His Plump Mate (by Buchanan) novel Chapter 16

**16 CONTENT: Rebel POV**

The aftermath of the shower still lingers in my mind, a sensation so exhilarating that I can hardly comprehend it. I’ve never experienced anything quite like it before, and an insatiable desire stirs within me—one that I know my mate, Austin, is more than eager to fulfill. Now that we’re both refreshed and clean, he wastes no time. With a sudden movement, he pushes me against the wall, and his lips crash onto mine, consuming me as if he were a famished man at an all-you-can-eat buffet. I can’t help but moan into his mouth, a sound that seems to awaken something primal within him, eliciting a low growl from his chest. The heat between my thighs is unmistakable, and I realize that it isn’t just the remnants of the shower that has me feeling this way.

Without breaking our passionate kiss, Austin’s strong hands find their way to the back of my thighs, lifting me effortlessly as if I were weightless. His strength ignites a fire deep within me, making my core ache with longing. Instinctively, I wrap my legs around his waist, feeling the warmth of his body against mine as he carries me toward our bed, gently lowering me onto the soft duvet.

“Rebel,” he says, his voice a mix of urgency and restraint, “I’m going to do my best to be gentle tonight, but I can barely hold back. If it becomes too overwhelming, just tell me, and I will stop, okay?” His seriousness is palpable, and it sends a shiver down my spine. I wrap my arms around his neck, locking eyes with him, my expression matching his intensity. “Make me yours, my Alpha.” With that, I unwrap my legs and spread them open, a silent declaration of my surrender to him, body and soul.

His gaze darkens with desire, and he leans in, reclaiming my lips with fervor. His hand glides slowly up my thigh, exploring my waist before finding my breast, squeezing it gently before rolling my nipple between his fingers. A rush of sensation courses through me, hardening my nipples as I arch my back, pushing my breast further into his palm. He had said he wanted to hear me, and I want him to understand just how serious I am about being his. I need him to know what he does to me.

“I love your body and how responsive you are, baby,” he growls, his voice thick with lust. He continues to tease my breast, lowering his mouth to take my other nipple into his warm, inviting mouth. The sensations are overwhelming, sending shockwaves through my body that radiate toward my core, intensifying my need for him. My hands find their way into his hair, pulling gently as I lose myself in the pleasure he’s giving me, uncertain of what I truly need but trusting that he will take care of me.

The sounds of my moans fill the air, and I can sense my arousal growing stronger with each passing moment. It’s building within me, just like it had in the shower, and I know I’m close to that incredible feeling again. “Austin!” I gasp, surprised at how needy and breathy my voice sounds. I hear him growl against my chest, the vibration sending me spiraling over the edge once more. My body trembles uncontrollably, and I hear him chuckle softly, a sound that sends another wave of pleasure coursing through me. “I love making you come, sweetheart. All of your orgasms are mine. Only mine.”

Orgasm? Is that what this euphoric feeling is? I can barely think straight, yet the desire for more only intensifies within me.

“I want to taste you, darling. Your scent has me starving, and my mouth is watering,” he murmurs, kissing his way down my stomach, savoring every inch of me. What does he mean by tasting? In this moment, I don’t care; I trust him completely with my body. He’s igniting sensations within me that I never knew existed, and the goddess knows I want more. I don’t care if that makes me greedy or needy.

“I’ve fantasized so much about these thick thighs wrapped around my head while I feast on you, baby,” he declares, lifting my thighs over his shoulders. A gentle blow against my core sends a jolt of electricity through me, and I grip the sheets, overwhelmed by the sensation. I’m so sensitive down there that even the lightest breeze makes me tremble.

Then, I feel Austin’s tongue gliding over my sensitive folds, and I arch my back, gasping in surprise. “You taste like heaven, baby,” he breathes before burying his mouth against me, sucking and teasing my sensitive nub. His hand presses against my stomach, holding me steady as I scream his name, my body arching in response. “Oh my goddess. AUSTIN! AUSTIN!”

My hands instinctively reach down to tangle in his hair, and my hips flex upward, feeling him smile against my core. With renewed vigor, he doubles his efforts, and I’m left a quivering mess beneath his mouth. He pulls away for a moment, checking in with me. “If it’s too much, tell me, baby.”

I shake my head, lost in the pleasure, the only word I can manage to utter is, “More.”

He grins, his eyes sparkling with mischief. “Anything for you, darling.” Just like that, his mouth is back on me, and I feel a finger slipping inside me. A moan escapes my lips as he begins to move it in and out, slowly at first, then picking up the pace. He continues to suck on my nub, and when he adds a second finger, I can feel myself stretching around him, every sensation amplified. I don’t want him to stop.

He pulls back to kiss me, deepening the connection as I inhale the intoxicating scent of my arousal on him. It’s overwhelming, and I close my eyes, surrendering to the pleasure he’s giving me.

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