Page 16 of Beautiful Heart

Gazing across the room at Livingston, she wondered why he was sitting so far away. He looked unsettled, as if he were waiting for her to run screaming into the night and disappear.

She supposed that was an appropriate concern given that she had been attacked, nearly died, and been unconscious for the past three days. He didn’t know that she had made up her mind to agree to become his mate before she’d ever left her apartment on that fateful night.

“I don’t have any questions,” she finally said softly.

“You don’t have any questions?”

Gerri thought another moment before shaking her head. “Nope. I was going to tell you that when we met at Mystic’s that night. I had decided it didn’t matter if you were human, or vampire, or the king of Skarsgar. I want you in my life. I’ve reached the age where sex, love, or just having someone to cuddle on the couch with is not something to be ignored. That person is to be celebrated. And whatever this is I’m feeling definitely needs a party.”

“A party, eh?”

After several more swallows of her hot chocolate, Gerri set her mug down and rose from the couch. She stepped around the coffee table and slowly crossed the space between them.

As she did, she untied the cloth belt on the robe she had found hanging on the bathroom door. Once it fell apart, she allowed the two sides of the robe to part before shrugging and allowing it to fall off her shoulders, leaving her naked.

Watching as his eyes scanned down her body and back up, she slowly took the last steps that separated them. Then she climbed onto the chair with him so she was straddling his lap.

“Yes, a party. A hot, sweaty, sexy party for two,” she said as she began to unbutton his shirt.

“Mmmm, sounds like a party I’d like to attend,” Livingston said as his hands cupped her hips then ran up and down her sides and then to her thighs.

It was as if he needed to touch all of her, which she didn’t mind. She wanted to touch all of him, too. But first she needed to get him out of his clothes.

Once she had his shirt open, she leaned in and brushed her breasts against his chest, causing them both to suck a sharp breath. Dropping her forehead to his shoulders, she snuggled closer, frowning when her gums began to hurt. A moment later, she felt her canine teeth lengthen.

As she nuzzled the area where his shoulder and neck came together, she worked his belt open, then started on his trousers. She worked by feel, not stopping until she had the zipper down and wrapped her hand around his cock.

“I’m not moving too fast for you, am I?” she asked as she licked the same spot she had just been sniffing.

“Oh, no,” Livingston moaned as he lifted his hips and shoved his pants down to his thighs. “Not too fast at all, sweet mate of mine.”

Gerri smiled, feeling her extended canines pressing against her lower lip. “Good.”

Gerri shifted back just enough she could reach Livingston’s long, thick cock. Wrapping her hands around it, she gave it a couple of strokes, earning deliciously aroused sounds from her mate.

Lifting up, she knee-walked closer again until she could fit the head of his cock against the wet opening of her pussy. Wriggling slightly, she lowered herself over his impressive length until she had taken him into her body to the root. Her desire for the man had grown with each millimeter.

Wrapping her arms around his shoulders, she sat still, fighting an intense and growing need to fuck herself hard and fast on his cock.

“Princess?”

“Shhh, I’m trying to calm down a little,” she said as she licked at his shoulder again and again.

“Why?” Livingston sounded amused as he wrapped his large hands around her hips and began to lift and lower her on his cock.

“Why?” she echoed, pulling back so she could look into his eyes.

“Yes, why? I want you just as much. And from what I know of others’ matings, the first few times are fast and hard and driven by blind need. So, let yourself go and have at me.”

“But won’t I hurt you? Will you still want to keep me if I need to be in charge?”

Livingston chuckled as he continued lifting and lowering her on his cock. “Princess, I am the prince of the coven. An alpha male of highest order. You may start the play, but I’m pretty sure that at some point you’ll submit and I’ll take over. But for this moment, I’m more than happy that you got things started. Honestly, I was having a hard time being in the same room with you without claiming you. So thank you for getting naked and coming on to me.”

“Really?” Gerri asked as she began to ride Livingston’s cock faster and faster with each stroke.

“Really. Now ride me, my mate. Make me yours.”

With that gently toned order, Gerri’s focus turned on pleasuring them both. Silence descended over the room, except for moans and groans and wet slaps of flesh against flesh.

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