Chapter 15.

Pascale.

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ABBY'S HAIR WAS COLOREDlike a soft cotton candy rainbow and her face couldn't have looked more beautiful if she'd posed up a storm. Her natural reaction was everything. When she'd first seen me, her face had been like an open book, and I'd been able to read every emotion that flickered across her face like words on a page. There had been shock, then desire, followed by happiness.

Her beauty and hopeful spirit brought joy into my grumpy, run-off-my-feet world and I couldn't believe we were finally here, face to face in the forms that would allow us to consummate our blossoming love in a real way. There was likely plenty to be said in future, but neither of us wanted to talk anymore for the moment. We'd done enough of that over the past few weeks-practically working ourselves up into a painful knot of raw, unfulfilled sexual tension.

Abby opened the door to her home, ushered me inside, then shut the door behind us, before leading me to her bedroom; the very place I'd had the deliciously wicked opportunity to eat her not so long ago.

I glanced around at the squeaky-clean room. She'd been working as hard as I had it seemed. "So..." I began, not sure what was right to say in this moment when enough had already been spoken.

"Thank you for the basket," Abby said suddenly with a cheerful smile.

My eyebrows shot up. "You received an Easter basket?" I asked, my brow furrowing and my lips quirking.

Her eyes widened in surprise, then she pointed to the basket on the end of the bed. "Isn't that from you?" she asked.

I glanced across at the basket. It was one of those that we kept for special children—the ones who deserved the most love and happiness over the holidays. A grin stretched my face. "No, not technically. I didn't ask my colony to send you a gift. I'd planned to give you something later, from me, personally. That's from everyone you met the other day. You obviously made a wonderful first impression on them. This is their way of saying they really liked you and that as a communal family, they approve of us."

She stepped closer and placed her hands on my chest as she grinned, clearly delighted by the good news.

My hands naturally went to her ass, her flesh filling my hands in the most satisfying way. "You look so beautiful, Abby. How did I ever get this lucky?"

She beamed up at me. "Do you like the hair?"

"I really do, it reminds me of cotton candy."

"And the new dress?" she said, glancing down. "I bought it just for today."

I squeezed her tight. "It's lovely, but I'd much prefer to see it on the ground, and you naked on the bed."

Abby grinned and stepped out of my grasp, but much to my disappointment, she didn't begin to strip off. In fact, she put her hands on her hips and stared at me with her eyebrows raised. "I don't think so, Mr. You've already seen me naked. It's your turn to show off the goods. Come on. I've waited weeks to see this gorgeous human body of yours!"

I gave her a wry smile. I couldn't fault her logic and pulled my t-shirt off, over my head. "I never said it was gorgeous."

She laughed as if I was talking nonsense. "Oh, it is, trust me."

I'd never felt so vulnerable in my life, but from the way my mate was running her eyes over my chest, I was pretty sure she was happy with what she was seeing. Without awaiting further invitation, I unbuttoned my jeans and pushed them to the carpet, kicking off my shoes in an attempt to get completely naked. My cock was already longer and thicker than it should be considering she hadn't even touched me yet. But damn, how could I hold back my arousal when she was staring at me like that? The intensity of the hunger in her gaze made me throb with need.

When I was finally naked, I held out my arms wide. "Is my mate happy? Or would she like me to do anything else?" I wanted her to say that she wanted to climb into bed with me naked, but knowing Abby, she could say anything. I'd learned not to underestimate her spunkiness and independence, already.

But in the end, she didn't say anything at all, she just walked over to me, still dressed in her pretty dress, and sunk to her knees in front of me.

"Ah..." I breathed but didn't manage to get another word out.

She wrapped her hand around my cock and was staring up at me with wonder and hope in her gorgeous green eyes. "I've been looking forward to this for weeks," she said. "Now let me adore your body the way you've already done to mine." The she dropped her head and took my cock into her hot, wet mouth.

I gasped out at the sensations that coursed through me as her lips tightened around me. "Oh... God, that feels amazing."

She gripped me with her hand and while stroking me, she used her mouth in the most deliciously magical way. Her head bobbed back and forth as she swirled her tongue around my shaft, before teasing my sensitive head. She flicked her tongue in my slit, and playfully set her teeth against my flesh as she used her skills in tandem to increase my pleasure.

My cock throbbed and I grew harder and harder until I was rock solid, and every swirl, lick, and suck had me moaning and cussing under my breath. I trailed my fingers through her luscious hair, and couldn't help but sway my hips, deepening my reach to the back of her throat. She worshipped me like a god, until I could feel the tingling of my impending orgasm heating my skin from within.

"Fuck. I need you to get naked, Abby."

