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Chapter Nine
Hearing a man that looked as good as Dean did telling her she was beautiful was better than any gift she could’ve ever wished for.
Having him make love to her, well, that was something no words could describe, but she certainly tried with a lot of hell yeah’s, fuck yes, harder, faster, now, now, NOW’s. So maybe Violet had found a couple that worked.
Being bitten by him during their heated exchange, and then biting him in return, well, it was beyond her scope of experience. But as Violet clung to her mate, yes her mate, the animal she had yet to meet inside of her assured her this was the correct word, was as close to heaven as she’d ever been.
Mine!She heard his beast’s roared announcement inside her mind’s eye and could not stop the joy the single syllable induced from bubbling out of her lips in the form of a soft laugh.
But how had she heard him? His mouth was closed as he wrapped her up in his solid embrace.
He is our mate, was the only answer her Tigress had. But she had so many more questions.
“Mmm,” Dean tucked her into his side and covered them both with the blanket.
“That was,” she began, and sighed heavily.
There were really no words. Wonderful, amazing, fantastic! Those all seemed to fall flat when she thought about how she felt.
“Extraordinary,” he supplied for her and she smiled liking the word immensely.
Was it possible for her to love him already?
Yes,answered the animal inside of her, but it was too soon for such declarations.
“Are you hungry?” Dean interrupted her thoughts and kissed her on the temple.
Oddly enough she was hungry. In fact, she was starving. Violet nodded and smiled as he brought his head down to nibble at her lips.
Kissing him was like magic, she thought and threw herself fully into it like she never had before. This entire thing was like some fantasy, something she would write about she thought and giggled ending the kiss.
“What? Did I do something funny?” he asked and looked hurt before she realized it was just his way of throwing her off balance.
“No, no tickling,” she laughed and yes, snorted, while his fingers bit into her ribcage, but she got him back.
It seemed, her big strong Tiger was ticklish himself.
“Okay, I give, I give,” he gasped for air and smiled as she pinned him to the bed. “In fact, I’ll give you anything you want if you stay right there,” he growled and nipped her lip.
This time, when they joined, it was a slow, slippery slide of limbs. The urgency of their first coming together sated, now it was more like a symphony of sensation.
She faced him on her side as he lifted one leg up and over his, grinding his pubis into her core, while his magnificent thickness filled her to maximum capacity.
She’d never felt anything like it. Her eyes locked onto his, and she saw his Tiger staring behind the teal-colored glow as they made love, slowly, deliberately, completely while snow fell over them, making the skylight above them completely white by the time they were breathless and gasping with pure elation.
He was her heart’s own desire. The one man in the world she had ever felt this magnetic pull towards. Violet had always been a dreamer. Her hopes and imagination are what caused her to want to be a writer, but with him she felt as if she really could achieve those dreams.
She felt loved and safe for the first time ever. Through the wondrous new power of her matebond with him, she felt emotions she had only ever read about.
He was incredible, sinfully handsome, a natural born leader, powerful and charismatic, and yet she felt truly comfortable with him. Like she could be herself and he would always accept her.
Violet knew it was impossible, a fantasy for sure, but she also knew it was as real as the snow falling outside. Her body hummed with delight as he touched her in places no man ever had.
“Beautiful,” Dean cupped her face between his hands and rolled over on top of her, changing angles his cock sunk deeper inside of her.
Stroking that perfect spot that only he had ever reached and soon she was struggling for breath as he swiveled his hips, rocking his body with such tender care into hers and bringing her more pleasure than she had ever felt.
He swallowed her cries as her orgasm overwhelmed her senses, until he joined her in that sweet oblivion. Eons later, he ended the kiss with dozens of smaller, tender touches of his lips to hers.
