Second Chance Mates

-41- 🌹 Love Me

[A/N - Play the song above for the entire chapter🌹]

"He loves me, he loves me, and I bet he never lets me go, and shows me how to love myself. Cause, baby, the best part of me is you. Whoa, lately, everything's making sense, too. Baby, I'm so in love with you."
~Ed Sheeran & Yebba, 'Best Part Of Me'

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*Ryland's POV*

"Then," Landon interrupts me, pushing the tip of his thick cock into my hole and making me release a strangled moan. "I'm going to fuck you the way you deserve to be fucked."

Precum leaks profusely from my cock at the promise, and I try pushing my hips back towards Landon. He grasps my hips firmly, eyes darkening as he waits for something.

"Yes," I breathe out, desperately needing him to fill me up. "Please, make love to me."

His oceanic blue eyes soften, and he dips down to press tender kisses along my spine. I shiver under the loving caresses of his soft lips as he starts to slowly push in.

Although he's moving slowly, the way his cock is stretching my walls has me panting from the slight burn. It feels weird, but knowing that it's Landon inside of me adds an extra thrill that somehow makes it more pleasurable.

"Almost there," Landon grunts, rubbing my back as he continues to push his cock deep into my channel. I wince, balling up the sheets in my fists. Once he's completely inside of me, he holds still and gives me time to adjust. "Are you okay?"

I nod my head against the mattress. "You can move."

"Are you sure? We don't have to rush—"

I push my hips back towards him, making him groan loudly as the action causes me to involuntarily clench around him. His hands slide from my back to my ass, kneading the flesh appreciatively. Landon grips my hips, sliding out slowly before thrusting back in.

Gasps pour from my lips in time with his steady thrusts as the burn begins to dissipate. After a few minutes of shallow thrusts, Landon begins to pick up the pace. His cock slides in and out as he fucks his way into me. My gasps turn into moans when his thickness brushes against my bundle of nerves.

"Landon!" I cry out, overwhelmed by the feeling of being so full of my mate, my boyfriend, the love of my life.

"You feel so fucking good," Landon praises with a groan, making me whimper into the sheets. "Goddess, you're so tight!"

"Ngh!" I attempt to muffle my moans with the sheets, but Landon isn't having it. He abruptly pulls me up by shoulders, pressing my back to his chest.

"Don't quiet your moans," Landon says as his lips trail my neck down to my shoulder. "Let me hear how good you feel, baby."

He thrusts back into me, the new angle causing his cock to hit against my prostate every time. I cry out, throwing my head back against his shoulder as my mind is turned to mush. I can't believe how good I feel right now; sex has never been something that felt very good to me since I always had to hold back. But now, with my mate pounding into me without restraint, I can't imagine holding back ever again. I want him, all of him, all the time. I don't think I'll ever get enough of feeling him inside of me.