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Forty- seven

Author: Shanika Rana
last update Last Updated: 2025-01-24 02:32:09

Mark me.

Those words flew out of my mouth before I could stop them but I didn't regret them one bit. Surprise showed on Harper's face, he didn't expect me to say those words, and in all honesty, neither did I.

But as I looked into his dark orbs, his face leaning over mine, his body hovering over my naked one, I wanted nothing more than to be marked by him, to be his mate, even more than I already was.

I was feeling hot all over, even more, because of the way he looked at me. The way every woman wants to be looked at, with love and lust. And I realized then that I loved him. Yes, I did. It took me some to realize it but now as I took in his softened expression and love-filled gaze, I repeated this sentence over and over in my head and I had never felt more at home.

He cupped my cheek with his hand and I felt the hard ridges and callouses of his palm. I closed my eyes and relished the warmth that his hand offered and leaned into his touch.

Harper had told me that the more time we spent with each other, the more the bond would grow and the faster and harder we would fall in love with each other. At that moment, I felt like I had finally jumped from the cliff.

I was afraid that I would land somewhere deep down and break my neck and that there was no coming back, but there was nothing I could do about it now. Not that I wanted to. I loved Harper and that was all that mattered.

"I will, soon enough." My eyes snapped open at his words. I had thought he would jump at the chance to mark me, once I had asked him to. He must have sensed my confusion because he gave me a soft smile.

He leaned forward and decreased the distance between our lips. His lips came crashing down on mine and heat soared in my belly. I moved my lips against his soft ones and I moaned against his mouth as I felt his hard member through his jeans, against my thighs. I lifted my hips and rubbed my core against his which earned me a satisfactory hiss from Harper.

He pulled his body away from mine and I groaned in frustration at the lack of contact between our bodies. Harper chuckled and I glared at him.

He leaned in again to peck my lips, his hand still cradling my face. 

"I want you to make this decision in the right state of mind. Not when your mind is in a haze of lust. We have all the time in the world and so do you."

I want you to mark me now, dammit.

Before I could say these words out loud, Harper leaned down and took one of my nipples in his mouth. Electricity zapped through my body and I moved at the sudden onslaught of pleasure through my body. His tongue flicked on my nipple and I threw my head back as waves of pleasure coursed through and I felt my panties moisten.

Harper smirked and I rolled my eyes at his arrogance. He leaned his forehead against mine. "Think with a clear head, little mate." 

Before I could say another word, I felt his palm knead my breast, earning another moan from me, making me euphoric. My hands moved and I grabbed his biceps as they served as the only anchor holding me to the bed. He took my nipple between his thumb and forefinger and gave it a pinch which made me lose my breath.

I opened my mouth to protest at his ministrations and he took it as an opportunity to slip his tongue inside my mouth. He moaned against my mouth and I felt his member twitch against my thighs, through the fabric of his jeans.

I snaked my hand and tugged his soft brown locks which earned me a throaty growl from him and I smirked against his lips. Two could play at this game.

Harper leaned back and gave me a gentle smile. "Think. Meanwhile, let me pleasure my mate." Before I could say anything else, his hot mouth was on my nipple and his hand was kneading my breast which earned a moan from me.

His hands slowly moved down and he tugged at the hem of my panties. I lifted my hips to allow him to remove it. I nearly shivered as I felt the cold air hit my core. The sensation of coldness didn't last long because soon enough, I felt his palm at my core.

I felt his thumb at my clitoris and I bucked my hips against his hand. His lips were making love to my own while his hand was busy pleasuring my body.

He took one of my nipples in his mouth and I moaned at the sensation of his mouth and hand assaulting different bundles of nerves in my body.

I felt one of his fingers enter my core and I dug my nails in his biceps as waves of sensations hit my body. I felt another finger enter and I felt him stretch my core to accommodate his hard and large member.

I roamed my hands all over his bare torso, his hardened chest, his taut nipples, and his abs. I raked my nails over his abs and I followed his happy trail which disappeared inside the waistband of his jeans.

He pumped his fingers inside my core, bringing me closer to a kind of high only he could offer me. I bucked my hips against his fingers without shame and cried out his name as I rode my orgasm. 

My chest rose and fell in rapid spurts as I saw the satisfaction on Harper's face. I gave him a small smile, one which showed him how pleasured I was by the show of his hands.

