CEO's Runaway Mate and Her Cubs

Warning: smut content.

Samantha closed her eyes while kissing her mate, circling his hips with her legs and pulling him closer to her.

Renato's hands were in the mud, keeping his balance so as not to press Samantha with his weight. However, she didn't make it easy not to fall.

They didn't care about being naked on the ground, and Samantha didn't even notice the dead leaves tickling her skin. Her hair was messy and dirty while she rolled over and pushed Renato down.

«My t-turn,» she murmured. She wasn't able to talk fluently yet, and the Bright Moon didn't help.

After seeing Renato's black fur, she had stopped thinking about anything else but him. She forgot all the pain he had caused her, and she didn't care anymore about finding a place for herself.

The world was too large, either way. She could find her place later, with her mate.

Renato opened his mouth to ask her whether she was sure it was her turn, for he knew she wouldn't be able to connect enough thoughts to reply. However, he had to survive after she returned in control, which meant tricking her wasn't the smartest thing to do.

«Your turn,» he surrendered.

He placed his hands on her hips and kissed her back. He also didn't mind the ground under him because his mate was stealing all of his attention.

«But don't waste time, Mine,» he added, pulling her closer.

She didn't fight with his manners, for once. She fell on him and grabbed his shoulder so as not to slip down. Her nails scratched him, but he didn't react. He didn't dislike her rough side, but she was being annoyingly slow. They were without clothes, yet she was taking her time for... what?

Touching him?

He circled her waist and pushed his hips up, reminding her what naked people were supposed to do.

Her wily smile made him sigh.

«Not so fast,» she said.

It was her turn to make him suffer and wait, to make him beg for her!

She didn't know she was transparent to him, and that he wasn't all that scared of being played with. In fact, he would agree to any torture she had in mind.

She pushed his hands off her and down to the ground.

«Don't move,» she said, her tone solemn but no Alpha pressure anywhere. She was asking nicely, it seemed.

«I'm all yours,» he replied, making Samantha startled.

He licked his lips at her blushing face but stayed down, unwilling to fight her order. He knew she wouldn't be able to pull it off, that she would give up and race after pleasure sooner than she thought.

In fact, she didn't come up with any kinky idea, with any cruel game. She moved her bottom until finding his erection, and she sat down, making him fill her up. She arched her back, that old emotion reaching her core and heart, crossing her whole body and reminding her what was right. She was born for that man, and he was hers as well.

She started riding, moaning in pleasure and looking up at the moon. She heard Renato's groans echoing hers.

«Move faster,» he said, and she complied before thinking twice.

She moved her bottom up and down, holding his shoulders for stability and following his instructions while thinking she was in charge.

Her intention of making him suffer was long forgotten, and she reached the climax in a few more minutes. Her mind wasn't working clearly, but it wasn't bad. Who needed thinking, either way?

She collapsed on Renato's chest, moaning while countless shivers crossed her body. She closed her eyes and inhaled his scent entangled with the aroma of earth and grass. He smelt of wild nature, of the forest. And she did, too, likely.

His erection was still hard inside her, and she knew he would overturn her if she didn't move soon enough. So, when the pleasure let her control her muscles, she sat up again and looked at him.

«Not enough?» she murmured, moving her hips forward and riding him. This time, with no intention of being rough, she used all her self-control to be sensual and appealing.

Renato, on his end, enjoyed the view and smiled back, caressing her thighs and carefully attempting to touch higher. Since Samantha didn't stop him, he squeezed her breast and gasped when she threw her head back. His fingers played with her nipple, and she moaned in ecstasy. However, she didn't stop moving and found the perfect place to build up the tension.

His breathing quickened, and his body responded like she wanted him to. Her eyes glowed, and Renato felt her aura surrounding him.

This time, he was paying attention. He felt every step of the process. She had lost control over herself, marking him again.

«Oh, you,» he said while pleasure took over.

Even while being savagely taken advantage of, he got his release. His semen filled Samantha's womb, and she bent down to kiss him. Her aura had engulfed their bodies, and when it left him, her scent remained.

«You're terrible at this,» he said. Even though strong, her mark had been clumsily done. She hadn't even chosen to do it, had she?

«S-sorry,» she stuttered, her eyes filled with tears and her body trembling in his arms. What had she done wrong? She felt all right... Why was Renato displeased? «I can do better.»

Hearing her tone, he hugged her carefully.

«I can teach you,» he said. And, somehow, it made sense to him. Even though he hadn't marked anyone yet, he surely would do a better job than Samantha.

«You liked it!» she accused him, splitting from him and crawling away. She turned his back on him, regaining some rationality and trying to suppress her feelings and dark thoughts.

He liked hurting her, didn't he?

«Liked or not, you're so clumsy. But I guess you don't feel the need to do better, right? This one will last a month as well... You're unbelievable.»

«One month? What are you talking about?»

«You marked me, Mine. Again.»
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«Oh,» she muttered, suddenly blushing. So, he wasn't complaining about bad sex...