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I fucked her deep, hard. I wasn’t going to last long, no fucking way. Not when she was everything, fucking everything to us and we were finally going to make her ours. We were going to mark her, and love her, and take care of her for the rest of our lives.
I slid my hand lower, curling my fingers around her throat, and leaned in, dragging my nose along her jaw to her ear, breathing her in, scenting my mate, a scent that was already branded on my soul. A scent I would recognize for the rest of my life, a scent that would lead me to her in the next so I’d make her mine all over again. “Gonna give you my mark, butterfly.” I slammed into her with a grunt, a growl quickly following as I kissed my way down her throat.
One of her hands curled around the back of my head, holding me to her, as if I’d ever pull away, then her other hand took one of mine, linking out fingers. I kissed and sucked the skin between her neck and shoulder and my teeth sharpened, my canines extending. My fox threw his head back and howled his approval as I bit down on her flesh.
Jasmine screamed, her pussy clutched me so fucking tight, over and over, as she came for me, and with a snarl, I came with her.
I slammed into her, the taste of her pussy and her blood on my tongue filling my senses. I owned every part of her and she owned me.
I finally slowed my thrusts and gently licked and kissed the mark I’d given her, and Jasmine shivered. When I lifted my head again, she brought my mouth to hers, kissing me.
“You taste that, Jasmine Thornheart?” I said against her lips. “That’s mine,” I growled. “All mine.”
Then I got into bed beside her, wrapped her in my arms and held my mate while she drifted off to sleep.
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Chapter 36
Ren
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Jasmine walked into the living room, and I studied the way she moved. It’d taken her a week to regain her strength after Xavier almost drained her of blood and nearly another two weeks for the wounds on her legs and feet to heal, but the scars were still there. Fading, but still fucking there. I forced down the out-of-control feeling inside me that came with that memory, along with the desperate desire to go back in time, drag Xavier from that shadowed hall, and finish him myself.
I studied Jaz again. My mate was stubborn and incredibly strong, add in the fact she never complained and had that caring and loving nature of hers, always choosing to put others first, which meant she often forgot to take care of herself. Good thing she had me to do that now.
“You sure you’re okay going for a walk?” I asked her again.
Her lips curled up. “Yes, Ren, I’m sure I can handle a short walk. You seriously need to chill.”
“Well, that’s not happening. I will never be chill when it comes to your health and safety,” I said, and my fox added some growl to my voice, making sure our mate knew we were in accord on this matter.
She grabbed my hand and towed me through the door and up the stairs to the street. “Both of you can relax. I’m more than fine. And if you think you have a hope in hell of stopping me from going to my field, you’re completely crackers.”
“Crackers, huh?”
Her smile brightened, lighting up her eyes. She’d been desperate to get out among her butterflies for the last week, but I’d not been ready to let her out of my sight. I still wasn’t. “We’ve been mates for nearly three weeks. When does this newly mated, crazy protective streak start to calm down again?”
“Calm down?” I laughed, it was low and gritty and seriously dark.
Jaz’s brows shot up. “Mags said you guys go a little loopy and a lot caveman when you first mate, but then—”
“But then nothing, butterfly. Every day that you’re mine, the need to protect you grows fiercer, right along with the bond between us.” I grinned. “That isn’t gonna change, so you’ll just have to put up with me fussing over you.”
She stopped and wrapped her arms around my middle, smiling up at me. “I think I can handle it.”
“I’m glad to hear it.”
“I feel pretty protective over you as well,” she said. “Bree better steer clear of me for a while.”
My stomach sank. “You know you have nothing to worry about. Those other females, they’re not… Fuck, Jaz, I don’t remember any of it. That part of my life, it doesn’t exist anymore—”
She pressed her finger to my lips, silencing me. “I know. I don’t feel threatened. I trust you completely. But I also don’t like the thought of you with anyone else.” She grinned. “Sadly, you didn’t come to me a sweet little virgin, and this mate thing isn’t only making you loopy, so prepare for your female to stake her claim on you whenever the urge strikes.”
“Yeah? And how do you plan on doing that?” I said, knowing where she was coming from, because even though Rome was just her friend, I still wanted to tear the male apart whenever they were in the same room.
She slid her arms from around me, took my hand, and started walking again. “Well, I thought I’d keep it simple. Making out with you a lot will probably do the trick.”
