Chapter 31

Taylor

Brexl had quite the sexual appetite, and I was loving it. We’d just left the furs, and he was already giving me heated glances as if the only thing he could think about was going back.

The food Orsu and Julie had prepared was amazing. It was a breakfast for dinner vibe, complete with pink heart-shaped pancakes topped with fruit with a side of bacon.

I was halfway through my second pancake when Brexl’s tail wrapped around my waist.

“Oh, sorry.” The gesture hadn’t been intentional, and he made to move it when I stopped him.

“Keep it there. I like it.”

He smiled down at me and kept his tail wrapped around me.

It was a beautiful night, and it had been an amazing Valentine’s Day, but I was ready to be back in the furs with my mate. His tail being coiled around me made me think of my hand being wrapped around him.

I wondered how much I could tease Brexl before he couldn’t take it anymore.

I laid my hand on his pant-covered thigh and rested it there. Brexl smiled at me in between bites and I innocently smiled back. I slowly moved my hand closer to his groin as I shifted on my cushion so it wouldn’t seem noticeable.

It wasn’t until my fingers brushed the base of his cock through his pants that he grunted, nearly causing him to choke on his food.

Once he gained control of himself, he whispered, “If you wish for me to carry you to our cave, you only have to ask.”

I didn’t say anything, instead I rubbed his cock again, winning another grunt from Brexl that he tried to hide behind a cough.

I started to rub him a third time when, suddenly, I was being lifted off the ground and thrown over Brexl’s shoulder as he carried me inside.

“Goodnight, you two!” Gabby called out from her table.

“Happy Valentine’s Day!” Hai shouted as she waved.

What the hell. Might as well own it.

“Happy Valentine’s Day!” I called out to everyone who was still eating inside. I was sure my face was red as could be, and I looked ridiculous being carried the way that I was, but I didn’t care. I had my mate and, he had me.

As soon as Brexl shut the curtain behind us, he tossed me onto the furs. My mouth went dry as I watched him take off his shirt, every muscle rippling with his movements, a testament to his overwhelming strength.

Next came his pants, and, lastly his shoes. He got on his knees before me, completely naked and looking sexy as hell.

Without a word he pulled my shoes off my feet, and then my pants and underwear. Then I lifted my arms in the air as he removed my sweater.

It was just us now, no clothes, and no more interruptions.

Brexl laid his body on top of mine. His hard cock pressed against my stomach and I could hardly take the anticipation of what was going to come next. I ached for him in a way that was nearly maddening.

He did not break eye contact as he dipped his fingers in my cunt and drew them back out, glistening with my lubricant.

“I want you inside me, Brexl. Now.”

He gently pushed my knees apart and drew closer so he could slick his shaft with my juices, then with one swift thrust he was inside me.

We gasped in unison and laid there with our bodies pressed together.

“If it were up to me, I’d stay like this forever,” he began, his eyes boring down into my very soul. “You’d be my sustenance, my air, the very blood that pumps through my veins. Nothing would separate us, not even the goddess herself.”

He pulled out, then thrust back in. Every ridge grazed my g-spot so perfectly I could already feel the warmth of my coming orgasm pooling in my core.

“You’re so perfect, Taylor.” Thrust. “The way your hot cunt grips me so tight.” Thrust. “The way your breasts fit so perfectly in my hands.” Thrust. “The way you moan when I’m inside you.” Thrust. “and especially the way you come apart when I claim you.” Thrust.

His words, the ridges on his abdomen against my clit, his hand on my breast, his tail on my leg, his cock filling me to the brim. It was all too much. I did come apart just as he described crying out his name, and when I finally came back to myself, he was staring down at me with a smug smile on his face.

“Look at that. You came first.”