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She trembled, her lips parted, eyes glassy with arousal. He’d barely touched her, and here she was, nipples hard, her fingers gripping the sheet, the fragrance of her desire heavy in the air.
Perfect. She was utterly perfect.
Leaning down, he licked first one nipple, then the other, eliciting a gasped moan from her.
“I can smell your lust,” he murmured against her skin. “Do you know how fucking hot that is?”
Her fingers combed through his hair, gripped him firmly as he lightly bit her nipple—making sure not to draw blood. No, that pleasure, he’d truly keep for when he slid home inside her tight heat.
He moved his hand down, over her close-cropped curls atop her mons, wanting to see how wet she was. His fingers slipped through her juices, slick and hot.
“Fuck,” he groaned, all thoughts momentarily disabled by the feel of her.
Hazel lifted her hips and ground against his touch. “Yes, please.”
Well, then.
Without further delay, he gripped her thigh, opened her wide, and settled between her legs. He slid his cock over her intimate flesh, coating himself in her juices until she writhed against him, her fingers curling into his biceps.
He kissed her, hard, with an edge of raw passion, and then he trailed his mouth down her jaw to the curve of her throat. Licking once over her ticking pulse, he then sucked on it just as his cock breached her slick entrance.
Saliva pooling in his mouth, he sank his fangs into her vein at the same moment he thrust home.
Hazel cried out and gripped him tightly. Her inner muscles clenched around him as her blood hit his tongue, the combined sensation of feeling his cock buried deep inside her and tasting her essence, freely given, almost making him come right then and there.
Fucking embarrassing, that would be.
He kept himself from spilling inside her by sheer desperate force of will, but he had to wait a good long moment without moving to achieve that.
Withdrawing and thrusting back in again, he sucked a little more of her blood, just enough to make sure the bond would form. He licked over the puncture wounds, hoping his saliva would heal her at least a bit.
Or maybe not.
He quite liked the idea that she’d walk around with a visible sign of his claim for a while.
On the heels of that territorial thought came a wave of primal instincts. His thrusts turned harder, faster, his hand holding her hips in place as he pounded into her with the single-minded intention of imprinting his scent, his essence, onto every cell of her body.
Her breathy moans only spurred him on. Her legs clutched his hips, and her heels dug into his ass while he rode her hard. When he felt pressure tighten his balls, he grabbed the last bit of rational thought in his brain and pulled out.
Before she could protest, he flipped them both over, holding her by her waist above his hips. Breath heavy, he stared at her for a moment, at the fucking sexy curve of her generous breasts.
Damn if he didn’t want to see them bounce while she rode him.
His cock twitched eagerly, and he positioned her just so, ready to let her slide down.
His eyes met hers. “I’m gonna give you my blood now, love. When you drink it, the mate bond will snap into place. I want to watch you ride me when it does. I want to see you come apart with my blood on your lips and my cock deep inside you.”
She sucked in a breath and nodded.
Taking one hand off her hips and letting her balance on her knees, he brought his wrist to his mouth and bit into it. Sharp pain shot up his arm, but it was merely a blip on his radar compared to the lust still throbbing in his veins, the primal need driving him.
She leaned forward and met his offered wrist halfway, one hand on his chest, the other grasping his forearm. Her tongue snaked out to taste his blood just as she sank down on his cock, and then she sucked.
Bliss. Pure, thrilling bliss.
She moaned against his wrist as she drank deeply, as she moved her hips up and down. With his free hand, he cupped her breast, rubbing his thumb over her nipple.
The mating bond snapped taut and strong between them, a magical connection of hearts, of souls, threaded with such love. It blazed through him, filled his every cell, filled all the hollow, aching places inside him.
