I’m panting.

I feel Emris pulse inside me and his seed is written all over my thighs.

“Ah- ah, Emris-”

voice from

He mimics me. Flat on his back, doing a pitch–perfect impression of my approximately forty–five seconds ago which I would like to pretend did not just come out of my mouth in that exact sequence.

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“Oh, shut up.”

I pinch him at his side. But I can’t even really get his skin because of his muscles. My fingers just slide off his bicep like I’m pinching a rock.

“Owie.”

Emris looks at me with those dark eyes and the insufferable almost–smile that he knows makes me want to both kiss him and push him off the bed simultaneously.

“I’ve got a skill set that I haven’t used on you yet.”

Before I can formulate a response to that, he decides to show me what he’s talking about by putting his hands on either side of his powerful thighs. He pats the space in front of him. Motioning. Telling me without words where he would have me next.

“Just like that,” he says quietly.

I blink shyly. My face is burning and my whole body is still humming from what he just did

to me.

So I just pretend to be annoyed.

“Are you trying to get me pregnant?”

“I wouldn’t mind seeing you with a bump this time around.” He says it proudly.

I push myself up from the bed at which point the sheets do what sheets do. It falls off my chest and gives him a front–row view of exactly what he likes to see.

“Wow. Would you look at that beauty.”

I just walk…naked and barefoot to grab my robe from where I left it last night in his room.

I tie it around me, and push my hair out from under the collar before pouring myself a glass of water from the side table.

From here, I can see the entire pack grounds.

The little path where the kids run every morning. And Kris…I see her rushing in from the errand I sent her on. We have to draft a monthly budget for the pack house, and I’m supposed to be in the house office right now, not standing half–naked in Emris’s Alpha Grove like some lovesick teenage.

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Chapter 120

Chapter 120

Demetra Pride Convenant.