When You Were My Mate (Demetra and Emris) novel Chapter 76

Chapter 76

Demetra.

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The side of my face is pressed into the pillow with my fingers clutching it so tight my knuckles ache. I feel Emris behind me, in all his glory of an Alpha.

And then he penetrates me.

The slice of his first entrance is not a gradual thing. It is a sundering. A white-hot split that cleaves me open like a blade finding its sheath for the first time, like my body was always meant to be torn apart by him and him alone. I scream into the pillow as the stretch of him spears through me with a pressure that is not pain but something far more devastating.

Then his hand comes down and slaps me cracks across my ass and my flesh jumps, quivering against the hard, long length of him buried inside me. My toes curl, nails digging into the sheets as he goes deeper. He enters. He enters. He keeps entering until he buries himself to the hilt, and my mouth falls open in a moan so wide it is silent, a perfect O of surrender.

That is when he jerks.

A shudder moves through him, and he growls….it is an Alpha growl I have never heard before. The vibration of his growl travels from his chest into my spine and then I remember that it’s a full moon tonight.

So he is not entirely a man. He is fucking me a hybrid beast tonight.

His hands sink into both sides of my hips and jerks himself inside me again, still on all fours, and now I feel everything. His length is a living thing inside me with rigid and pulsing veins, each one a secret texture dragging against my walls. The fat tip of him stretches my most private part with each withdrawal and plunge, and it is delicious…obscenely, sinfully delicious. He is soft yet hard, velvet over iron, and the whole of my ass bangs up against him with every thrust from behind.

My legs are shaking. I am held in place and unable to escape a single thrust in or out. I am skewered, impaled, utterly at his mercy. My fist clenches around a handful of sheet and then I hear his growl again.

“Mine!”

Emris bangs me with different rhythms at every second. Slow and filthy, grinding so deep I feel him in my throat. Hard and banging. Fast…so fast that I cannot breathe, cannot think, cannot be anything but the place where he is driving himself. I can feel him spilling inside me, that strange suction of him withdrawing, yet it is not because he has come. He is not even close.

“Em…Emris…ah ah ah.”

I find myself whimpering like a child as he butchers me with no second of reprieve. My body betrays me completely. I find myself bursting into orgasm within minutes but still, I feel his thrusts pumping. Tears roll out of my eyes, streaking down my cheeks as he puts me back on the line of desire just after healing me hit that peak.

The wicked wolf pulls me up and his arms come around me. One hand finds my breasts….the other hand is everywhere..my stomach, my ribs, my throat. He is kissing my face, my jaw, my losed eyelids, tasting the salt of my tears. I feel him everywhere and then he makes me face him.

“Look at me, mate.”

I open my eyes and then his mouth is on me. Emris kisses me passionately with savage claiming. His tongue sweeps into my mouth until I am falling backward onto the bed.

His massive body rests between my legs and blankets me. He does not penetrate. Instead, he positions himself in the middle of me and leads his length along that most sensitive seam.

I bite my lips as that fat head of him catching against my clit with a tormenting tease!

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Chapter 76

1 arch my back off the bed. “Ah!”

His cock slides again and my legs falls wider, hips lifting to meet him.

I am already ruined, and he has not even entered me again.

“Argh!” I hear Emris growl.

And then I see him…truly see him.

My breath is stuck somew

in my throat as I stare at his size.

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Long enough that my eyes go wide just tracking the length of it. With a girth so substantial my fingers instinctively curl into the sheets in anticipation of how it will stretch me again. Veins trace along the shaft in raised, twisting rivers, pulsing with his heartbeat, and the head is flushed glistening red..

In my eyes, it is a thing of brutal beauty that makes my thighs clench even as my mouth waters.

His hand wraps around that thick shaft, stroking once, twice, letting me watch. Then Emris shifts my body into a position that steals the breath from my lungs.

I am on my side now with my right cheek pressed into the mattress, one leg stretched while he hooks my left leg up, bending it at the knee, my thigh lifted so that I am spread open.

One of my arms is twisted behind my back, his hand clasps my wrist there. My spine arches involuntarily. I cannot move, cannot close my legs, cannot do anything but lie here with my cheek against the sheets, my ass lifted just enough.

Then he is pushing into me.

Emris sinks into me like he has all the time in the world. I feel his fangs graze the curve of my neck, scraping, not breaking… just enough to remind me they are there, just enough to make my breath catch.

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