Page 97 of Soul Bound

She turns to me and beams. “I can’t wait to live here.” She stands up on her tippy toes and I lean down to meet her since she’s just not quite tall enough. “And I can’t wait to spend forever with you.” She takes the plans from me and carefully lays them on the ground.

“And forever starts now,” I growl before I close the distance between us and kiss her. I can’t wait any longer,I need her.

Winslow moans and I take advantage of the access, slipping my tongue inside her mouth. Her hands travel up my chest, gripping the fabric of my black knitted sweater in her hands. As our mouths work together, I walk us backward until we are in the middle of the bed of blankets that I had set up for us.

I try hard to bring us down on top of them gracefully, but we end up fumbling. Somehow, I end up on my back, and Winslow lands on my chest. Our mouths break apart so we can laugh at our clumsiness. Winslow rights herself, throwing her leg over my hip so she’s straddling my waist. She looks down at me coyly before she reaches for the hem of her lace dress. She keeps eye contact with me the whole time she pulls the dress over her head.

Lust runs through my veins at the sight of all her soft creamy skin. Blood instantly shoots to my cock, hardening beneath her. Being the little minx, she is, she starts to circle her ass against it, making me hiss out a curse. I fly into a sitting position, so we are eye level again. I grip her hair in my hands roughly and pull her face back to mine. I ravish her mouth while my other hand travels to her back so I can unhook the bra I need badly gone. I flick the clasp undone and she quickly shimmies out of the garment. She tosses it off to the side.

Her hand returns to me. Starting at my shoulders, she smooths her palms over me until she reaches the hem of my sweater. She breaks away from my mouth so she can pull the shirt over my head. She returns to me, but not to my mouth. She leaves a trail of hot kisses from my jaw, down my neck, and then down my sternum. She pauses at the bullet wound and presses a sweet kiss there.

My heart beats wildly in my chest at the feel of her mouth on me but also because it’s so full of love for this girl. I can’t even imagine how I lived my life without her for so long.

She travels back up to the juncture of my neck and shoulder and her hot tongue swipes across the sensitive flesh there. “I still can’t believe I have to bite you,” she says, her voice husky.

“It’s how we complete the bond, we have to bite each other there, leaving a permanent mark. It’s so other shifters know we’re unavailable. It’s also so we each take in a bit of each other’s blood, by doing that it binds us together. Permanently.” This is all so normal to me, but I can understand how someone who was raised human would find it concerning. “I promise it only hurts for a second, and then I hear it’s quite pleasurable.” I lean down and lick the spot on her neck where I’m going to bite.

“I’m not worried about you hurting me.” She shakes her head. “I’m worried I’m going to hurt you. I don’t have fangs like you, it’ll hurt more because of that.”

I kiss her jaw and then her mouth. “You could never hurt me,” I promise her.

I don’t give her time to argue. Without giving her a warning, I turn us so I’m hovering over her and her back is pressed into the soft blankets under us. I lean down and nip at her swollen bottom lip before I travel down her body to take one of her aroused nipples into my mouth.

She arches into my touch, pressing her chest harder against me. I nibble and suck each peak, savoring the sounds she makes as I do. She grows needier and needier after a little while and reaches down between us and undoes my pants. She shoves them as far down my hips as she can reach, and I have to pull them the rest of the way off.

Her small hand finds my swollen length and she runs her palm over me a couple of times, instantly sending jolts of electricity down my spine. I groan at her touch, my hips jerking forward into it. When her thumb brushes across the sensitive tip, I almost lose it right then and there.

I don’t know if it’s the knowledge of our impending mating, but every nerve ending feels one hundred times more sensitive. Every sensation is heightened. Winslow must be feeling it too because she leans up and nips at my earlobe. “Now Ranger, I want you inside menow.”

The air begins to hum with lust and power. The mating aura pulsates around her.

I take the hand that is wrapped around my cock and pin it above her head, I look at her face to make sure she’s okay, knowing she doesn’t like to be held down, but I only find lust burning in her eyes—no fear. My free hand slips between her legs and I groan in approval when I find her already wet for me. I tease her entrance with my finger, making her hips lift in anticipation.

She opens her mouth to scold me, but I silence her with my mouth. I sink my finger into her and thrust in and out. She moans against my mouth and I thrust my tongue inside to mingle with hers.

Passion and lust are so heavy in the air, it almost crackles around us. It’s been like that between us since the beginning, even when we both tried to fight the connection between us, it still sparked all around us. Like an invisible current between us.

I add another finger and rub my thumb around her clit, making her whole body shake under me. Her hands travel down my back, her blunt nails biting into my skin. She pulls away from my mouth. “I mean it, Ranger.Now,” she orders.

I don’t have to be told twice.

I shift my hips, so I’m lined up with her center and slam home in one hard thrust. We both moan in unison, our bodies rigid as we each adjust to the sensations. I let her adjust to me for a minute before I pull back. We both silently watch as I pull out of her before I slam back in, deep inside of her.

Being inside her always feels like coming home, it’s because it’s where I’ve always belonged. And now I never want to leave.

I thrust into her at a quicker pace, my wolf riding me hard to mark her, to claim her, already. My gums burn when my fangs descend, but I hold off, just for a little while longer. I release the hand I had been holding above her head so I can roughly grip her hip, my finger biting harshly into her soft flesh.

I lean down and take one of her puckered buds between my teeth, biting gently. I’m rewarded with a soft feminine moan.

I kiss my way up her chest to her neck. Her hands tangle into my hair and pull me closer to her. “Do it, Ranger,” she pants. “I want you to bite me.”

My wolf throws his head back in delight when he hears the words and my chest constricts with joy. I continue to thrust into her, her leg comes up to wrap around my hip allowing me to go even deeper inside her. I kiss the juncture of her neck and shoulder and then lick the spot I’ve chosen to mark her. She shudders against me when I do it, so I do it again, just to feel her shake beneath me.

“It’ll hurt for a second,” I promise her one last time before I sink my fangs deep into her neck. Her entire body seizes against mine and her fingers painfully grip my hair. The sound of her crying out in pain physically hurts me—I never want to be the one to cause her pain, but like I knew it would, the pain turns to pleasure, and her body relaxes and a long drawn-out moan escapes her lips. It’s the sexiest noise I have ever heard in my life.

The combination of me fucking her and my bite triggers her orgasm and she shatters beneath me. Once she’s come back down from her high, I release her. I lap at the wound that now sits on her neck, licking away any signs of blood.

“Your turn, sweetheart,” I instruct her, exposing my neck to her. She looks at me, a hint of worry crosses her face, but I place a hand on the back of her head and nudge her forward. “It’s okay,” I reassure her. The buzzing in the air intensifies, no longer is it just a dull hum. The space around us isvibrating.

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