Carter's POV
"You want me, baby?" Sloan asked as he pressed me up against the wall in the furthest room in the house.
Everyone else was still downstairs opening up gifts, but after hearing everything Sloan said to me. The need to suck his dick was so strong. And thankfully my mate knows me well enough to where he already made such precautions.
We were both breathing heavily from our intense make-out as we made our way here. Unable to keep our hands to ourselves. I needed to feel him everywhere all the time. Fuck, when did I become such a clingy bitch?
"You know I do." I breathed out. Sloan smirked and bit on my bottom lip, causing me to arch into him even more. Our hard-ons pressed against each other.
"Beg me." He whispered against my lips and a whimper escaped me. He loved when I begged and I loved begging.
"Please, Sloan. I need you." I ran my hands up and down the back of his neck, as I made my pouty face. He growled, making his chest vibrate against me and it turned me on even more. I loved it when Sloan gave in to his primal side. When he looked at me like he wanted to eat me and mark me.
I slowly pushed myself off of the wall and sank to my knees. My hands trailed down his sides as I did. Once I was comfortable I looked up at him and Sloan sucked in a deep breath. I rested my hands on his belt and slowly began to unbuckle it.
"I need you, Sloan. I need to taste you. I need your cum." I opened his jeans as fast as I could and pulled them down. His cock popped out and fuck, I loved it. It was my favorite thing.
He was already leaking and he was ready for me. And I was ready to taste the only thing I was addicted to.
Sloan grabbed my chin and ran his thumb over my bottom lip in the way that I liked. My dick was aching to get out and be touched. I knew I would get my release in due time.
"You want my cum?" He asked, his voice deep and raspy with lust, making me moan just from his words.
"Yes, yes I do." I sounded desperate, as I wrapped my hand around the bottom of his shaft and waited for permission.
"You're such a good slut for me aren't you?" Sloan leaned his hips forward and his tip brushed my lips, smearing pre cum all over them. I stuck my tongue out and lapped it up. Moaning at the heady taste of him. "Open your mouth."
I did as told, and I watched as Sloan leaned head down slightly and slowly spit into my mouth. His coating my tongue, in the most dirty and sensual way. I shouldn't love this as much as I do. I shouldn't crave it the way that I do.
I barely had time to recover. Once his spit hit my tongue, he was pushing his dick into my mouth and he filled me. I moaned at the feel of my jaw stretching open to take him. Sloan let out a hiss, but kept his gaze on me, as he moved his cock in and out of my mouth. And I let him. I let him do whatever he wants to me without question.
Sloan was so big he hit the back of my throat and a gag came out from me. But so far one thing I've learned is that Sloan loves it when I gag. He loves when saliva is dripping down my chin and my eyes are rolled back. So I make sure to do it all.
"Shit, shit. Up. Now." He pulled back from me, my dick painfully hard at this point. I know I looked a mess, my chin glistening, but I didn't make a move to clean it.
I was on my feet within seconds and Sloan took my mouth with his. His tongue invaded my mouth and caressed every single piece of it. I loved the way he kissed me. Every time we kissed he claimed me.
"Clothes off." He pulled away and I obeyed. Sloan must have been impatient too, he was undressing as fast as me. Once I was naked I ran to the bed and instead of laying on my back, I was on my hands and knees. The one position Sloan and I haven't done yet.
Sloan let out a grunt so deep and primal that it caused my dick to jerk in response. He walked over and I could feel him looming behind me. He grabbed my ass and leaned my hips back to where I was pressed against his cock and groaned.
Sloan slowly massaged my ass, but then a firm smack made me launch forward. A moan escaped my lips and the feeling, but I was pulled back to position.
"This how you want me baby?" He asked as he kneaded my ass again. I couldn't help it, as I wiggled it and a groan slipped past his lips. Another firm smack came, but this time I was prepared.
"Only sluts like their ass spanked." He smacked again and my dick jerked. The feeling was indescribable.
