Chapter 198: Taste His Mate
Aurora’s POV
I reached down between our bodies, my fingers finding his zipper and pulling it down with a sharp tug. Oliver let out a low, rough growl at my sudden boldness. He didn’t waste another second. He ripped his shirt off, sending the white bandages flying to the floor. His bare, muscular chest was burning hot against my skin. He tore my dress off, leaving both of us completely naked in the warm morning light.
Oliver’s thick cock sprang free, heavy and rock-hard, the veiny shaft pulsing in the air. The swollen head was already leaking precum, and the sight of it made my pussy clench with raw need.
"Fuck, Aurora..." Oliver growled, his voice deep and hungry. He shoved his pants the rest of the way down and kicked them off. His massive cock stood proud, thick enough that my fingers barely wrapped around it when I grabbed him.
But he didn’t let me stroke him for long.
He pushed me back onto the bed with strong hands, his blue eyes burning. "I’ve waited too long to taste my mate properly."
In one rough motion, he ripped my panties clean off, tossing the torn fabric aside. He grabbed my thighs and spread my legs wide open, staring down at my dripping pussy like a starving wolf.
"Beautiful," he muttered, before lowering his head.
Before he even touched me with his hands, he pinned me down and buried his face between my legs. The first long, slow lick from the bottom of my slit all the way up to my swollen clit made me moan loudly. His tongue was hot and wet, dragging through my folds, tasting me deeply and savoring every drop of my juices. He groaned against me, the sound vibrating through my core.
"Oliver... oh shit..." I breathed, my hands flying to his thick hair.
He took his time. He licked me slowly, thoroughly, exploring every inch of my pussy with his tongue. He sucked gently on my outer lips, then moved to my clit, circling it with the flat of his tongue before flicking it fast. The feeling was so intense that I cried out, my fingers digging into the bedsheets.
Suddenly, two thick fingers slowly pushed inside me, stretching me open as he sucked my clit into his mouth. I gasped, arching my back and moaning louder. He pumped his fingers in and out in a steady rhythm, curling them upward to stroke that sensitive spot inside me while his mouth worked my clit without mercy. My whole body was shaking with heat. The wet, filthy sounds of him eating my pussy filled the room.
"You’re so fucking wet for me," he growled against my folds, licking harder. "This sweet little pussy is dripping down my chin."
He buried his face deeper, sucking and licking with more pressure. My pussy juice was dripping down his chin, and he loved it. My hips started grinding against his mouth on their own. He held my thighs open wider, keeping me spread for him as he devoured me. The pleasure built slowly, thick and heavy, until my legs were shaking around his head.
"Oliver—I’m gonna cum—" I cried out.
He sucked my clit hard and pumped his fingers faster. I came with a loud, broken moan, my pussy gushing on his tongue. He kept licking through my orgasm, drinking every drop, groaning because I tasted like heaven.
When I finally stopped trembling, he kissed my inner thighs softly, then crawled up my body. His mouth was wet and shiny with my cum. He kissed me deeply, letting me taste myself on his tongue.
"Your turn, my love," I whispered against his lips, pushing him onto his back.
I swapped places with him, sliding down his hard chest until I was between his thick thighs. His cock was huge, standing straight up and throbbing with heavy veins. I wrapped both hands around his thick cock. It was so hard it throbbed in my grip. I looked up at him as I slowly dragged my tongue from the base all the way up to the swollen head, licking up the precum leaking from his tip.
Oliver groaned, his hand gently threading through my hair.
I took my time teasing him. I licked around the head in slow circles, then sucked just the tip into my mouth, swirling my tongue around it. Then I sank lower, taking more of his thick cock between my lips, sucking him wet and sloppy. I bobbed my head slowly, working him deeper each time until he hit the back of my throat.
"Fuck... just like that," he growled, his abs tightening. "Your mouth feels incredible."
I moaned around his cock, the vibration making him twitch. I sucked him harder, stroking the base with my hand while my head moved up and down. Saliva dripped down his shaft as I took him as deep as I could, again and again, making him pre-come on my tongue, savoring the heavy, musky taste of him.
