The Claiming By Cooper

The Claiming by Cooper (Jara & Mason)

Chapter 82

Jara

When I wake up again, I’m warm and Mason is wrapped up around me. I have to smile, knowing that he’s mine and that my life will be a good one. I don’t have to worry about Mason mistreating me. I know he loves me.

His love for me was obvious in our mating last night. He was trying so hard to be gentle with me, wanting to make sure he didn’t hurt me, but I wasn’t having any of it. I wanted him and I’d waited long enough.

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I hadn’t considered that he might knot so soon after we were together, but maybe it’s his age, or maybe it’s his love for me. Either way, I can’t wait to feel his knot.

Based on what my mother says, it forces you into an intimate connection, not allowing your bodies to separate until his knot recedes. The thought of literally being tied to Mason sends warmth through my body and I arch my back against him.

His hand begins to run over my hip. “Something on your mind, mate?”

“You.” I say, turning in his arms. There is something in me that not only wants to mate with him again, but also claim him again, to sink my teeth into his neck again, almost as if marking him again will ensure he’s mine.

I run my hands over his side, down to his hip before sliding it between us. He’s already hard, and his eyes open as I wrap my hand around length, making him gasp.

immediately hardens at the touch, as if begging him to touch it more. Thankfully, he seems to know what

sucking it into his mouth. I lean back, still stroking him,

over top of me in

“You ‘re not sore?”

if I was, I want you more. I need you inside me

complying with my demand. He holds himself steady above me, watching as his

you feel

up, wrapping them around his

him, as he starts to move slowly inside

holding back this morning,

“Greedy mate.”

and he begins moving

kissing me more passionately until we’re both breathless. He pulls one of my legs over his arm, and the position allows me to take him even deeper than before. I feel like my entire body is on fire, building to the

him when I can feel both of us

lifts his head looking at me as he slows his

want to

growls a needy growl. I know from my mother that my father always preferred to knot her. She said it felt much better for him to knot

he’s doing, he’s flipped us over, so I’m laying on top of him. “You want control, beautiful, here you

get my rhythm. “If you change your mind, just pull

than before, and I’m in control, but I can watch Mason’ s face. I can see the pleasure I’m bringing him. I move in different rhythms until I find the one