Chapter 6: Ajax

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AJAX

S o much naked. Everywhere my eyes feasted, there was more naked flesh until I could have sworn my eyes were drowning in it. I couldn't look away, couldn't breathe, and couldn't stop my cock from giving this beautiful woman the full salute. Even if it was smashed against the zipper of my jeans.

I saw it, the moment when she decided for sure. At that moment, I'd gone from her new friend to prey. It was in the illumination of her blue eyes and the sensual curve of her lips with just a hint of her elongated canines. Mazie was at one with the beast inside her, and they'd decided.

The hesitant or worried look she'd had most of the previous week had morphed into one of intent and desire. My umbra and I were secretly rejoicing. It had been a long week of not pushing Mazie into something she wasn't ready for.

We'd talked about what fated mates meant to an umbra shifter. We'd talked about how to know when to listen to your animal and when not to. But it wasn't until this moment that I knew she'd chosen me. And I fucking loved it.

Rosy nipples flashed from the most perfect pair of breasts ever created. How I could look at her again without picturing them was beyond me. I cupped her beautiful face in my big hands and marveled that this woman was mine.

Bending my head, I gently brushed her lips with mine. Fire licked up my spine as the mating bond solidified. It was almost tangible between her soul and mine. All thoughts of taking things slowly disappeared when she opened her mouth and allowed me in.

Deepening the kiss, I felt her hard nipples against my chest, even through the fabric of my t-shirt. My stomach flipped as her tongue tentatively began to kiss me back. I'd found that Mazie wasn't timid all of the time.

As I'd gotten to know her better over the last week, I had seen another side to her. Like, who could have known how competitive she would be at cards? And the woman could cook like nobody's business. With all of the homes she'd lived in, several foster parents had relied on Mazie to help care for the younger kids, including making meals for them.

I couldn't help but wonder how someone so sweet could have made it through such a loveless life and still be so positive. I knew I fell a little harder for my Mazie girl with every conversation, whispered confidence, or stollen smile.

As the pent-up desire swirled inside of me, I knew the decision to hold off kissing her had been the right one. Because now that I'd had one taste of her lips, I knew I wouldn't ever be able to let her go. But honestly, who was I kidding? The day a week ago when I tasted her sweet pussy had been enough to seal the deal.

My hands caressed her breasts as I slanted my mouth and allowed her to have a little freedom with the kiss. She was just a brave little warrior. Her tongue gently played with mine as she gained some confidence. After a short time, her kiss had become insistent. Her nails dug into my back. With a moan, I reinstated my dominance, working her nipples into stiff peaks. I pulled away from her mouth to shower kisses along her jawline and neck until I settled into the juncture where her neck met her shoulder.

Mazie whined, slanting her head away further and offering her complete submission. My umbra roared his approval.

"Claim her," the beast insisted .

But I knew better than to listen to the umbra despite his sound idea. It would have been better for the claim if I had been inside of her. Moving back, I picked Mazie up and placed her on the bed. Then, I stripped out of my clothing and joined her.

Mazie's eyes were still unnaturally bright, indicating that she and her umbra were one. Although I hadn't stopped to look into a mirror, I was sure that mine appeared the same way.

When I lowered my mouth to her perfect tits, she moaned, arching her back and shoving her breast into my mouth. I licked and teased the peek, knowing that the more foreplay she was able to withstand, the wetter and easier our first coupling would be.

I'd never had sex with a virgin. I honestly wished that I had never given in to those baser urges. Because the gift she was giving me meant far more than she would ever know. Mazie was mine. I would be the only man to enter her body. The only man to give her children.

I nipped at the side of her breast and then trailed my fingers down to part her soft curls and caress her slick folds. The heat that I found between her legs was enough to cause my cock to leap against my lower abdomen. She may not have been experienced, but Mazie was a natural at lovemaking.

I entered one of my fingers inside her tight channel, and using the slickness of her desire, I began to pump my finger in and out.

With my mouth still on her breasts and my fingers fucking her pretty pussy, she could hardly take all of the stimulation. It wasn't even a minute later before she was shattering on my hands, her release drenching my hand.

With her looking on with hooded eyes, I licked the two fingers clean. She bit her lower lip, and I felt my cock spurt some pre cum. Shit, she was so sexy, I could probably shoot my load just looking at her.

My cock was hard, throbbing, and aching to get inside of her perfect body. I picked up her foot and started kissing the inside of her ankle. She smelled perfect and tasted even better. Every moan, every sound, and look only made me harder until I was aching to be pounding my aching dick inside of her so hard that neither of us knew where she ended, and I began .

Her body shuddered as he approached the juncture of her thighs. She was wet, more than wet. She was slick, and her hips lifted as my lips grazed her inner thigh. She wanted me to fuck her pussy with my mouth, and there was nothing more that I wanted.

With my hands, I pushed her thighs wide. She was pink and pretty and smelled like heaven. My inner animal roared as I savored every inch of her. Partially shifting, I allowed my umbra's tongue to delve deep inside her as I sought to claim her pussy as my own. I ravished her with wild abandon, flicking and sucking on her sensitive folds until she was clawing at my scalp and begging for more.