He couldn’t take the wait anymore. After long minutes of sucking and stroking him, Oliver pulled me off with a wet pop. He grabbed my waist and pulled me back up the bed, flipping me over onto my hands and knees.
He positioned himself behind me in doggy style. He gripped my hips hard with his huge, rough hands, tilting my pelvis up. He rubbed the fat head of his cock up and down my soaked pussy, teasing my wet opening for one agonizing second. Then, he pushed forward with a heavy slam.
He pushed in slowly at first, inch by thick inch, stretching me open until he rammed his cock deep inside my pussy all at once. A loud, breathless scream left my throat. It felt so raw, so tight, and so incredibly good.
Oliver didn’t hold back at all. He began to fuck me deep and rough, his hips slapping loudly against my ass with hard, heavy smashes. Each time his hips hit me, a loud smack echoed in the quiet room. He spanked my ass hard, the sting only making me wetter. He gripped my hips so hard his fingers left red marks on my skin. I held onto the headboard, my head hanging down as he pounded me from behind, his cock hitting my deepest spot over and over again.
"You feel so fucking tight, Aurora," he growled, his voice pure animal power. "You like that? You like getting fucked like this by your mate?"
"Yes! Harder, Oliver—please!" I cried out uncontrollably, my tits bouncing with every push.
He fucked me rougher, gripping my hair and pulling my head back as he slammed into me. The wet sounds of his cock driving into my pussy echoed through the room. He did three more hard, fast thrusts, and then he pulled out completely.
Before I could move, he flipped me onto my back and lifted my legs high, pushing them up toward my chest and resting my knees right against his broad, bare chest. He slid back inside me in one smooth thrust, fucking me deep in this new missionary position. His heavy body pressed down on mine as he drove into me with long, powerful strokes. Every fast, hard push made me moan loudly, my voice shaking with pure pleasure. He leaned down, his teeth grazing the skin of my neck right over my mating spot, teasing me with a small bite. He gripped my hands, locking his fingers with mine as he pumped his cock inside my wet pussy with a wild, rough rhythm.
After pounding me hard in that position, he changed the style again. He sat on the edge of the bed and pulled me on top of him. I straddled his lap, and he lifted my hips onto his thighs so I was riding him while leaning slightly back. I slowly sank down onto his cock, moaning as he filled me completely again. I rode him hard, grinding and bouncing in a tight, grinding circle, my hands resting on his broad shoulders. He gripped my ass tightly, helping me move faster, sucking on my nipples while I fucked him. The friction against my clit was too much. My pussy walls squeezed his cock so hard that Oliver gasped, his jaw clenching as he tried not to lose control.
The rough, animalistic sex had our bodies dripping with sweat. But then, the roughness melted away. Oliver’s eyes softened, turning from a wild beast’s glare back into the loving eyes of my fated mate. The fast, rough pounding slowed down, changing into deep, passionate lovemaking.
He laid me back down gently. Oliver looked into my eyes with raw emotion as he slid back inside me slowly. The mate bond flared bright and beautiful between us. He pressed his chest right against my breasts, holding my face in his large hands. He looked deep into my eyes as he began to move inside me with slow, long, and loving strokes.
"I love you, Aurora," he whispered, kissing me softly.
His hips rolled in long, sensual strokes, his cock rubbing every sensitive spot inside me. Our bodies moved together like they were made for each other. He held my hands above my head, fingers intertwined, kissing me deeply as the pleasure built up again. It wasn’t like a wild storm this time, but like a warm, beautiful wave. The tight walls of my pussy started to spasm tightly around him.
We came together, slow and intense. My pussy clenched around him as waves of pleasure washed over me.
"Oliver!" I cried out his name, my head tossing back as my body exploded into a powerful, shaking orgasm.
Hearing my tight release broke his last bit of control. Oliver let out a loud, raw roar, his body locking up as he gave two last deep thrusts. He buried his cock as deep as it could go inside my pussy, holding himself flat against me as he shot his warm, thick cum deep inside my womb, filling me completely.
He collapsed on top of me, his skin slick and wet. He stayed inside me afterward, keeping his cock buried inside my wet pussy. He held me close in his arms, kissing my face and neck tenderly while our wolves purred in perfect contentment inside our minds, our heavy breathing slowly filling the quiet room.
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