Page 116 of Just One Bite
She gasps as I curl my fingers to strum inside her.
“Yeah? Tell me about the dream,” I ask, knowing she can’t talk while she’s coming apart on my fingers.
She doesn’t understand the obsession. How I’m already thinking of how every drop of me inside her is going to make her smell like me. She has my mark and now …
She’s gasping when I pull out.
“You were in my bed, and you’d come every night to—” She catches her breath. “To strip me, and we would … have sex. It felt so good—”
I can’t go another second without being inside of her. My boxers are off before I pull the blankets on top of us so she’s warm and comfortable.
“Was it like this?”
“Yes. Exactly like this.”
My fingers graze her cheek. “I need you to know something … if we do this, I’m not going to let anyone else have you, even if we reject the bond. I know that makes me an asshole, but I don’t care. I need you to know how seriously I take this.”
Even just once with Olivia will ruin me. Because she isthegirl. I couldn’t keep myself from her if I wanted to. Even if she married, I’d still be here watching her live her life and silently waiting for the day she comes back to me. And I think I could let her if we never have sex and connect like this, but I won’t be able to afterward. I won’t be able to see her with someone else without making it everyone’s problem. It might even tear us apart, make it to where we couldn’t go back to being friends, and I can’t live without her.
“I don’t want anyone else,” she says.
“No. If you want another man to ever touch you like this, tell me right now. Because I’m not joking. If you’ve ever had any hopes of meeting another man when you’re older or dating your dancing partner—”
“I only want you. I mean it.”
That sentence is all I’ve ever wanted. I take in that last second. One final moment before we can’t go back. The warmth of her skin and the smell of calm in her scent.
“You’re so beautiful.” I graze her bottom lip with my thumb and push into her, inch by inch. I kiss her forehead. Then her cheek. “You’re mine.”
The world stops when I’m completely inside her. I’m so scared of hurting her I can’t let myself fully experience the pleasure of it yet.
“Feel, okay?”
She nods. “Parker …”
“Yeah, baby?” Our noses are touching.
“I love you.”
I was right. Being inside Olivia is the greatest fucking moment of my life.
I thrust into her slowly. “I love you too.”
Another thrust. “So.”
Then another. “Fucking.”
And another. “Much.”
Nothing too hard, I’ll know if I’ve hurt her because of the bond. There’s only the swelling pleasure as she opens up further and further. She needs to feel this love and remember it, whether she chooses to bond with me or not, because she deserves it.
I’m so lost in her. Her pleasure runs through me as something tight builds inside me the more I grind into her. This is otherworldly pleasure. It’s got to be our linked mate bond.
“Parker it’ssomuch.”
“I know.” I soothe her, with my lips at her ear. “But I’m made for you, baby. You can take it.”
I nudge her knee open, and she gasps as I fill her deeper. This is how it should be.
