Page 16 of Rescued By Her Guardian

His voice was low and rough.

She whimpered in his hold.

“Keep your eyes on me, beautiful.”

She gazed at him, mesmerized by the amber of his cat.

He added a third finger and moved them faster. She could hear how wet she was, and knew she was flying close to the edge.

His thumb pressed to her clit and she tensed, curling her toes and gasping out a moan.

He lowered his head and scraped his sharp fangs lightly against her skin.

Her body exploded and she cried out his name.

In a heartbeat he was in her, fucking her through her climax that had shattered her from the inside out. His face was in the crook of her neck, his lips on her skin.

She knew shifters marked their mates with their fangs during sex, and she suddenly wanted that. Now that he’d let go of her hands, she wrapped her arms around him and sank her fingernails into his back. Meeting his thrusts, she arched her hips as heat spread through her.

She whispered his name in between moans as they moved together like they’d fucked a hundred times before instead of this first glorious time.

He hit a spot in her that made her see stars and she dug her fingers into his skin and cried out. Heat spiraled and coiled in her.

Sharp pain hit her neck just as she crested the second plateau of pleasure and she dragged her nails down his back as she came, her voice cracking as she shouted his name.

He lifted his head and let out the call of his cat, a joyous sound of claiming that she instinctively knew meant they were bound together as mates.

It was the best feeling in the world.

She locked her ankles behind his back and smiled as he gazed down at her with a half-drunk, half-in-love look.

“Stay in me for a moment, I don’t want this to end,” she whispered, her voice rough from screaming her pleasure to the sky.

He nuzzled her throat. “Coming to Northernmost was the best idea I’ve ever had, sweet mate. You’re mine forever now. Can you feel that we’re connected?”

She heard his cat’s purr and felt an answering hum from her magic.

Yes, they were connected. Marked mates that had found each other even though they’d been so very far apart.

Fate was amazing.

“I can feel it,” she said, brushing his bottom lip with her thumb. She tilted her face to his for a kiss. “It’s amazing.”

“You’re amazing. Every sexy inch of you.”

She grinned. “Careful, compliments like that will get you another round.”

He rolled to his back and carried her with him. “Sexy female. Don’t threaten me with a good time.”

She laughed as their lips met and the second round started. Slower this time but just as powerful and just as amazing. She couldn’t wait to see what round three brought.

Knox and Ivy meandered into the kitchen after midnight since they’d made love through dinner and then some, before dozing off and both waking to rumbling stomachs.

He’d donned his jeans and she’d put on a long shirt and nothing else, which he loved. And he also loved that she’d pulled her pretty blonde and pink-tipped hair into a ponytail so he could see the healed mark on her neck.

He rested his hand on her neck and grazed the mark with his thumb, which made her shiver.

“I like it,” she said. She leaned over and kissed him. “It makes me feel really connected to you.”

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