“What are you thinking, Izobelle?” His fingers traced along my spine in a gentle, massaging dance, and his eyes were a brilliant green that almost seemed to glow through the darkness. “You’ve got a determined, almost deadly face.”
I chuckled. “I was just realizing that you’re mine, and I have no intention of sharing. If anyone tries to claim you or take you from me, I’ll probably kill them.” I propped my hands under my chin, looking at him with a smirk. “You don’t have any problem with that, do you?”
Levi shook his head, his grin growing wider. “I feel quite the same way.” His fingers slid around to where the bite mark was on my breast, and I groaned, feeling a new rush of need between my thighs. “I’m all yours, mate.”
His fingers kept brushing over the spot he bit me, making me react almost as much as if his hand was on my pussy and those fingertips were teasing my clit.
“What the fuck are you doing to me, Levi?” I sat up, practically in position to take him inside me again.
Clearly, I wasn’t the only one aroused.
“I’d always heard that a mate’s mark could enhance arousal, that even a gentle touch could leave you dripping wet. I wanted to test out the accuracy of that statement.” He grinned, like a cocky asshole. “Tell me, mate, is the desire you have for my cock stronger now that we’re mated?”
Rolling my eyes, I’m tempted to grab my clothes and leave him hard up and all alone. But that would leave us both in need, and I wasn’t looking to torture myself in the process. “You know I’m wet. I’m sure you can feel it dripping all over your thighs.”
With one swift movement, he shifted us around, so that he was sitting up again, and my back was pressed against his chest. My thighs were spread wide over his legs, and as he guided the tip of that incredible dick of his back inside me, his hands came up to my breasts, one right over the bite mark, making us both moan as I sunk down his length.
By the time the sun started rising on the horizon, I was exhausted, and I was pretty sure we’d ruined the car’s upholstery with how many times we came.
Eventually, he took a few minutes to lay down all the seats and spread out some blankets, even tossing a couple pillows into the back, before he pulled me in close, holding me tight to his chest, a look of blissed out happiness on his face.
I couldn’t really blame him on that one.
The imprint of my teeth had faded from his skin, and I resolved silently as we both drifted off to sleep that I would claim him again, as soon as I was a dragon, and I could leave a mark of my own.
If he could use my mark to torture me sexually, then I was going to make damned sure I could do the same.
* * *
I wokeup to a rumbling in my stomach that I just couldn’t ignore any longer.
Levi was still asleep, one hand possessively covering my pussy, the other curled around my breast, and his cock was hard against my ass.
I was beginning to think the man was always going to be hard around me.
Not that I was complaining, exactly, but hunger was taking precedence over more sex with my mate.
It was still hard to wrap my head around the fact that he was my mate. That he really was all mine.
“Mmm, I can sense your mind at work, Izobelle. Is it time to wake up already?” Levi’s hands pulled me in tighter, making the stubble on his face rub against my back. “Here, I was hoping to wake you up slowly.”
I rolled over in his arms, kissing him softly. “As much as I love it when you can’t keep your big hands off me, I need food. Someone made me burn a hell of a lot more calories last night than I’m used to.”
“Food. Right.” He shifted, all his hard lines rubbing against me. “Any idea where we left clothes last night?”
“I grabbed them before you folded the seats down on top of them. They should be in the front.” I clutched the blanket to my chest as I sat up. “You better hope no one sees us here like this. I don’t need the whole state knowing just how insatiable I am for you.”
He laughed, sitting up without any regard for the fact that his cock was hard and completely on display.
I could hardly believe he was all mine. He looked too much like an ancient god, or some kind of powerful warrior from centuries past, sculpted and completely lickable.
“I can feel you staring, mate. If you want a taste this morning, I promise I’ll repay the favor.”
Rolling my eyes, I grabbed my clothes out of the front seat and started pulling them into place, forgoing the bra for now. “Just because you can’t seem to get enough of me doesn’t mean I don’t have some self-control.”
Maybe very little, but I was going to try, damn it.
“I would’ve thought I did, but it seems that when it comes to you, all bets are off.” He shrugged as he grabbed his jeans and his t-shirt. “If you’re not going to help me out, I’m going to step out, try to get this under control before I have to drive again.” He pulled his jeans on, leaving them undone so that his cock could hang out, and then gestured at the front seat. “There’s a pistol and a few knives in the glove box, if anyone comes along that you can’t get to leave.”