His to Protect: Book 1 in the Bound to Him Series by Sandra Antoni (the reading list TXT) 📗

no way that I wanted to scare her, but I was quickly losing my self-control. Her hands ran up to my shoulders, and she pulled me towards her.

“Please, Zeke. I need you inside of me,” she begged again, lifting her hips against my cock and trying to get more. I had never heard sweeter words.

I lined my cock up at her slick entrance, and when I slowly sank into her, it was like nothing that I had ever felt before. It felt like coming home. Chelsea’s legs came around my waist, and she tried pulling me deeper, but I wanted to savor every delicious inch of her tight pussy squeezing my cock as I slowly sank into her.

I knew that my cock was large, and I didn’t want to hurt her. I knew that I would have to go slow until she adjusted to my size. Pushing into her, I held back as much as I could, but it was testing my limits of control. Her body called to me and I was eager to answer that call.

Her wet heat surrounded me, and I felt my arms trembling as I refused to move in haste. When I was fully embedded inside of her, I felt her body shudder beneath me. I looked down at her face. Her eyes were closed, but her expression was pure bliss.

“Chelsea, open your eyes. I want you to watch me claiming you,” I whispered. Her eyes met mine, and I reached under her back and brought my hands up to grip her shoulders. Then I slowly pulled back.

When I slammed into her, she gasped, and her nails dug into my back. I watched her face as I pumped in and out of her, claiming her and making her mine. She did not know what this meant, but now that I was mating her, I would never be able to let her go. I had never wanted anything more than I wanted her.

Her hips met mine with every thrust, and her moans of pleasure were music to my ears. When she threw her head back, her pussy tightened around me, squeezing my cock as her orgasm swept her away. I had never seen anything so beautiful, and I had never felt anything more wonderful. My lips captured hers, and I breathed in her air, giving her my own.

She cried out against me and I smothered her cries with my mouth. Her hands gripped my hair, holding me to her as I fucked her. As I claimed her. As I mated her. I pumped into her, wanting to extend her pleasure, but knowing that I was already so close.

She rode that climax until I felt my cock thicken inside of her, stretching her tight pussy even more. I groaned against her mouth before throwing my head back and shooting thick streams of my seed inside her, coating her womb with my essence and marking her. She was mine.

When I was replete, I rolled to my back on the bed, pulling her with me so that she laid on my chest and our legs tangled together. My cock was still buried deep inside her, and even though I was already spent, my cock was still mostly hard. I was not ready to pull out of her moist heat just yet. My cock belonged right there, deep inside of her.

Chelsea’s breath was coming out in soft pants, and I wrapped my arms around her back, holding her tightly. Her chest was pressed against mine, and I could feel her heart racing. It was beating in rhythm with mine.

I gently stroked her soft skin, running my hands over her back and down to cup her ass. One of these days, I would take her there as well, but we had time for that. We had forever. Now, I just needed to convince her of that.

“Chelsea, are you okay?” I asked her softly. She tilted her head up so that she could see my face. She was radiant, and her smile practically made her face glow.

“Mm-hmmm,” I heard her sleepy reply. I sighed deeply. I had been afraid that I would hurt her, but at least my wolf was finally content.

“I’ve never done this before,” I heard her say next. She had turned her head away so I could no longer see her face, and I was unsure of what she meant exactly.

“What do you mean?” I asked softly, running my fingers through her hair and down her back.

“This. I mean us. Sex. I’ve never had sex with someone I just met. It isn’t like me,” she whispered, and I thought I heard regret in her voice. Maybe she was just embarrassed. I wasn’t exactly the type to have a one night stand either, and I had never slept with someone before whom I had just met either.

I pulled out of her and quickly flipped her onto her back on the bed beside me. Propping myself up on my elbow, I looked down at her. I could not stop touching her and my hand ran over her skin in a gentle caress, but she would not meet my eyes. I rested my hand on her hip.

“Chelsea, it’s different between us. I told you that I felt the pull too. I don’t want to go back to my place. I don’t want to forget this happened. I don’t want you to regret this. That was the most wonderful experience of my life, and I need you to know that I mean it,” I told her gently.

She slowly turned her eyes to my face, and she studied me for a few moments. She was so beautiful and now she was mine.

“Do you really mean that? Because that’s how it was for me as well,” she finally replied.

I pulled her into my arms and held her. She was insecure about us for right now, but I wholly intended to change that. I felt her relax against me, and I was relieved. This woman had