Mating Season by Allie Ritch

in place, and their combined juices coated his pubic hair and sac.
    Some last glimmer of rational thought tickled Koll's memory, reminding him of what he'd had planned. Still joined with her, he swung away from the wall and stumbled toward the bed. When he got to the edge, he practically flung her down so she was sprawled on her back while he stood over her. He forced her legs back to her chest and sank even deeper.
    She held the position. “That's it,” she cried out. “Overpower me."
    Koll managed three slow corkscrews that made her keen before the need for release made him too desperate. He laced his fingers behind his head and angled himself so the only place they touched was where his cock entered her pussy. Then he pounded her without mercy.
    "Please, Koll,” she screamed. “Drive that big meaty cock into me and make me come. You are the perfect mate. You're the one I want. Split me in two if you have to, but give me your seed."
    She dissolved into mindless shouts, which was fine since he was now grunting too loudly to listen. He saw all the muscles in his abdomen and thighs bunching and releasing as he worked his hips. Where they were united, his cock was so inflamed he couldn't believe her tight little sheath could accept it all. The sight of it foraging in and out of her pussy was nearly obscene.
    Then her whole body, already balled beneath him, tensed in orgasm. Her pussy crushed his cock in its desperate clasp before sucking at it with mind-numbing ripples. His body answered the demands of hers.
    With a hard surge, his balls drew up and spit molten fire out of his shaft. With no other touch to distract him, he felt every drop of the torrent of seed pouring out of him, filling her up to the top.
    "I love you!” He bellowed the words before he could stop them.
    His orgasm continued to rage until he was sure he was coming double. The confession—three words he'd never spoken before—tore him wide open and wrung out his balls. His legs were so shaky he barely managed to pitch forward onto the bed before they gave out on him. This was the most intense pleasure he'd ever experienced. And he'd never been so exposed.
    "Silly male.” Shila's voice was like rough fur rubbing against his skin. “Did you think I'd settle for an inadequate mate?"
    Unable to speak, he rolled onto his back and returned a grunt.
    She crawled over him and spread her body over his like a blanket. Her fingers were gentle on the side of his face as she brushed his hair back from his temple. Leaning down, she pressed her soft mouth to his. The kiss was so tender his heartbeat slowed and his groin warmed with renewed vigor.
    She spoke against his lips. “I love you too, my mate. You are everything I want."
    Joy suffused him. Holding the back of her head, he kissed her fiercely, hardly drawing air.
    As insatiable as ever, Shila snaked her hand down between them and set his swiftly hardening cock at her entrance. Koll released her and sighed when she sat up and slid onto his shaft. If their last coupling had been wild, this one was slow and sweet as she rode him.
    In this position, he had the perfect view of her face and breasts, but he wanted more than just to watch. Reaching up, he tweaked her nipples and massaged the milky mounds while she worked herself up and down his erection.
    "You're so deep,” she said on a moan.
    Yes, he was. Koll was so big and hard he felt as if he were reaching her throat. He fit her, and she fit him. It felt so good.
    He watched her expression as she worked her body over his. A frown line appeared between her brows as she climbed toward climax, a sure sign she was impatient for the pleasure. It was accompanied by a pretty blush that spread over her cheeks beneath her pale skin. Her kissable lips parted as her breathing grew more rapid.
    "You're everything I want too,” he whispered.
    His love for her scared him, though he wasn't a man easily frightened. More than anything, he feared losing her, but he couldn't