When You Were My Mate (Demetra and Emris) novel Chapter 58

Chapter 58

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The waves crash again, but this time she doesn’t face them. Demetra puts her hand into her hair and makes this surprised sound…half laugh, half gasp!

1 laugh back. She was in Paris that entire time. I was in Paris, and even though we didn’t see each other, fate let us meet still.

“Having someone buy that art painting gave me the confidence to draw more.” She shakes her head, still processing. “To paint more!”

Demetra breaks into another chuckle and I let out a disbelieving laugh myself.

“I have it in my bedroom.” I tell her, my hands moving to describe how I literally have it positioned so that when I lay in bed, it’s the gigantic painting that stares back at me every night. Every morning. Every time I close my eyes.

“No way!”

“Yes way.” I step closer.

She latches her hand onto my arm when she doesn’t believe I’m selling the truth, gripping me like she needs physical proof.

“Say swear!”

“Demetra.” I put my hand over my heart, laughing for the life of me. “Swear. I swear.”

I chuckle, and her forehead touches my chest when she chuckles too…just for a second, just briefly, but I feel it.

Oh, moons. We’re so fucking close.

I loop my arm around her waist and bring my lips close to hers.

“I think fate wants us to have a second chance at this. Please don end it.”

She puts her hand on my arm…not pushing, not pulling. Just… touching.

“Punish me, but not with a rejection.” I beg.

Demetra twists her lips like she’s thinking something dangerous

“Punish you, huh?”

She looks back at the mat I’ve spread at least twenty feet from where we’re standing. Then back at me. Then deliberately, she begins to walk toward it.

Was that an invitation?

Are we about to…

Have sex on the beach?

I follow her to the mat like I’ve been starving for five years and she’s the first meal I’ve seen.

She goes down. First to her knees….then casts a look back over her shoulder that sounds like “Claim me” in the twilight.

Demetra is down on all fours, and in one slow, sinful movement arches her back and pokes her ass out.

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She stretches her arms forward on the mat until her ass is high in the air…presenting herself to me like a gift. What I see is her big, pale ass spilling out of that tiny dress that’s now hiked up past her hips. All that’s left covering her is a thin strip of white lace underwear, barely containing her with full cheeks pouring out from the sides. The fabric digs into her flesh and high lights every curve.

I’m already hard. Have been hard since she first looked at that mat. But now? Now I’m painfully hard against my jeans. The wind blows her hair and sends those white strands flying, blowing her scent straight toward me. A vanilla-floral mix hits me and I groan.

I don’t walk to her, I stalk, closing the distance and unzipping at the same time. My hands are going to my zipper as I walk. Unbuttoning. Unzipping. My eyes never leave her ass and by the time I reach, I’m on my knees. My impatient Alpha hands that are used to taking reach for her panties. I hook my thumbs into the waistband of her panties, ready to yank the useless fabric down and bury myself inside her.

Her hand stops me.

“Don’t take it off.” Her small voice is breathy. “Take me with it.”

I growl…growl at the implication.

I push my own pants just enough. I shift closer, one hand leaving her hip to guide myself. I run the blunt head of my cock on her panties. It’s soaked. Demetra already drenched and moaning but I haven’t even entered her yet.

The same is happening to me. I’m trembling.

I tear my shirt off over my head and it lands somewhere on the sand.

My hands find her ass again with a squeeze and with a merciless shove of my hips, I push her.

The sensation is filthy, devastating pleasure. The lace of her pantes rubs against both of us and adds a different sensation that’s maddening. She’s so tight, so impossibly soft and hot as her body takes my invasion. I fill her inch by inch, stretching her, claiming her. I feel her inner walls flutter and clench around me, trying to accommodate my girth.

Demetra collapses forward with a screaming moan. I hold when her hips sink for a second and begin to drive.

I hump her fast. In a rhythm that is pure animal instinct. The wet sounds of our union mix with the crash of the waves. I can feel myself getting wetter inside her, her arousal coating me, making each savage thrust deeper.

Demetra’s head drops in half whimper.

I feel the pressure building in my organ. That heat at the base of my spine. But I don’t stop. I claim her until my eyes are shut and I’m moaning. carries both away into the night.

And then she screams.

Her whole body comes apart beneath me, clenches around me, and she comes with a cry that I feel in every nerve. Orgasm seizes her body and I’m right there with her… I always make sure she comes first, it’s a rule, a point of honor.

I’m right on the edge, ready to lose control and fill her completely now that I’ve sated her-

Demetra pulls away!

I’m sweating like a mad wolf.

She slides off me and I’m left kneeling there. Sweat pouring down my face and torso in the low light. My muscles are bunched for release…my length is painfully hard in the open air

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