The Claiming : His Mate

"Ah... Ah...." Her voice echoed the whole floor, probably the whole mansion. Who knew she could be that loud? But those were the cries of her desire, her need, her wait, and mostly her broken heart that was finally healing. It was nothing like she had dreamed of. It was breaking her heart, yet making her feel unnaturally good. She was puzzled. How could she feel so complete when he was buried inside her? She should be hating him for what he did when they first met. Yet he was the only one who made her heart flutter while making her knees go weak like jelly. He kept pouncing on her from behind, putting all his strength. His fingers were buried in her plump ass cheeks. He had never felt so complete. She was so tight, her walls wrapped up completely around his long and thick member. It was like she was made for him. Her breasts were the exact size he liked, not too big, nor too small. Her pink core was tight. Her red butt cheeks clearly scream that he was too rough. The feeling of being deep inside her was itself so fulfilling. A sense of pride ran through him. He never knew it was possible to feel so deeply for someone while having s*x. The hunger for her, her body only keeps increasing. He did not doubt his manhood or charms, but yet it felt like he was a man to his woman at that point! How can this petite figure make him feel this crazy? Was she a witch? No... She was more. She was someone his heart yearned. Tears rolled down her eyes. She was thankful he could not see her face. It was too pleasurable and painful. She could not have to hide her need and show her anger for everything he had put her in. Not only her s*x, but her heart was tearing apart! "Fuck.... I am never going to let you go..." And he pumped harder inside her, shooting his load deep inside her for the nth time that night. ****