“I love that.”

He growled, adding vibrations into the mix of the slow licks that made her ache. She wet her lips and lifted one hand, firmly gripping the shaft of his thick cock. He growled louder at her first touch, his tongue lapping faster. It felt so good it became difficult to concentrate on what she wanted to do to him. Shadow hit one spot over and over, pushing her to a fast cl**ax.

Beauty loved ice cream and one of the books she’d read about sex suggested o**l s*x with a man was very similar. She stuck out her tongue and ran the flat surface from just above her thumb to the tip of his cock.

Shadow paused, snarling. She took that for a positive sign since she could relate. Her h*ps wiggled a little, the ache to come growing worse. He licked her again, firmly teasing the bundle of nerves with just a little more pressure.

She opened wide—he was thick—and carefully took him inside. Her tongue licked as she fit her mouth around the crown. His body tensed under hers, his stomach muscles growing taut. She moved then, taking him a little deeper and tightened around the shaft, creating a suction as she lifted up until he almost slipped away. She lowered, the taste of his pleasure sweet as pr**cum beaded the tip of his cock.

More moans tore from her and she realized her h*ps were moving. She couldn’t stop wiggling them, wanting to come so much it hurt. She moaned louder, her hand began to stroke his shaft where she couldn’t reach with the well of her mouth, and Shadow reacted by pressing his face tightly against her. Teeth lightly raked across her cl*t and she yanked her mouth away from his c**k to cry out as the first spasm of release tore through her. Fear of biting him forced her to stop.

Shadow moved fast enough to make her gasp when one knee bent, he planted his foot on the mattress, and he used the leverage to roll her over. Her back hit the bed while she was still in the grips of the orgasm. His hot body no longer pressed against hers and she opened her eyes to watch him lift up and turn around.

He came down over her fast, pinning her under him so their faces were almost touching. One of his arms braced near her ribs to hold his chest away from hers enough to allow her to breathe while his other hand reached down, gripped her just above the back of her knee, and forced it to bend next to his hip. He held it there, spreading her thighs apart enough to fit his h*ps between them.

He adjusted over her, staring into her eyes, and then she cried out when he entered her body with one slow thrust after aligning his c**k against the entrance of her pu**y. Her clenching vaginal muscles protested a little, making it a very tight fit while he penetrated her but she was wet and ready to take him. His eyes nearly closed as he snarled. He buried his c**k in her and did small, fast jerks in and out of her pu**y. It drew out her cl**ax, putting her on sensory overload enough to buck under him.

“Beauty,” he snarled and shook violently.

Heat shot inside her as he came. His face lowered to press against the curve of her shoulder and his teeth gripped her there, the sharp points of his fangs digging into her skin but it didn’t hurt. He groaned, still coming, and slowly grinding his h*ps against her.

Her fingernails dug into his upper arms where she clutched at him just to anchor her to reality. They were both breathing hard, hearts racing as they lay there recovering. He eased the pressure of his teeth when he lifted his head.

“I’m sorry.”

“For what?” Her fingertips surfed his broad shoulders. “That was amazing.”

“I took you rough.” He frowned, not happy.

“I’m not complaining. I enjoyed that.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes.” She laughed, fingering his hair when her hands slid higher. “I like your taste. How did it feel with my mouth on you?”

He growled and his sex inside her flexed where they were still joined. “Really good.”

“I like this sixty-nine.”

“I saw a lot of things in videos.”

“Really?” She was interested. “What else?”

He shifted to the side, glancing down her body with keen interest. “Do you ever touch yourself?” He met her gaze. “I would enjoy seeing that.”

“I have but what you do to me feels much better. Would you touch yourself for me so I could watch?” The idea of seeing Shadow stroke his c**k again was exciting in a naughty way that turned her on.

“Yes.” His tone grew husky. “We could do it together.”

That thought excited her. “Watching each other?”

“Yes. Do you know what I want to watch you do most of all?”

“What?”

“Sign the mate paper.”

She laughed. “Let’s do it!”

Shadow rolled away after slowly separating their bodies and quickly strode out of the room. She sat up, almost reached for the sheet to cover her nakedness, but then just stayed bare. They were mates. She didn’t want to hide anything from him. She enjoyed seeing his body and he seemed to like seeing hers. Mating was about making the other happy.

“Where is a pen?”

“In the kitchen drawer by the sink.”

He returned with the paper and a pen, sat on the edge of her bed, and dragged the night table closer. He turned his head, smiling. “Come here, love.”

She practically crawled onto his lap, leaning more against him than not. He carefully unfolded the paper to lay it flat. She read the words, tearing up.

“It says we officially agree to belong to each other and that we have the approval of the New Species Organization. We are promising to cherish and care for each other.” Her finger trembled a little as she used it to keep track of where she read. “It says no one has the right to make us live apart from each other and our loyalty is first to our mate and second to our people.” She paused, looking at Shadow. “I like that.”