Jay-la POV
Showered and lying in the bed, na*ked, due to the fact she had no clothes here in the room to change into, she stared up at the ceiling. She had been awake for hours, unable to get any sleep, her mind was unable to switch off. And Kora was of no help to her, all she could think about was her Mate and wanting to be with him.
‘Go to him,’ was all she’d been harping on for nearly an hour now.
‘Not ready.’
Bullshit. Kora had snorted at her, almost angry with her, you wanted him earlier.’
Yes, I know, but that was different. Caught off guard.
Kora snorted at her in annoyance. You want him. Kora sighed almost softly. She was lying in Jay-la’s mind, head on her paws and tail around her. You remember when he used to k!ss you. You’re whole body melted into him.
‘Enough Kora.’
It was like that, but today is more intense. You want him, need him. she whispered to her.
Kora… Jay-la was practically begging her to stop it, her wolf was trying to rile her up and she knew it. She rolled over on the bed and buried her face into the pillow.
‘The way his hands would slide over you, touch you, softly at first,’ she was purring softly now ‘his mouth k!ssing your neck.
Jay-la growled at her own wolf. She didn’t need to be reminded of what it was like to be in his arms, to have him touch her everywhere, taste every inch of her. Bite her gently and then roughly. She flipped over on the bed and huffed herself.
‘Kora let it go,’ she muttered.
‘The way he’d pull you towards him and lick all the way up your spine before lacing his fingers into yours while sliding his huge bard c0ck against you teasing you when he knew what you really wanted’ Kora was all hind quarters up inside Jay-la’s mind, as though she could actually feel it.
‘Enough please’ Jay-la begged her, quietly biting her l!p.
‘It’ll never be enough, Kora whispered softly, ‘his hand between your legs, touching you, stroking you filling you with pleasure, you remember, don’t you the feeling, how hot you got, how w*et you would be. How wanton he made you.
Goddess help me. Jay-la sent up a silent prayer. She did remember and was at this very minute turned on by the memory her wolf was pushing at her. With her eyes closed, goddess she could picture it so clearly, the way he would look down at her with those desire filled deep dark blue eyes of his, they way she would drown in them, loved looking up into them knowing he wanted her, needed her, was unable to look away from him even when she was so close to org*sm he loved to watch her c*um.
He’d told her often, sometimes had even demanded her not to look away from him, as he’d pleasured her, his long rough fingers stroking her most sensitive places until she was arched up and crying out his name.
Jay-la m0aned into her room, her hand slipping down her body, touching herself the way she knew he would, imagining her hand was his hand. ‘Go to him. Kora whispered into her mind as Jay-la felt the first ripples of pleasure roll through her body as she touched herself, sliding a finger between the folds of her now w*et p**ssy and stroking her own cl!t.
‘Don’t even know if he’s in his room,’ she whispered back to Kora.
‘Mind-link him.’
‘Goddess no, he’ll know instantly I’m turned on.’ Oh goddess, she needed release, she claimed an image in her mind of him, his hand between her thighs, his fingers thrusting in and out of her and allowed herself to believe her hand was his, until she was cu**mming herself, bit down hard on the cry of pleasure that was trying to escape her, he would likely hear it if she was to loud Kerá chortled ‘good we want him to.’
No… Jay-la could taste blo0d she’d had to bite down hard to keep from calling out his name.
‘Go to him.’
‘If he’s not there?’ She feared she would not have the courage to go to his bed again if she went and he wasn’t there.
‘I sense my mate nearby, he is there. Kora whispered to her ‘go to him.
Jay-la sat up in the bed. Her body ached for him, she did want to go to him, but what if he wasn’t there? What if she went and found his bed empty? What then? She was biting her l!p nervously.
‘Never nervous before, not even your first time with him. Why now?’ Kora asked.
‘Different now. What if it!’s not the same? She worried.
Kora snorted at her and shot the image of her and him k!ssing in the private dining room into her mind. Jay-la m0aned as she recalled the hungriness, the wanton need. Goddess the way she could feel his hard erection pressed against her, how she’d not been able to stop herself from moving herself against it.
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