lovers

The Alpha King’s Runaway Mate

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Chapter 33: lovers

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It takes longer and longer between rounds for Mattel to get hard, Regina more or less asleep or unconscious or something in between, too tired and spent to keep up with him.

He’s buried inside of her again, Regina’s legs swung over his shoulders as he fucks into her slowly, exhaustion coursing through him and yet still no match for his hunger.

Somewhere in between he’d fed Regina again, his own desire for food completely gone. There was only room in his head for his mate, a burning need to consume her, take her, have her every and any way he can.

The edge hasn’t worn off, just turned down to a simmer and Mattel thinks he’ll scorch through it, kisses along the inside of Regina’s knee, up her thigh. She’s unmoving, fucked out completely beyond belief and Mattel’s previous ruts had never been this long, this drawn out.

Still, he thrusts into Regina, the sight of his mate before him like a cool wave of relief.

She is his, bears Mattel