The Forbidden Mate (The Mate Series: Novel 2)

The Forbidden Mate- Chapter 9: Memorizing You(pt1)

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Chapter 9: Memorizing You (pt.1)

Mark-

I pressed forward, sliding a single digit past in side her. Isa's body tightened, clinging to me. I couldn't help the breathless curse as I imagined the sweet, intense contraction around my length.

Isa's breathless cries, pleading and needing, urged me on. I'd spent almost a year wanting her. I had woken up with her taste on my lips her scent surrounding me and her perfect body pressed against me. I needed her like I needed air to breathe.

Taking my hand from between her legs, I felt her shudder under me and I clenched my jaw. I had to see her spread out on my bed, wanting me. I'd dreamt of this.

Still holding her wrists, I leaned back. She was more beautiful then I'd imagined. Her thighs open and willing, the tight T- shirt she'd had on when she was caught, ended right at the end of her belly button. Exposing the soft, gentle rounding of a healthy, fertile female. The urge to sink my teeth into her unmarked neck was overwhelming. My breath caught in my throat at the sight of her.

"Tristan, please, please." She whimpered.

I reached for the hem of her tight T-shirt, but my dilemma became immediately clear. If I wanted her shirt off, I'd have to release her arms. But she looked so... delicious, stretched helpless and needy, beneath me. She made me feel like a conqueror, a war hero, a king. And I wasn't strong enough to give that up.

With that I leaned down to touch my mouth to hers. Begging for an apology against her parted lips, while I gathered the material at the neck of her T-shirt and ripped it down the middle. At the same time I kissed her hard and thrusted, shamelessly claiming what I knew I could never have.

Isa arched against me and moaned. Her hands clenching my bed sheets, untill her knuckles turned white, her hips and belly pressing against me intimately.

I couldn't hold back the growl that echoed against her lips as I pulled her free of the shredded material, now I could feel all of her against me, I ran my free hand over her soft skin, up her rib cage untill my caught her breast. My growl, filled with satisfaction, felt amazing as she moaned against my shoulder as my thumb brushed delicately over her purt nipple. I turned my head to kiss her jaw once careful not to sink my teeth into the skin of her unmarked neck just below. But the temptation was to much to bear, I lowered my mouth letting my lips leave small soft open mouthed kisses down the front column of her throat.

"Oh, god," she whimpered. Her body was tight with anticipation, her trembling body forcing her breath to come in short shallow breaths. I looked up to see her eyes flutter closed as I let my lips slide to the place I wanted to sink my teeth into, before sliding down quickly to take her abandoned nipple into my mouth.

I watched her, savoring every movement, every hitch in her breath. I needed to remember this, I needed to show her how good I could be to her, I needed to show her how much I loved her. I studied the way her eyes widened, how she bit her bottom lip when she moaned, the sound of her small gasp as she drew in her quivering breaths. I pressed against her warm, wet, center. She threw her head back moaning, and exposing the length of her throat to me. With a growl my beast lunged forward but I caught myself and turned my face so it was buried in the curve where her shoulder and neck met, the place that I dreamt one day, would bare my mark.

My fingers tightened on her nipple, Isa cried out and pressed further into my hand. "Oh, god," She whispered, I watched as her body drew tighter. I forced both knees between her clenched thighs. I brought my jean covered leg up against her, hard. I groaned as I felt her wetness seep through the denim. I almost laughed when I felt her thighs clench mouth of mine and started to rub desperately against me. I pulled away slightly and she whimpered.

"Hey, sh, baby. I'll take care of you. I promise." I whispered reassuringly against her.

"Please, please, Tristan, Please!" She begged

"Sh, baby, I don't want to rush." I explained, I reached up to pull her wrists apart so one was in each hand as I drew them down to her sides and pinning them against her hips. "I want to savor this. I want to memorize you." --- I want to love you, --- I almost said, but quickly lowered my head to kiss her gently instead. Isa whimpered as I pulled away. "Can you bend your knees for me, baby?" she nodded and did as I asked. Opening her self to me, I let out a rough sigh.

"Good girl," I whimpered, heaving a breath, "Can you go wider baby? Bring them up here," I indicated pushing her thighs against her sides gently.

She nodded jerkily, but followed my lead and drew her thighs up untill she was completely open and exposed to me. She was trusting me, putting herself in this vulnerable position.

I couldn't help myself as I stared down at her. I licked my dry lips as I seen what was waiting for me, begging for my touch. "You're so pretty, I've always thought that, since the very first time I seen you. You'll always be beautiful." I told her nuzzling gently, into her neck.

Unable to resist the temptation any longer I lowered myself down her body untill I could blow lightly at her overheated, damp, folds of skin, Isa cried out. I kissed the back of her thigh before gliding her wrists so her hands curled around the backs of her thighs, just behind her knees,

"Right there, keep your hands just like that for me." She whimpered and closed her eyes. "Hey, look at me." She forced her eyes to open and meet my gaze, "You hold on, whatever I do, I want you to keep your hands here. Do you understand me Isabelle?"

She nodded, "I understand," she whispered.

I nodded and released her hands. When she kept her hands in place, I slipped my own fingers between her thighs and pressed gently into her slick folds, I groaned as I watched her glisten in the soft morning light coming through the curtain.

"So beautiful," I whispered, breathlessly, she looked like an angel as I bent my head down and my tongue came into contact with her flesh.

Isabelle screamed. Her frantic cry filled the room, filled my head, but I didn't care. I'd never tasted anything so sweet as this female under me. She was like honey against my tongue. I lapped hungrily, using my lips and teeth to explore every inch of the body i fought not to claim as my own. I drew my tongue slowly up the length of her slit, she cried out when my tongue flicked her clit, she let go of her legs clutched at my hair.

A warning rumble vibrated from my chest, I lifted my head and pulled her hands roughly from my hair.

"I told you to hold on," I growled, her brown eyes wide and confused as if she was lost. I took her hands gently in mine kissing both of her wrists as I placed her

hands back where I wanted them.

"Now don't move, baby." I whispered, keeping my hands over her as I bent to taste her again.

I laughed, Isa sure as hell didn't move her hands but her hips arched upward towards my mouth, trying to angle herself so I would touche her clit again. She whimpered and moaned and tried to beg, but she was just to amazing for me to hurry. I could feel her shaking as she was so close to her climax, debating momentarily on whether to help her over, or to press inside her again, but her soft moans were starting to sound as painful as my own arousal and I didn't want her to hurt, not when I could prevent it so easily.

I whispered soothing words and praised her as I promised her pleasure, I released one of her hands, so I could skim my palm down her thigh and over her firm ass, She drew in one last breath before I closed my lips around her clit and thrusted to fingers deep inside her clenching warmth.