I managed a breathless “Yes?” before her mouth was on mine again, silencing any coherent thought. The taste of her, the feel of her, it was all-consuming. My world shrunk to the space between us. Even then, there wasn’t much of that left, given how close we were. I could feel her heartbeat against mine, a rapid, shared rhythm that echoed the intensity of our connection.
Suddenly, Quinn pulled back, her lips leaving mine, and the abruptness of it left me gasping. I opened my eyes, ready to ask why she’d stopped, but the words caught in my throat when I saw her.
Her cheeks were flushed and rosy. Her pupils were blown to where I couldn’t see the golden honey I was sure her eyes were at the moment. Still, they were dark, intense, filled with something I couldn’t quite place. Quinn let go of my wrists to cup my face, her thumb brushing my cheek. She stared at me.
“Byrd?” Quinn began again. Her voice was a whisper now, but it still had the same effect.
My heart pounded even harder, a mixture of curiosity and anticipation coursing through me. “Yes?” I breathed again, barely able to form the word.
Quinn’s eyes searched mine, her expression softening slightly. “I want your bite.”
“What did you just say?” My dragon perked up at the words.
“I want you to bite me. I want to cement the mating bond with you.” Her voice was steady despite the vulnerability in her gaze.
My jaw dropped. Time seemed to pause for a moment, the weight of her request settling over me. A mating bond was no joke. It wasn’t just a symbol of love. It was a commitment, a promise of forever. It was serious even for regular mates, butfor fated mates? My mind raced, but my heart knew the answer before I even spoke. “Q-Quinn?—”
“After everything that’s happened, I know it’s a wild ask. I also know how serious it is. But I love you, and I think we are fated mates. I know it, have known it for a while. I think you know it, too. I want to be yours completely, in every single way. I want forever with you.” The sincerity in her eyes, the depth of her love—it took my breath away.
“Are you sure?” I asked, my voice trembling with emotion.
Quinn’s gentleness burned off in favor of her smolder. “Now, what did I say about questioning me,pequeña hechicera?”
Before I could even open my mouth to respond, Quinn kissed me again, somehow hotter and more fervently than before. She swallowed my squeal as she effortlessly lifted me up and stood. I wrapped my legs and arms around her. She carried me through the living room, the hallway, and into my room.
When we reached my door, Quinn kicked it open with a force that sent it slamming against the wall. Din-Din, who had been lounging on the bed, bolted and darted out of the room with a tiny gallop.
“Honestly, it’s for the best,” Quinn murmured against my ear. “I would hate for her to interrupt this.”
I barely had time to nod before Quinn tossed me onto my bed. Her strength and assertiveness sent a thrill through me. I looked up at her, breathless and eager for what was coming. She loomed over me, all muscles and height and beauty. Quinn’s presence filled the spacious room, making me feel both vulnerable and incredibly safe at the same time.
Quinn closed the door behind her with a swift motion. The click of the latch was final, a sound promising no interruptions, no distractions—just us.
I wouldn’t want it any other way.
Quinn sauntered over, taking her time. Her eyes roamed over me as if she was trying to decide where to begin with me. I hungrily watched as her long legs carried her to me. My pulse quickened with each step.
When she reached me, she kissed me on the lips, slowly, meticulously, lovingly. It was so careful and sweet, yet sohot. She maintained that same energy as she kissed her way down. Her lips caressed my cheek, my jaw, down my neck, my shoulder, and then my ample cleavage.
She pulled my cropped sweater over my head to reveal my lacy nude strapless bra. Quinn teased my nipples through my bra with her fingers, a rush of heat flowing through me. My eyelids fluttered closed, and moans escaped my slightly parted lips. Soon, Quinn unclipped my bra to free my boobs. She kissed each nipple, lovingly licking and nipping at them before continuing her way down.
She bit lightly on my curves and rolls before kissing the bite away. Once she reached the waistband of my jeans, Quinn stood to take off my boots and socks. Then she took off my jeans and lacy thong in one swift motion. She tossed my clothes in a corner away from the bed.
And there was her mouth again on me, kissing each of my tattoos on my arms, chest, and legs like they were a map leading her to my pleasure. She took a step back to look down at me and take me all in. The cool air against my heated skin was a stark contrast, making me shiver, but her hot gaze on me was more than enough to keep me warm. I was naked and laid bare for her.
“Mhmm,Tan jodidamente hermosa.So fucking beautiful. Your curves are so delicious, sweetness,” Quinn whispered, her voice husky and filled with reverence. “You’re mine. Every part of you.”
“Yes,” I whimpered. I was beyond ready for her. “All yours.”
Quinn’s lips curled into a wicked smile before she took my foot and leaned down. She kissed her way up my toes, the top of my foot, my ankle, my shin, my knee, the outside of my thighs, and the inside of my thighs. Her lips were still delicate and hot against my skin. Her tongue licking me, her teeth nipping, her kisses on me left me aching. I let out a throaty moan as I arched up against her. I wanted to feel more of her, needed her touch. Each touch of her on me set my skin alight.
Finally, Quinn kissed the top of my mound. Before I knew it, she used the flat of her tongue to lick from my entrance all the way up to my clit. Again, it wassoslow, but her tongue—My back arched and the moan that came out of me was so desperate, needy, and obscene I couldn’t believe it was from me.
“Oh,me gusto mucho eso, la hechicera. That is music to my ears,” Quinn said from between my legs.
Then she kissed just above my clit.
“Gods, Quinn, please!” I was so sensitive. I needed her so badly.