"I'm going to fuck you hard, and fast. I'm going to have you whimpering and screaming for me, do you understand?" Sloan paused and I felt him spread my ass cheeks apart. My hole was exposed. Soon I felt the warmth of his saliva dripping down me, and I felt his finger press inside me.
I arched my back and put my face flat on the bed. He wasn't slow and he didn't let me get used to it. He was relentless in his approach. He used his finger to fuck me hard. His finger brushed against my prostate and a loud moan escaped as I gripped the sheets.
"Fuck baby, still so tight for me." He grunted as he added two more fingers instead of one. I could barely think as Sloan attacked my body. "I'll never get enough of you. You know that?" He pulled out of me and there was no time to recoup before Sloan pushed himself into me.
I felt so full. And it always felt so right. We were connected and I wished he could be inside me like this all the time. Sloan groaned out loudly as my holed clenched around him.
"I've never felt anything this good." He pulled out and thrust back in.
"I've never seen anything as beautiful as you." Thrust.
"I've never wanted anything more." Thrust.
"I love fucking you," Thrust.
"I love making love to you." Thrust.
"I love you."
As the sentence left his lips all hell was unleased. He rammed into me with a speed so incomprehensible I could barely keep up. Cries were flying freely, from me and from him. I needed it desperately. Anything and everything he could give me I'd take.
"Sloan!" I screamed so loud, that my throat was raw. But it was more than that as tears began to fall. A sob flew past my lips and I gripped the sheets. "Fuck, I love you. Feels so good." Sloan pulled out only for a second before I was flipped onto my back and my legs were spread as he pushed himself back into me.
"I want to look at you while you cum because of me. And only me." I wrapped my arms around his neck as he leaned down and began to lick my tears away.
"No one will ever make you cum the way I do. No one knows your body like I do." He pulled his head away only slightly and I saw his eyes were red, and tears were on his cheeks too.
So much emotion was swimming around us. The feelings we felt for each other were completely indescribable and so much deeper than anything I've ever felt. I truly believed I would die without him. I can't live without him. I refuse to.
"My cock was made for you." He pressed a kiss on my jaw and I whined loudly, feeling myself getting closer to the edge.
"My soul was made for you." I dug my nails deep into his shoulders as I felt my release begin to build. More tears escaped me, not tears of pain but pure unfiltered happiness.
"Come on baby, cum for me," Sloan whispered before capturing my lips again. But this time this kiss held everything we didn't have the words to say. So much love was in this kiss that it made it hard to breathe.
And as I felt myself go over the edge, my release hit me like a truck. All I saw was stars and all I felt was Sloan. Sloan came right after, filling me up with everything that he is. Warming me from the inside out. But we didn't stop kissing, no.
We kissed and kissed until our lips were numb until our tastebuds were ruined. We both cried into the kiss, caught up in the emotion and the feeling we had for each other.
"Sloan, you're my fucking universe." I sobbed out, as he kissed up and down my neck. "You saved me. Fuck, you're my savior."
Sloan pulled away and leaned over me, his lips bright red and swollen but he still looked uncontrollably handsome.
"No baby, I didn't do anything but show you, you." He pressed a gentle kiss on my nose. "You saved yourself. It was your strength that made you want a better life for yourself. It was you standing up for yourself. It was you, who decided to let me in."
A sob escaped my mouth at his words and I began to shake my head to say no, but he gripped my face and held me still.
"Yes, you Carter. You saved yourself. You were your savior. You are Carter's Savior." He pressed multiple kisses on my cheek as fresh tears escaped. "Say it, baby. Say 'I'm Carter's Savior."
My lips trembled as I looked at my mate. And he was right. I couldn't deny it. This whole time I thought that he saved me. But he was only an additive, the push that I needed to feel free to be my true self. He was there backing me up, but I had to face the challenges head on.
I had to be the one to open my heart to receive him. I had to learn and let myself trust him. I had to let my walls down. Me. I did.
I learned to forgive my family even if they didn't deserve it. I did.
I am actively making sure that my life going forward is going to be filled with love, peace, and joy. Me.
That was all me.
"I'm Carter's Savior."
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