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“Fuck, that’s hot,” I breathed, transfixed on the spot where we were connected.

“Little One,” he growled, the rumble in his chest making all my bones vibrate, “the things you do to me … The things Iwantto do to you …”

My belly did a little flip, and I met his gaze. “What do you want to do to me, Pooh Bear? Tell me.”

Something savage flickered behind his gaze for a moment, then it was gone. I should have been terrified, but I wasn’t. I was intrigued. I was turned on. I was hypnotized by the unadulterated obsession in his eyes as he watched, and I watched him.

I dropped down another inch, moaning from the stretch, the feel of him filling me, leaving no nerve untouched. My eyes kept closing involuntarily, andI had to keep opening them to focus, to watch him disappear another inch, sink deeper into my body. I squeezed him, prompting a low, surly growl to rumble through his chest and vibrate into me.

Only a couple more inches now.

His nostrils flared like a bull’s, and his chest heaved as he struggled to restrain himself. A small smile tipped my mouth up. He wanted to go feral on me, but he was being slow and patient—for me.

I dropped another inch and I could see his resolve beginning to crumble. His fingers dug hard into my hip bones, but I welcomed that bite of pain.

“Let’s do the last inch together,” I whispered, smiling when his eyes flicked up to mine. “Ready?”

Jutting out his jaw, he gripped my hipbone even harder, and I released the base of his shaft with my hand. At the same time, he lifted his hips, and I dropped down until we were finally, truly connected. Not even air could find space between us now.

“Little One,” he groaned as I squeezed my muscles around him. He flexed his cock inside of me and I did a little hip shimmy.

“What do you want to do to me?” I asked again. “Tell me. I want to know.” Biting my bottom lip again, I pressed my hands into his chest and slowly started to lift and drop, taking him almost all the way out to the tip, only to languidly drop back down until he was all the way inside again, tightening my muscles with each drop. I lifted up again, but hovered, swirling my hips in circles, but just around the crown. “Tell me.”

“Baby … I want every piece of you. I want to bite you, lick you, taste you—everywhere. Fill you up with my seed, and when there’s no room left inside, cover you with it. So no man ever questions who the fuck you belong to. I want you on your knees with your ass in the air so I can bite it, lick it, fuck it. I want an entire day of just us in bed where you do nothing but sit on my face. I want to fuck your throat so goddamn deep tears fall down your cheeks, and when I blow my load down your throat, you smile up at me as you wipe your lips. I want to go feral on you. Fuck you under the stars until you pass out, then wake up and demand more.”

My pussy dripped. My arousal seeped down the length of his cock as his gritted-out words made me tremble with need. All I could do was stare at him, slack-jawed and trembling with need.

He kneaded my hips with his strong fingers. “We have a lifetime. Tonight, I just want to be with my mate. To finally sink inside her, where I belong, and feel her come undone around me. To taste her honey every hour until morning and fall asleep with her in my arms.”

Swallowing, I shuddered. “Zandren …”

“You’re it for me, Omaera. My one and only. My everything.”

Tears pricked the back of my eyes, and my throat grew hard and tight.

He released my hip and cupped my jaw as I rocked against him, his lower belly grazing my clit until I saw stars. I blinked open my eyes, and he smiled. “No tears, Little One. You’re safe here.”

“These are tears of joy,” I said with a huff of a laugh. “Of … happiness.”

Nodding, he smiled and shifted his hand until his thumb stroked my lower lip. My breath hitched and my teeth parted. He fed his thumb into my mouth, and I swirled my tongue around it as my rocking rhythm began to grow erratic the closer I got to release. His other hand left my hip and snaked around behind me. He dipped one finger low, gathering arousal from my pussy, then sliding it up my crease.

“You going to let me take you here one day?” he asked, pressing gently against my hole. “The Fates will help.” His cheeky smile only made me burn hotter for him. I pushed out with my muscles and he slid in effortlessly.

“I want you everywhere,” I panted, still riding him. “I want your mark, Zandren. I want the world to know who I belong to.”

“Don’t need a mark for the world to know, Little One.” His finger moved slowly in and out of my ass. I dug my nails into his chest where I had them there for balance, and he let out a grunt. “But it’d be a turn on every day to see you with my bite mark. To know you were strong enough to take it because you love me.”

“Please,” I whimpered, doing everything I could to hold off my climax.

With a nod and a growl, he surged up, his ab muscles contracting. Withoutallowing us to come apart, he withdrew his thumb from my mouth and used that hand to help push us toward the headboard of the bed until he was sitting upright. I used the wrought iron headboard for leverage now, lifting and dropping, and doing a little hip tilt at the bottom to give my clit that extra bit of attention. His finger in my ass kept going, and I ached to finally give in, to have us both come undone at the same time, sealing our bond as mates for eternity.

Pulling back a little, I met his gaze. Nothing but absolute, unfettered obsession stared back at me. I lifted up again, bringing my breasts to his mouth level. He latched on to a nipple and sucked. I threw my head back and reveled in the way the harshness of his suck just sent zaps of pleasure straight between my legs. He moved over to the other nipple and did the same thing, his finger behind me never stopping, just as my hip lifts continued.

“You’re close,” he murmured, swiping his tongue across my nipple. “Let go, Little One. I’ll catch you.”

“I … I want to come together.”

“We will. Don’t worry.”

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