The Mate That Wasn't Mine novel Chapter 95

Chapter 95

TESSA POV

When our kiss breaks my hand returns to stroking his cock. But Maxim’s eyes are glittering. Like his wolf is out to play. More than play. Out to put right every single day we haven’t been bonded. He warned me about giving him too much power.

But my handsome mate hasn’t realised how much I love the sound of his voice. Following his lead takes away my shyness.

“I want you to put me in your mouth Tess. Slowly. Use your tongue.”

His clenching face when I lick the head, is the sweetest reward. His pre–cum on my tongue, my hand gently stroking the length my mouth cannot reach. Maxim watches intently, our eyes locked together, wolves racing with adrenalin.

Following his commands, my tongue teases, mouth sucks and hand stroke his rock hard cock up and down.

“Fucking hell. Fuck. Tess. I feel like a fucking God right now.”

That makes me tingle. Even more so when he roughly threads a hand through my hair, his hips flexing a little, hitting the back of my throat. “Your hand Tess. Touch yourself.”

I freeze. I keep going but my hand is suspended in the air. Maxim is teetering but refusing to fall. “Tess, I need to see it. I want to see your pretty little cheeks blushing just for me.”

Slowly lifting my head up, uncertainty sees me biting my bottom lip. Maxim adds. “Mate, I need you soaking wet. I need that pussy of yours drenched because if you want my bite…it’s going to be when you’re screaming my name. It’s going to be when I’m so deep inside you you’re going to wonder how we ever break apart again.”

Without realising, hooked on his words my hand already drifted downwards. Into my panties. Finding my clit, I jump a little at just how much my body is dying to be touched. Maxim grins, his pride burning straight to my heart. “That’s it. My little Pagano. My mate with the sweetest scent on earth. Tess, look at how beautiful you are.”

I’m regretting keeping my panties on and find my knelt legs parting, my movements bolder. Greedily replacing my mouth around him, I suck harder, make him grimace and squirm alongside myself, the vibrations making his thighs quake. I soon find my eyelids fluttering shut as too many sensations hit

1. me.

“Eyes on me Tess.”

My heart stutters. “Eyes. On. Me.”

The telltale blush of just how good this feels fills my features. “You’re dangerously good at making me fall head over heels for you Tess. There is no training, no preparation Ravenbow could have ever given to make me handle having a mate like you.”

I’m flushing all over again, not with embarrassment but his words as he guides me up to standing. With a rough grab my panties are ripped down and I let out a groan as he slides two fingers between my legs. Each lift of my feet out of the discarded underwear hits a new angle.

Between my damp folds, pumping in and out slowly, his fingers shining more each time. “Tess, where do you want me to bite you? It’s your choice, choose before you’re saying something in the heat of the moment.”

His question briefly yanks me into reality. Especially when he removes his fingers from my pussy and strokes his proud, hard cock with my wetness. Because looking down at my naked body, stood in front of Maxim in the weak moonlight, one horrendous flaw remains. The bite from Luca.

Maxim rubs his thumb over it, whilst still slowly replacing his fingers inside me, gently brushing against my clit, knowing that gentle touch makes my legs shake. “Does it hurt anymore?”

“No. It’s just…nothing now. It used to hurt.”

“I can bite you over it? I wouldn’t give a shit what anyone ever thought about the location.”

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My heart swells at his offer. He would ignore any insults, accusations about the kind of man he is, if it made me happy, but I shake my head, my wolf burrowing down to the lowest part of my stomach where all the pleasure Maxim continues to stir up is heating, rising and expanding.

“No. That’s the past. It’s just the person fused to be.”

“Then where?”

I take his hand and plant it just above my left breast. A little lower down from the collarbone than where most bites go. But it’s closest to the heart that way. Just like his.

“Come here,” a moan escaping when he gives me a little tug, from the fingers he has planted inside me. The action presses deeply on a spongy, nerve- tingling area and I have to grip his shoulders with a shudder.

He has a grin on his face that makes me wish I’d told him to take charge of us from the day we first met.

“Tess. Take me inside you. Make me yours. Because that’s all I want to be. That’s what I’m made for,” groaning deeply when I run a hand over his bite from me, his thumb gently strumming at my sensitive nub. “You’re going to change everything you know. You’re a damn Wilder. Fierce and brave. Archery queen and my little heathen. Ravenbow don’t have a clue what you can become.”

Nodding, still watching him, he places his two firm hands around my waist. Maxim seems to be on a mission to ruin me as he leans forward, taking each breast into his mouth in turn. Sucking and nipping, all the while his cock presses against my entrance.

“Maxim I love you,” I murmur gently as I guide myself around his wide thighs, his head against my entrance. Then speech fails me completely. I lower myself, murmuring, “But I’m a Pagano now, your Pagano.”

