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“Make me your mate, Rolf. I want you—I need you!”
Giving what sounded like a snarling growl, his mouth descended to claim hers anew. His arms slid around her, melding her fiercely against his hard frame. She felt the iron length of his erection press into her soft flesh, and ground against him, reveling with anticipation of what was to come.
“Not here,” he muttered hoarsely and scooped her up into his arms. Heading out into the passageway, he strode through the place to the entrance hall then bounded up the stairs, holding her as if she weighed no more than a feather pillow.
Her arms looped around his neck. “Don’t drop me!” she implored, looking backward down the stairwell.
“A lycanthrope has four times the strength of the strongest human, you are safe,” he assured her.
Upstairs, he took her to the furthest passage and up yet another flight of stairs which ended on a mezzanine landing where a heavily studded and arched medieval-looking door stood ajar. Rolf shouldered his way into a large room, which, on quick appraisal, appeared historically decorated, yet sumptuously luxurious. A huge, canopied four-poster bed dominated the room hung with rich blue-velvet drapes. Rolf set her down on the bed and joined her.
His hungry gaze ravaged her, causing her body to flush hotly from head to toe. Stretching himself out beside her, his palms skimmed over her breasts and stomach down to where she ached between her legs. At the merest touch to her mons, her legs fell apart, wantonly welcoming him. She thought she might pass out from pleasure as his fingers slipped deeply into her drenched furrow, exploring and teasing. A deep moan escaped her lips as he latched onto one nipple, his teeth gently scraping the sensitive nubbin. Moving to her other breast he treated that with the same attention.
Sliding down her body, he trailed kisses and dropped tender nips on her flesh. The slight pain he incurred, aroused her. Desire to leave her own mark on him grew, but frustratingly he now lay too far down her body for her mouth to reach him.
Clenching around his fingers as another startling sensation lifted her hips from the bed as his mouth covered her sensitive clit, lapping at her as his fingers pumped into her slick channel. Neither of her previous boyfriends had given her oral or even suggested it, and yet both had thought nothing of shoving their puny cocks into her mouth before she was even aroused.
Her fingers threaded through Rolf’s thick, dark hair remaining buried there. She tightened her grip as his mouth exquisitely teased her to the edge and withdrew time and again, driving her mad with the need for him to fill her with his cock.
“Please,” she begged.
“You’ll come now, and once again on my cock, but be warned from then on, I can’t be gentle. A claiming is as fierce as it sounds.”
“I don’t feel gentle either,” she confessed.
His answering growl triggered something primal which lay deep within her, and as he swirled his tongue over her clit whilst fucking her with his fingers, she howled as a powerful orgasm ripped through her body.
He slid upward and took her lips in a fiercely possessive kiss, his tongue pushed into her mouth mimicking the sex act. Her legs flung wide, and she felt the thrust as he pushed deep into her body with a single push, giving her an overriding sensation of fullness. It felt so right. Her muscles clenched about his girth, causing him to groan.
Tearing her mouth away from his, she bit his shoulder, surprised by how satisfying it felt to draw his blood. His response was to piston into her hard. Remorselessly fucking her into submission. Raking her nails down his back she resisted, enjoying his dominance yet feeling the need to push him into taming her. Immediately, his hands captured her wrists, stretching them above her head, where he held them pinned with one strong hand. Raising himself up on his other arm he stared down at her, searing her with a lustful glittering gaze. She arched against him in ecstasy, a sudden orgasm rushed through her in a crashing wave. A scream escaped as she crested, and she felt his teeth sink into the side of her neck. Instead of the expected pain, the bite felt wonderful, adding a keenness to her pleasure.
Still rampant, he pumped into her. Her channel fluttered around him, driving her towards yet more rapture. Lowering himself, he nipped at the tender buds of her breasts, driving her wild. Another intoxicating orgasm broke over her and she cried his name.
Withdrawing from her, she whimpered in disappointment. Rolf flipped her over onto her stomach and reentered her sheath from the rear. Her hips rose to push back and met him thrust for thrust. Orgasm after orgasm rolled through her until his punishing onslaught rode her into exhaustion and ultimately submission.
Selene slumped motionless beneath him, both satiated and content for him to ride her.
At the point of ejaculation, Rolf howled so loudly she started. Lowering his head, he bit her shoulder. Not hard enough to break the skin, but a long bite which culminated into him intensely sucking on her tender flesh which caused her to writhe. Instinct told her he was showing her— nay, telling her, that she belonged to him. Contented in the knowledge she was his, her eyelids fluttered closed, and she drifted into a deep sleep.
ChapterSeven
Waking with Rolf’s arms wrapped around her, Selene lay in a languorous stupor. Questions nudged the edge of her consciousness, forcing their way through the delightful aftermath of her claiming.
“I can hear you thinking.”
“I have so many questions, Rolf.”
“I’m not surprised, and I will try to answer them all honestly, but first I want to kiss you.”
She turned to him and placed her palm against his cheek. The skin rough, as her thumb swept back and forth enjoying the scrape where his stubble was growing through.
“I have to shave twice a day. A disadvantage of being a lycanthrope.”
“You don’t need to shave on my account.”
He smiled, leaned in and slanted his mouth over hers. Unlike before, this kiss was gentle, loving, poignant. Inexplicitly, tears formed in her eyes. With a final graze of his lips, he withdrew.
“I love you,” he said gruffly.