My mate regretfully released my cock and rose to her feet, stripping off her dress and sliding her underwear to the floor.

We were both finally naked and together. It was like a dream come true.

I stared at her, inhaling her scent and the beauty of her body. "God, you're beautiful," I said, passion swelling inside of me. I reached for her without hesitation, cupping her face and bringing her in for a deep kiss.

She wrapped her arms around me and pressed her soft, bare breasts to my chest, the effect on me was as beautiful as it was shocking and powerful.

Being human with her felt better than anything I'd ever known before.

I'm not going to waste a single moment of this!

I swung her up in my arms and carried her to the bed, where I sat her down on the blankets, then crawled onto the bed with her. There, we lay side by side and I kissed her lips, eagerly running my hands over her supple flesh, tracing the wicked curves and swells of her form.

Abby was just glorious, and so responsive to my affections. With every kiss, touch, and caress she moaned and mewled like a kitten, which only served to fuel my arousal and hunger.

Before I could roll on top of her, she threw her leg over my waist and pushed me back with her hot little hands on my chest in a surprisingly sexy move of dominance.

I'm so not going to argue with this!

I reached for her hips as she positioned herself over me, providing me with a magnificent view of her figure and expressive face.

Like a vixen on heat, she rubbed her wet pussy along my cock as she played with throwing her hair around.

My cock literally ached for release, to feel my mate's body clutching at mine. "Are you ready, my love?" I asked, there was no doubt I was. My cock throbbed with every desperate beat of my heart to be inside of her.

"Oh God, yes!" she moaned, before she reached beneath herself to guide my cock into her juicy slit. "I've been dreaming of this all week," she gushed, her voice breathy and sensual as sin. She tilted her hips and pressed down, and the head of my cock was swallowed by pussy.

I groaned and gasped at how tight she was and pulled her down to kiss her lips, loving the way her long hair cascaded over her shoulders like a waterfall.

She instinctively pressed down further and broke our kiss to push back, taking me deeper still.

I ran my hands over her back and thighs, then up to cup her breasts when she sat back and took all of me fully inside of her.

The room filled with the sounds of our pleasure. We moaned and gasped together as she began to ride me; taking me into the fire of her body, then lifting up until I was cold and aching, before slamming down her glorious pussy again and again. Her hot wetness ground against my base with an intensity that stole my breath away.

"Oh... fuck..." I groaned, lifting my knees so that I could plant my feet firmly on the bed and thrust up into her as she rode me, meeting each thrust of hers with one of my own.

"Pascale... oh... wow..." Abby ran her hands through her hair, her head thrown back in ecstasy as her pert breasts thrust out at me, their delicious, stiff, raspberry peaks taunting me.

I grabbed her waist with renewed Vigor and thrust up into her, hard and fast, pummeling her pussy from below.

She held on, crying out every time I impaled her on my cock like a madman.

I couldn't believe how perfect she felt, how every fiber of my being sang with happiness, replacing the grumpiness that lingered deep inside my soul.

It's like she was made for me.

My mind reeled.

I can't believe I've claimed my fated mate!

Then she drew me back to reality as she began to ripple and tighten around me, her fingers raking and digging at my chest, leaving wicked red marks in the wake of their passion. She gasped and arched her back, wordless as she approached the precipice of her desire. She was so close to release that she whimpered and sulked as I held her hostage, right there on the knife-edge of what could be the most intense orgasm of both our lives.

I finally relented; it was time. I thrust faster and harder, pumping and pushing her closer to her bliss.

Then in a ball-busting clench, she began to come, shaking and moaning in pleasure as her release assaulted her body.

Fuck me.

I couldn't hold on a second longer. Her orgasm forced mine and I wasn't going to hold back. Plunging deep inside of her, I let the heat of my release wash over me. Wave after wave of perfect bliss destroyed me as I filled her with my hot cum.

For several gasping minutes I found myself blind. All I could see was stars. Together we were lost in a delirium so intense it shook through us both, stealing the strength from our flesh. And in that final moment of our combined ecstasy, I couldn't tell who was louder. Our cries filled the house, and I didn't give a damn if her neighbors heard.

This is our Easter celebration!

Then Abby collapsed down on top of me, her breathing labored as she panted against my chest; a beautiful and chaotic mess of cotton candy rainbow and milky skin.

I held her tight, unwilling to let her go for even a moment, lest someone steal this precious ray of sunshine from my life.

Why hadn't anyone ever told me that being with my fated mate would feel like this?

I was never going to let her go. Never. The Easter Bunny was going to have himself a Happily Ever After whether the world was ready for it or not! And in that moment, my mind began to formulate the perfect plan.

I'm going to make sure this lasts forever...