“I love you, Katjie.” He leaned down, holding her gaze, and wrapped his lips around one of her breasts again. First, he played with her right nipple, licking and sucking, then did the same to the other, tugging and nipping, making her writhe beneath him. It was so good; she hardly noticed the burn and stretch of him moving forward. He kept up the slow torture for minutes or hours, she wasn’t sure which.
RIDGE KEPT A TIGHT control on his own needs, paying close attention to Noelle’s reaction to what he was doing to her. Once he felt her tight little pussy relax marginally, he pressed a little farther inside.
Fuck! He could feel the tiny little electrical currents zipping around her body, zapping him each time he pulled on her nipples with his mouth. He wondered if she was aware of their connection. When she began to pant again, her pussy hotter than any other, he took advantage and slid another inch inside.
Noelle’s legs widened a little more while he pulled back, and eased in, again and again, his lips and tongue continuing the assault on her breasts. Shit, she had the most responsive tits he’d ever seen or touched. He wanted to see his cock sliding between them before disappearing into her saucy little mouth. The image was enough to make him slam a little farther inside her slick, wet heat.
Not wanting to hurt her, Ridge kept teasing her with his lips, easing a hand between their bodies, finding her clit until the breath she’d been holding whooshed out of her. “That’s it, Katjie, let me in.”
The sharp pain she felt couldn’t be hidden, not from him when they were so connected, and he was watching her face as he slid into her.
“Holy mother of pearl,” she gasped.
He didn’t say a word, but he did raise his right brow.
“You...have remarkable,” she gasped, inhaled deeply before continuing, “patience, but can you move now. I love having all of you in me, a lot. You take up so much space, like so much. Dearest Goddess, you’re huge.”
Ridge left her breast to cover her mouth. His woman, his female, his mate was killing him with her body and her words. She overwhelmed him with her honesty. She made him feel like he was larger than life, when it was she who was his everything. He could barely get a grunt out and then he was moving, in and out, hearing her in his head, begging him not to stop.
He reared back. “I can hear you.” He’d never heard of a non-mated pair, or anyone not bitten by their alpha who could do such. Opening his mind, he reached for her. Can you hear me?
Yes. Can you hear me?
Ridge rocked backward, moving his hips in a sensual rhythm that would maximize both of their pleasure. “This is amazing, Katjie. Let’s see if you can feel what I feel.” With the connection open, he allowed her to experience what it was like to have her tight, wet heat surrounding him.
“Oh,” she gasped.
Fucking-A, he couldn’t believe it. The Goddess had clearly smiled upon their mating before they’d actually formally mated. Although she tried to urge him to move faster, he was the more experienced of the two. Besides, this was her first time, and you could never get that back. He didn’t want to rush things even when his dick was screaming to rush it.
Noelle clung to him, her nails biting into him. He had no doubt if she’d been a leopard, he’d have her claw marks for days.
“I wish I were a leopard,” she whispered, reminding him she was in his mind.
He shook his head, easing in and out, feeling her tightening around him. “Katjie, I love you just as you are. The Goddess knew what she was doing when she created both of us. You’re more than enough for me. Truth be known, you’re too damn good for me, but I won’t let you go.”
She wrapped her legs around his hips, gripping him tighter, her mouth opening on a moan then a scream as an orgasm whipped through her. It was so startling, he pressed forward, holding his groin against hers, his eyes nearly rolling into the back of his head at the exquisite feeling of her milking his cock.
“Fuck, that feels so damn good, Noelle.”
“I’ve never—I mean, I’ve made myself come before but never had that toe-curling sensation I’ve heard about until now. Can we do that again?” she asked.
Ridge chuckled, her total honestly sexier than women who played naïve. “Oh, baby, we’ve only just begun.” He pulled back until just the tip was inside before slamming in again. “You still alright?”
“I’m better than alright, mate. I’m glad I waited for you. Mate me, mark me, make me truly yours, Ridge.”
Ridge froze above her, his leopard leaping forward. His being was poised on the edge of the precipice, ready to leap and claim her right then and there. “Last chance, love.”
“I love that I can bring out your leopard, and I’m not scared of him. I love you both,” she sighed, tilting her head to the side.
He didn’t stop and ask again, slamming in and out, racing toward his own climax. Noelle could’ve waxed poetic, and it wouldn’t have meant shit to him. Claiming him and his leopard was the one thing guaranteed to make her his for all time. Life with him wouldn’t be easy. He was the alpha of a bunch of wild cats. They were the Mayhem Crew because they...created a lot of mayhem, but they were loyal. His mate would have to be able to handle all that came with him, but he had no doubt Noelle was perfect for the job.
Using every ounce of his