I savagely licked her from end to end, my monstrous tongue reaching deep within her. I ravaged her pussy with intense, powerful strokes, flicking and teasing her clit until she was clawing at my head and pulling my hair in ecstasy. My large, rough tongue was a weapon of pleasure, driving her to the brink of madness as she writhed beneath me.

Her orgasm swept through her, but I didn't stop. I knew that she had another one in her. I used two fingers, rubbing them against the front of her g-spot, and just like magic, she squirted, her body releasing as she shuddered hard.

"What, fucking shit, what?" Mazie's hair was full of tangles. "What was that?"

I smirked at her. "You squirted."

"That's not a real thing."

I raised a brow and looked at the dampness on my chest.

She looked from that to the raging hard-on that I was still sporting. With a smile, she scooted closer and moved to push me back. I allowed her, wanting to see what she would do.

Mazie gingerly climbed onto me and put the tip at her entrance. She looked at me, and I could see that maybe she wasn't as confident as she wanted me to believe.

"It's up to you, Mazie,"I said gruffly. "Take things at your pace."

"I want you inside me, Daddy,"she purred.

Hearing her talk dirty shocked me, and I loved every second of it. "Then you'd better do it, sweet girl. "

I took her face in my hands and began to kiss her. Her mouth was made for kissing. Those plump lips begged to be sucked between my teeth, and her mouth tasted like sin and desire. I loved the way she softened in my arms and how her breasts smashed against my chest as if she couldn't get close enough. My cock slid a little inside of her.

We both groaned. She was tight, and I had just entered the best damn slice of heaven I had ever experienced. I continued to kiss her, learning every nuance of her mouth. Her body was so pliable when she was turned on. She pushed down further, encasing me even more, the heat of her causing my cock to throb. It felt fucking amazing.

My hips lifted off their own accord, and I moved a little bit further in. I loved the way her nipples grazed my chest. Her hands were on my pecks, and mine had landed on her hips. I was about halfway inside of her and felt like I was halfway inside heaven and halfway in hell.

Then shocking the fuck out of me, she slammed herself down, taking me down. She screamed, and I grabbed her hips, holding her still.

"Are you all right?"I gasped.

She grimaced. "You're too big."

"What happened to going slow?"I rasped.

She smiled through her grimace. "I can be a bit impetuous at times."

I barked out a strangled laugh. "You don't say?"

She rocked a little, causing enough friction to embarrass me almost.

I grunted, and she immediately stopped. "Did I hurt you?"

I shook my head, hoping she didn't notice the fine sheen of sweat covering my brow. "It feels fucking amazing. But I don't want to hurt you any further. Just take your time and do what feels good.

Mazie nodded, biting her lip, and began to explore. Gripping her hips, I showed her how to grind on me.

"Ooh! That feels good."

Slowly she began to grind, moving back and forth, rubbing her clit against my pubic bone. When she started to rock back and forth, my cock was so damn hard it could have hammered nails. Sweat poured down my back, and my hair was soaked. I had never had a sexual encounter so physically restraining before.

Of course, I wanted to move, pound into her until she knew without a doubt that she was mine and I was hers. But that wasn't what Mazie needed. She began to lift and sink on my cock. I noticed that her breathing was coming in rapid pants, and her face and tits were pink from exertion.

"Feel good, baby?"I asked through gritted teeth.

"So good,"she replied. "So very good."

Then Mazie made an impatient noise.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"I can't,"she panted, "It's so close, but I just can't get there."

Her eyes were dark orbs of desire, silently pleading for a divine connection. I held her face in my hands, each finger tracing the delicate contours like an artist lost in his craft. Our lips melded together, hers plump and succulent, begging to be tasted and devoured. The sweetness of her mouth was addictive, sinfully decadent with every open-mouth kiss shared between us.

Thus began our erotic dance, her grinding on top of me while we worked out the rhythm that made us both wild with pleasure. The friction between us was driving me mad with lust—the sight of her moving atop me, the feeling of her wet heat engulfing me left no room for restraint.

As I teased and taunted her clit, she called out in ecstasy—"Yes! Right there!"That moment was pure bliss—I could feel myself teetering on the edge but holding back so we could ride this wave together.

I grabbed her hips and flipped us over, and then, lifting her hips, I re-entered her body and began to make love to her. In this position, I could use my thumb to rub her clit.

"Oh, yes! Please, Daddy, right there."

I was a goner. She was so uninhibited, so beautifully sexual, that I knew I wouldn't last very long.

I rubbed faster, flicking her clit rapidly until her cries filled the air. I bent over then, finding the juncture between her shoulder and neck, and gently bit down. I didn't know how it would feel for Mazie since I'd never experienced it myself.

But without prompt, Mazie turned her head and bit my neck in the same direction. The slight twinge of pain mixed with pleasure sent me spiraling over the edge. The mating bond was sealed with our bodies, bite, and passion. From this moment forward, Mazie and I were of one soul.