He kissed me on the lips and I moaned into his mouth, while I rubbed my naked core against his jean’s clad pelvis.

I tugged on the waistband band of his jeans, urging him to remove my sort of hindrance between us. He grabbed both of my hands and restrained them on top of my head. 

I wiggled in vain under him as I felt him kiss my neck. He nibbled on my neck, sucking on some of the tender spots, which would surely be marked dark purple when he would be over with it.

He slowly moved down, peppering small kisses down my chest. I moaned aloud when I felt his tongue flick my already sensitive nipple and I hooked my legs against his waist, rubbing my core against his hardened dick, not caring how my juiced were ruining his jeans.

He didn't seem to mind because he too, started rubbing his member against my core, drenching himself in my juices. There was something erotic in what we were doing and I would gladly do it all over again.

Harper let go of my nipple and slowly, very slowly went lower, all the while planting small butterfly kisses on my belly. He dipped his hot tongue in my navel and circled it around, making me hot all over again.

He moved lower still, till he reached my pubic bone. My eyes snapped open, I didn't even register when they had closed and saw Harper grinning at me. I sucked in a sharp breath at how delicious he looked, with his head between my legs, ready to devour me.

He bent forward and lapped his tongue from my core to my clitoris and I moaned at the action, a hot burning need building inside my belly.

He latched his teeth on my clitoris and I bucked my teeth against his mouth. He restrained my hips with his hands and I moaned in frustration at the way he was dominating and how my body was loving every second of it.

He sucked on my little nub of pleasure and I tugged at the roots of his hair as a pleasurable sensation started to build again in my belly. I felt his tongue moving lower, he circled my entrance with his sinful tongue and I could feel myself getting closer. His tongue entered my core and moved in and out with a power that made me breathless. Harper gripped my thighs tightly and I bucked my hips against his tongue. I cried his name as I rode my orgasm.

"Holy hell! You taste amazing." Harper breathed and I saw a lone drop of my juice trickle down his chin which almost made me moan again.

I leaned forward and tugged on the waistband of Harper's jeans, indicating him to get rid of the apparel. He gladly did so and I found myself salivating at the sight of Harper in only his black boxers.

I put my hands on Harper's cheeks and pulled him into a kiss. I tasted my juices when his tongue came in contact with mine and Harper moaned in my mouth as I grinded against his pelvis.

"Shit, I need to be inside you." He said, his voice hoarse and strained.

He swiftly got rid of his boxers and I saw his erection spring up, finally free of any restraint. I gulped as I took in his massive length and my core clenched, eagerly awaiting his assault on my senses.

Harper positioned his member in front of my entrance and we both looked into each other's eyes as he pushed inside me. I watched one vein pop out in his neck and I nearly closed my eyes at the onslaught of pleasure I was receiving by his thrusts. 

He moved in and out all the while keeping eye contact, a thousand emotions raging in both of our eyes. I moved my hands across his naked torso, his bare chest, his abs, and the base of his penis, which made him hiss.

Harper captured my lips with his own and continued thrusting inside me, bringing me to the precipice of the cliff. We were both breathing heavily as we kissed each other as hard as we could all the while making love to each other the best we both knew.

We both cried each other's names as we rode out our organs. Harper gently pulled out of me and flopped down on the bed beside me, both of us breathing heavily.

"I can't believe how I lasted that long," Harper said and gently stroked my hair.

I giggled and sighed. I was exhausted, beyond exhausted. What did you even expect after three simultaneous orgasms?! "Neither can I."

Harper placed a hand on his heart, faking hurt, and pouted at me. I chuckled and leaned closer to him. I put my arms around his naked body and pecked his soft, pink lips. "That was amazing."

He beamed at me and pulled me into a long and slow kiss. We both broke apart, more breathless than before.

The music from the party downstairs drifted above and I wondered how the hell did we even forget about the party. I wasn't in any mood to rejoin it and by the looks of it, neither was Harper. 

He snaked his arms around my waist and pulled me closer to him. My head rested on his chest and I sighed in pleasure as I felt his heart thudding inside his chest.

"I love you," Harper said while he gently stroked my hair.

I smiled an exhausted smile and mumbled, "I love you too", which he must have heard because his hold on me tightened. Both of us drifted into a peaceful sleep, basking in our love for each other and our lovemaking.

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