Chapter 428: Can’t wait**

There was something particularly exciting seeing his hot, thick mate laying bare and ready for anything before him.

Warmth still radiated from her skin after the earlier activity, her body soft and heavy where it rested against the stone.

Luke had helped wash her since she got dirty while trying to reshape the hearth. Faint traces of clay still clung in the hollows of her collarbones and along the undersides of her breasts, the grit rough under his fingertips until the water began to loosen it.

He gently poured water on her shoulders, gaining a faint gasp from her as she said, "It’s cold." The clear stream ran in thin rivulets down the slope of her back, cooling the flushed skin and making the remaining dust of clay darken and slide away.

Luke hummed, "I can tell." He slowly began to wash her up, gently rubbing her shoulders and neck, before bringing his hand to her massive bust.

The soft, heavy flesh yielded under his palm, still faintly dusty at the edges, the skin growing slick as water mixed with residual warmth. "I hope this helps."

Monica faintly smirked and said, "Quite a way to tease me." A soft, knowing curve of her mouth accompanied the words, her breath warm against the cooler air of the bathing space.

Luke didn’t shy away from the accusation since he, indeed, was looking to touch her as much as he could.

His hands lingered, thumbs brushing the undersides of her breasts where the weight of them settled most fully, feeling the steady beat of her heart through the soft tissue.

The water instantly drenched the last fabric on her body, her panty so he simply said while placing his finger in the strap of her underwear, "Let’s remove this." The thin material darkened and clung, outlining the soft mound beneath in sharp relief.

Monica narrowed her eyes, her lips curved before she raised both her legs after joining them close. The movement lifted her hips slightly from the floor, the wet fabric of her underwear stretching taut across her sex for a brief moment before he took hold of it.

The sight alone made him pause, seeing his beloved exposing herself this way. Soft inner thighs pressed together, the curve of her calves and the full, heavy shape of her lower body laid open under the dim light and the slow drip of water from her skin.

He tugged at her waist band and slowly began to pull her panty higher and higher, revealing her wet folds to his smouldering eyes.

The fabric peeled away with a soft, wet sound, dragging lightly over the slick outer lips and leaving them bare and glistening in the cooler air.

She sighed at the sensation of cold air brushing against her bare cunt as she slowly lowered her legs and parted her thighs from the middle.

A faint shiver ran through her at the sudden exposure, the sensitive flesh already damp from earlier arousal and the washing, now fully open to his gaze.

The glistening naked sex was now in complete view and in his eyes it appeared like a delicious buffet ready to be devoured. Soft, swollen folds shone under the light, the inner pink visible where they parted slightly, a thin trail of wetness already gathering at the entrance.

Luke faintly smirked and said, "You are playing with fire, woman. You know how badly you might get burned." Heat gathered low in his gut at the open invitation of her body, the scent of clean skin and faint arousal rising between them.

Monica didn’t shy away this time rather she tilted her head, and said, "I am right here, all yours and ready to be claimed." Her voice carried a low, steady confidence, her thighs remaining parted, the soft flesh of her sex still on full display.

Luke’s mind was overwhelmed by the thoughts of fucking the breath out of the woman right there and then. Images of her body under his, the heavy bounce of her breasts, the tight clutch of her around him, flooded in one after another.

However, he first picked her up in his arms, pressing her close to him and led her to the already filled bathing tub. Her wet skin slid against his chest, the full weight of her breasts flattening softly between them.

He had asked it to be built just for this reason, so that he could have lazy, lovely sex with his mates. Steam rose in soft curls from the surface of the water, the air above it warmer and faintly scented with whatever oils had been added earlier.

But considering the mood of his beloved today, he didn’t believe he was going to be lazy or gentle today. The heat of her body against his and the open, ready look in her eyes promised something far more urgent.

He carefully lowered himself in the water and Monica on his lap, her pelvis tightly pressed against his heavy cock.

Warm water closed around them both, the surface breaking with soft ripples as her weight settled fully against him.

The thick, hard length of him pressed firmly between her folds, heat cutting through the surrounding warmth of the bath.

"Kiss me," he breathed and Monica unquestionably complied by pressing her lips against his and her arms crossing behind his neck.

Her mouth was soft and eager, the taste of her still faintly sweet from earlier, her bare breasts flattening warmly against his chest as she leaned in.

Their tongues swirled and danced around each other, eyes hazily parted while they devoured each other hungrily.

Soft, wet sounds of the kiss mixed with the quiet lap of water against the sides of the tub. Breath passed hot between them, the press of their bodies trapping heat even as the bath tried to cool their skin.

Meanwhile, Luke inched his hand lower and took a hold of his cock. His fingers closed around the thick shaft, the skin slick from the water and the residual wetness of her earlier arousal.

He guided himself with deliberate pressure, feeling the heavy pulse of blood under his grip.

He used his other hand to slowly strum her pussy lips making her quite aware that he couldn’t wait any longer.

Soft, swollen folds parted under his fingertips, already slick and yielding. Each light stroke drew a faint shiver through her, the sensitive flesh twitching against his touch beneath the water.

Being an obedient mate as she was, she went on her toes and lifted her hips off his lap before taking a hold of his cock with her own hand.

Water streamed down her thighs as she rose, the cool air briefly kissing the places the bath had warmed.

Her fingers wrapped firmly around him, guiding the broad head into place with careful, certain pressure.

She placed it against her entrance, feeling a chill run down her spine. The blunt, hot tip nudged against her soft opening, the contrast between his heat and the surrounding water sharp and immediate. Her inner walls clenched in anticipation even before he entered.

"Mm..." She moaned in his mouth as the first inch pushed beyond the barrier and entered her.

The tight ring of muscle stretched around him with a slow, wet give, the sensation of being opened so suddenly sending a full-body tremor through her.

Water shifted around their joined hips with a soft splash.

Luke groaned as well, feeling the vice grip of her pussy already aiming to milk him. Hot, silky walls clamped down around the invading length, the pressure intense and rhythmic even with only the first inch inside.

Her body seemed to pull at him, drawing him deeper into the clinging heat that no amount of bathwater could dilute.

The wait was over as she began to slowly lower herself more and more. Warm water rose around their joined hips with each careful descent, soft resistance giving way as her body accepted another thick inch of him.

The stretch was steady and deep, every ridge of his length dragging along her inner walls.

Her head pressed against his chest, her lips parted in rough breathing as she felt her insides completely stuffed by his length.

Hot, full pressure filled her completely, the heavy presence of him seating deep enough that her breath caught and stuttered against his skin. Soft, broken sounds escaped her with every small shift of her hips.

Luke felt his cock was being choked for how tight she was. Silky, clenching heat wrapped him in a relentless grip, the narrow channel fluttering and squeezing along his entire length as if trying to hold him in place.

The pressure bordered on overwhelming, her body clinging so tightly that each pulse through him was met with an answering ripple of her walls.

"I would have waited and let you adjust knowing it has been a while but," Luke suddenly took a hold of her waist and started pulling down. His hands closed firmly over the soft curve of her hips, fingers pressing into yielding flesh as he guided her the rest of the way in one decisive motion.

Before Monica could speak a word or even gasp, he filled her inside once again. The final stretch forced a sharp, full sensation through her core, his thick base settling flush against her as every last inch disappeared into the tight heat.

Water surged outward in a sudden wave from the force of the movement.

The water rippled around her while her lips clamped around his neck to stifle her moan. Soft, desperate sounds vibrated against his skin as she bit down gently, her body trembling in his lap from the sudden complete filling.

In a low voice she whispered, "Go on...give me a child..."