I opened my eyes and forgot how to breathe. His desire was overwhelming and matched the fire that was building inside of me. I had never wanted him more. His fingers found the spot that made speech impossible. I ground against his hand and whimpered my need. His lips captured my nipple and I arched, offering myself to him—mind, body and soul.
“I can’t wait,” he hissed as his fangs scraped my breast, sending chills rippling over my body.
“No waiting,” I gasped and I took him in my hand. He was perfect, so hard and as smooth as silk. His hands grasped my hips in an unbreakable hold as he moved me where he wanted me.
“Put me inside you,” he muttered hoarsely. His eyes were unfocused and he was close to snapping. The power I wielded over him made me bold and fearless. I guided him to me and eased my body onto his. My breath caught and I bit down on my lip as he stretched me to accommodate his girth. It was like coming home. The slight burn was painfully addictive and my body clenched in protest.
“Relax, baby,” he whispered in my ear. “Let me in.”
I teetered on the edge between pleasure and pain which excited me like nothing else. I slowly let my body accept his. Sheer excitement took the non-stop train through me as I hissed and cried out. The fit was so very tight and so very perfect. He was going to own my body and heart in the most intimate way.
The time for slow and easy had passed and his grip on my hips tightened as he moved my body up and down the thick length of him. Pleasure jolted through me as he took my nipple in his hot mouth. I contracted around his body and he swore, explaining in graphic detail what he wanted to do to me. The blood roaring in my ears made the sound of his voice a distant noise. A fullness overwhelmed me and I rocked in a sensual rhythm that was natural and age old.
“Oh my god,” I moaned. “Too much.” The sensitivity was intense and I didn’t know how much more I could handle before I detonated.
“You’re mine,” he insisted. “Say it.”
“You’re mine too,” I shot back.
“Say it, Essie,” he demanded as he increased the speed to something that would have killed a mere human. We made love like the animals that we were. The sound of our bodies rapidly joining almost sent me over the edge.
“Mine,” he growled. “Always.”
“I’m yours,” I screamed as colors ripped across my vision and my body gripped his like a vise. “Always.” Tremors shook me violently as he continued his assault.
Hank went crazy and branded my body with his need. He threw back his head and howled as he joined me in climax.
We’d had sex many times, but it had never been like this. I’d be damned if I could remember my name, much less what year it was. I shook like a leaf as I came down from the most intense orgasm of my life. He pressed soft kisses all over my face and neck as I held on to the man I loved for dear life.
It had been more than sex…we had combined who we were and became a different entity altogether. Was this what it felt like to mate? Was he my true mate?
Shockingly a need tore through me again, but it was different. My body was useless, but my desire to be even closer to him bordered on obsession.
“What’s happening to me?” I asked. I was lightheaded and my fangs had descended. All I could focus on was the tanned beautiful skin on his neck.
“Are you ready for this?” he asked as he held me at arm’s length. “There’s no going back.”
“Wait. What?”
“Essie.” He eased me off of him and walked in all his naked glory to the other side of the room. His body was taut and the veins in his muscles strained against his skin. “Our wolves want to mate. Is your human side willing to do that?” His gaze narrowed and I knew the internal battle he fought to have pushed me away. I felt it too.
He was asking me to become his. Forever. It was a silly question and I smiled. I had always wanted that. Maybe I hadn’t been ready until this moment, but there was no doubt in my mind or heart whatsoever.
“Will you be mine—just mine?” I questioned him.
“I already am,” he replied.
“I think I wanna bite you.” I grinned and held my arms out.
“Think?”
“I know. I know I wanna bite you. Sink my teeth into you and take you off the market for the rest of your ridiculously long life.”
He was on me so fast my head spun and I shrieked with laughter as he tickled me and held me close.
“I am so in love with you I can’t see straight,” he muttered against the skin on my neck.
“Me too. How do we do this? Will it hurt?”
“Considering I’ve never done it, I can’t really answer that one. Although the stories say it causes the most intense orgasm one can have.”
“Oh my hell,” I whispered as my exhausted body miraculously came back to life. “We might die from it.”
“True, but I’m willing to go down for such a noble cause.” He grinned and my tummy did a somersault.
“On three?” I said in an unsteady voice.
He nodded. His eyes were a silver blue and I knew mine matched. My body trembled and I was surprised to note his hands were shaky. I was scared, but had never felt so sure of anything in my life.
“One. Two. Three.”
Holy Hell on a stick. He was right and then some.
It was surreal. It felt like a movie, but it was my life—my choice. Our choice. With our eyes locked our fangs dropped. My gums burned with need, but my overheated body moved in slow motion. My mind swirled with both fear and anticipation. Not knowing what to expect was as alarming as it was exhilarating. The feral look in his eyes made every nerve in my body stand on end.