Chapter 0888

What the hell!?

"Tell me." I command.

A single growl rumbling in his chest signals Jackson's refusal.

I take a different tack, pressing my ass backwards against him, arching my back a little. "Please tell me, Jackson," I beg, my voice softer now.

He goes still behind me and I smile, pleased.

"Please, Jackson," I beg, my voice softer and breathier now as I snake a hand backward, letting it slip up the side of his neck, my fingers tangling in his hair. "Please, I'll give you anything you want in return."

The entire time I speak I let my ass wriggle against him. I smile, devilish, when a stiffening in Jackson's pants let me know that my efforts are working.

"Stop," he growls.

little moan slip from my lips. "Tell me. I

snarls, his arm tightening around my waist and I grin, thinking that I've got him. I press my ass back hard,

and we come skidding to a stop, because not half a second later my mate is pulling me with him off the

moment to figure out what's going on as my snarling mate uses one hand to turn my face up to him, claiming my mouth as his other hand dips low and

wanting him already - falling to my hands and yanking hard at my stupid Atalaxian skirts, wanting them up and out of the way as Jackson takes my hips firmly in his

me as I press my hips back, wanting more of him, as much as fucking possible as Jackson, snarling begins to pound himself into me at a steady, harsh pace. His hands pull me back and back as my mate fucks me almost furiously, completely lost to his lust, the want of me that swept over him -

open as huffing gasps break from my lips at every stroke, as my eyes go hazy with how fucking good it feels - Jackson's thick, veiny cock, pounding into me again and again. Half of it is sheer physical pleasure, but my mind is also drunk on the knowledge that I drove him to this.

time. I pant, going to my elbows to get a deeper angle, feeling the round head

last long, not at this furious pace, and I bite my lap as my mate roars, bending over my back as he comes, hot and thick. The feel of it, sticky and wet and filling me up, sends me over too and I

hard to catch our breath as we lay in the prairie grass, me wrapped loosely in my mate's arms with my back pressed again to his chest, his cock slowly

soft,

"We're in so much

close, pressing kisses to

groan,

action makes his cock slip from my tender flesh.

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