“I love you too Tess. Now can you take everything in one go?” giving my hips a nudge. Watching his amber eyes flash with bliss I take inch after inch until I’m practically sat on his hips.

“Almost,” he whispers filthily into my ear before he lifts me up a little, my wetness coating him, only to push me back down in time with his own flex of the hips. Pleasure rips through me. Now he’s all the way in. Now I really cannot think straight.

I’m on his lap, riding him gently up and down, my orgasm already cresting. “My bite, for my mate, I want to hear you let go. Not like the other times. Stupid fucking people everywhere, having to hide in offices, that carriage. Pretend like you aren’t making my head explode,” he hisses through gritted teeth. His hips accelerate, one of his hands brushing my clit delicately just as his extended teeth sink in to claim me.

Fireworks charge up and down, blinding me, heating me and dazzling every sense I have. Only to realise Maxim is losing control inside me too, firing that hot, wet fullness that my needy body craves. But he keeps on going. Murmuring love and adoration. Mentioning children and family. Promising happiness and love.

I wish I had the clarity to vow everlasting love. Instead I broke down and scared every animal for hundreds of metres with my yelps of pleasure.

Then in a brief little window of clarity, struggling to breathe, clinging to him, my breasts pressed in his face, I remember how emotional he became when Marshall praised him. How he hasn’t had anyone tell him he deserves everything too.

With my arms wrapped around his neck, stroking the nape of his neck I look down, straight into his eyes. “You’re amazing.”

“No you are-”

“No. Listen. You saved me, saved the whole pack. There is nobody like you. Nobody loves like you. With this much heart and soul. I’m going to spend the rest of my life expecting to wake up from a dream. Because you’re mine and I’m so lucky to have you.”

His eyes flutter shut, his cock stiffening inside me Somehow, I keep going, panting as we rock together, building up to another crash. “Goddess you will be the best father. You already look after so many people. You could have walked away and saved yourself so many times. Maxim, my love, you must be so tired. You deserve all the adoration, kisses, love I can give you. Every day. All my heart. Let’s be happy together.”

“Tess, Tess,” his voice more a protest than a growl. His beautiful eyes fill with tears but there is nothing either of us can do now. A second orgasm is racing its way through my body, thighs and stomach tightening, my pussy contracting around his cock with everything I have.

When his mouth sucks my freshly made bite at the same time as his cock spurts another wave of heat inside me I’m overwhelmed. I have no more

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screams to give. Just a gasping, desperate moan that Maxim swallows with blood–tinged kisses.

We don’t part. He was right. The full sensation of him being seated so deep inside me is one I don’t want to break from. So stay straddled across his lap, A leg either side of his hips, Naked and marked. Content and loved.

i stroke his cheeks whilst his fingers lace up and down my spine. My memory is restored but those moments after he made my world complete are a lost

blur.

Gradually sense takes over. The bells begin to ring faintly for curfew. It wouldn’t do to get in trouble on our first day back in the pack. Not when we’ve already each been in fights and walked away from royal requests of duty.

Maxim dresses me quietly, tenderly, Checking on my bite in a way that is borderline cruel thanks to the shudders of pleasure it sends down my spine.

He offers me his hand, our fingers entwined as we walk across the meadow and back to pack life. The life I’m choosing

By the time we get back to Block E everyone else has headed inside. We’re risking curfew but just as we approach our doorway Maxim grabs me. With a whirling spin and a smirk on his face he presses me up against the wall, his hand on my thigh gripping it up high against his hip. His height means he leans down to seize me for a kiss both of us smiling into each other.

“I remember this,” I whisper.

“Good. Just checking,” he grins back before picking me up completely off the ground. “Apparently humans do this. I’m taking you to our room.”

“Without dropping me?”

“Well I wasn’t planning to but I am tired-” making me squeal as he pretends to lurch me towards the doorframe.

When we get in there is an even bigger surprise waiting for us. Flowers. New bedsheets. A sleeping cat on its new puffed up bed that it definitely did not have before. Is Pawesome wearing a collar with a golden bell?

Maxim’s leather jacket hangs up proudly on the wardrobe alongside matching sets of black armour for us both. Bows and arrows, new blade sets

The room is filled with…possessions. Things neither of us have ever bought or owned in our lives. Our bare little room has been transformed.

“I think this is Kai and Silas trying to say sorry, the idiots,” Maxim says, examining a huge, wrapped up collection of cooked gooies. He moves towards the leather jacket and touches it softly. “Breakfast with them tomorrow? Or do we make them squirm?”

“Heathen,” I murmur, wrapping my arms around his waist, kissing into the middle of his back. His hands wrap around mine. “Let’s give it a chance.”

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