His Plump Mate (by Buchanan) novel Chapter 32

**Rebel POV**

It’s a mystery how Austin seems to read the insecurities swirling within me, but somehow, he does. It’s as if he has a direct line to my soul, and right now, he holds all the power. The shower we just shared was electric, a whirlwind of sensations that left me breathless. If this is a preview of what’s to come tonight, I can already predict two things: I won’t be able to walk tomorrow, and my wolf is practically salivating in anticipation.

Austin’s fingers are weaving their magic within me, and I can’t contain the soft moans escaping my lips. The pleasure he brings is intoxicating, and I feel myself slipping into a blissful surrender. “Baby,” he murmurs, his voice a deep growl that sends shivers down my spine, “when are you going to truly understand that you belong to me? I love you. You are the most alluring woman I have ever laid eyes on, and I will never desire anyone else.” His breath is hot against my ear as he continues to thrust his fingers deeper, his palm now pressing against my clit, sending me spiraling toward the edge of ecstasy.

“Do you know why I want to completely ruin you, baby?” he growls, his voice thick with desire.

Words fail me; all I can manage is a frantic shake of my head, my body trembling as I feel the waves of my orgasm building higher and higher.

“It’s because you’ve ruined me for every other woman, darling,” he continues, his voice a low rumble that vibrates through me. “I will never want anyone else. You are perfection incarnate—sexy, brave, intelligent, resilient—everything I could ever wish for in a mate and my Luna. You. Are. Mine.”

His words send me over the edge, and I come hard on his fingers, my body jerking violently as I scream his name in pure ecstasy. “Let me hear you, baby,” he urges, his voice laced with a possessive hunger. “I won’t stop making you come tonight until you truly understand that I’m not going anywhere. I’m a lovesick fool for you.”

With that, he lowers himself between my thighs, and there’s no hesitation. He dives straight in, his tongue lapping up my arousal with an insatiable hunger. The sensation is overwhelming, and I can feel the familiar heat rising within me once more. Austin must sense it too, because he intensifies his efforts, pushing me closer to the brink.

I can’t grab his hair; my hands are still tied, leaving me completely at his mercy. When I climax again, he holds my stomach down, guiding me through the waves of pleasure. “Austin!” I scream, my voice raw and desperate as my body convulses. He doesn’t relent until I’ve come down from the euphoric high, and just as I start to catch my breath, he flips me over onto my knees.

With my hands bound, I’m utterly helpless, but honestly, why would I want to escape? This is the most erotic experience we’ve shared, and every second is a tantalizing thrill.

Suddenly, he smacks my ass, and I gasp, the sound escaping my lips before he plunges into me with a punishing rhythm. “OH, GODDESS AUSTIN! YES! YES!” I cry out, the pleasure overwhelming me as he delivers another sharp slap to my other cheek.

“Do you understand how deeply I love you, baby?” he growls, his thrusts relentless. “Do you have any idea what you do to me every single time I see you? How can you still doubt that I will ever want anyone but you?” Each word is a promise, each thrust a declaration of his unwavering desire.

“AUSTIN!” I scream, my voice filled with urgency. “PLEASE DON’T STOP!” I can feel my legs beginning to shake, the familiar tension building within me once more. Austin senses it too; he grips my hips tighter, thrusting with renewed vigor.

“Tell me you understand, baby. Tell me, or I stop right now,” he growls, his voice low and commanding.

“PLEASE DON’T STOP AUSTIN! PLEASE!” I cry out, still grappling with the depth of his love and desire. It feels so new, so foreign to me. I know he loves me, I do, but I can’t shake the nagging fear that this might all come crashing down. We haven’t known each other long enough, and I can’t fathom how this incredible, kind-hearted man could feel the same way about me.

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