Page 28 of Reaper's Revenge
“You're mine, Athena. Never question it,” he purrs against my ear, his fangs dragging against my flesh as he leans in, deeply inhaling against my throat. “Say it, darling. Now.”
“Yes, I’m yours. I always will be, yours alone.” I promise and mean it with every fiber of my being.
He responds with a possessive growl and then his teeth score my flesh, his fangs sinking deep into my throat. I moan loudly, so lost in him I don’t hear anything but his pounding heart and the rush of his blood careening through his veins. Sensations I never knew existed are suddenly there, driving me over swell upon swell of pleasurable waves, so intense they’d easily drown me if I weren’t anchored to his soul so deeply.
His hand moves from my butt to my breasts, exploring each oversized, round globe. He gently squeezes them as he continues to slowly drink from my neck, savoring my blood on his tongue. The dual sensation of his mouth and his touch while being buried inside me to the hilt is too much—I cry out, loudly, as my back arches off the bed as pleasure courses through me in waves.
“That’s it,” he murmurs against my throat as he pulls away and licks at my bite mark until the bleeding slows and stops completely. “Let me watch you come again, my love.”
With his words, my body eagerly obeys, clenching around him. I can’t help but lean forward, grazing my teeth against his skin as I come apart and he puts me out of my sweet torment by offering, “Drink, darling.”
My fangs pierce his flesh, the soft slice happening in a blink with how sharp they are now. The moment his blood hits my mouth, the orgasm tears through me like a blistering lightning storm. It steals my breath away, muddies my thoughts, and disorients everything I know, except for the feeling of him inside me, anchoring me to him for eternity. The word eternity sounds so foreboding, yet with Reaper, it’s a promise I’d do anything to make happen.
“My mate,” he gasps, his metallic crimson eyes locked on me as his own pleasure hits him full force. His hips jolt with each drive, his body just as shaky as mine, when he follows me over the edge. A hoarse shout escapes him, making my insides flip with satisfaction over him being just as wrapped up in me as I am in him. His hips continue to jerk as he empties himself as deeply as he possibly can inside me.
The feeling of his warm, powerful release filling my pussy triggers aftershocks that have me whimpering and clutching at him. “That was...” I breathlessly trail off, unable to find adequate words to fill the silence.
“I’m just getting started with you, Athena,” Reaper promises. His hand moves to my jaw, sweetly caressing it before pausing to push a piece of hair out of my face. He tucks the strand behind my ear, and I swear I fall a little deeper for him, which should be impossible at the rate we’re going.
“Why do I feel this way about you?” I ask, as he shifts off to the side, but our legs remain tangled together. I can’t stop touching him, nor do I want to.
“It’s the mating bond. Our souls know they’re matched, that we’re essentially one in two bodies, so it changes things. We won’t love like humans do; it’ll be much deeper.”
He pauses to kiss me before finishing, “We won’t need to take the customary time others require when establishing a relationship. Our hearts already know where we belong, and it’s with each other. Our love will be fiercely intense, to the point I would die for you in a heartbeat if the time ever came. If, God forbid, but something was to happen to you, I wouldn’t be able to continue living without you.”
“But I thought that we’re immortal?”
He nods, “We are, but the mating bond is unlike anything in existence. Our love will be so true and pure, I wouldn’t be able to survive without you in my life. Think of a human falling hopelessly in love,” he directs.
I nod, remaining quiet so he keeps talking.
“Well, times their love by a hundred and you’ve scratched the surface of a true mate’s bond. Our tether, we were fated…”
A shiver of anticipation runs through me. The night is still young, and the hunger in his eyes grows increasingly abundant with the more we talk about being each other’s mate. His expression tells me he’s not joking about his earlier claim, that he’s far from finished with me. The thought of feeling him inside me, filling me all over again, has my stomach flipping with excitement.
He shifts to lying on his back, taking me with him, our legs and bodies still joined in whatever way we can comfortably manage in the moment as we catch our collective breaths and recharge for another round. He immediately grabs for me, obviously deciding there isn’t enough of me on him or vice versa for his liking. He pulls me against his chest, my head lying on his peck directly over his heart. The steady beat thumps rhythmically under my ear, and if I weren’t so keyed up for him, I’d swear it’d put me to sleep.
“I could stay like this forever,” I confess in a whisper. I’m not sure if it’s the right thing to say or not, but I can’t help myself making the admission.
“I’m not going anywhere,” he promises, and presses a tender kiss to the top of my head.
His fingertips trace lazy patterns on my back, and while I can’t exactly make them out, I swear it feels like he writes his name in cursive and draws hearts and diamonds all around his name. It has me bursting out in laughter. He’s like a love-sick teenager, and I’m loving every moment of it. I’d have never imagined he could be so tender when I’d first come across him with his motorcycle club. He’d been imposing, dark, grouchy, and every beat of an Alpha.
“This is exactly where I want to be,” he murmurs after a beat.
I nuzzle up against him, breathing in his scent, the one that drives me wild for him. Everything about him was made to draw me in, to fall hopelessly in love. In this moment, wrapped safely in his arms with our bodies still pressed together, I feel a sense of peace I’ve never known before.
Epilogue
Reaper
“What are you doing?” she asks, hand on her hip as it’s cocked out a touch, showing me a hint of the attitude I’ve come to expect from her.
“Getting dressed. We’ll stop by your place on the way, so you can too.” I offer, though most of her stuff has now taken over my place at the club.
We were going to start staying at her house for the added privacy, but when we really got to working everything out, it didn’t fit into our plans how we wanted. First things first, we need the place to be blacked out for the most part to protect us from the midday sun. We need supplies in case we can’t leave for whatever reason, and then there was the looming fact of me not being at the club when who knows what hits the fan. I’m the vice president; my place is not only with Athena, but also at Bones’ side. Needless to say, Athena has slept in my bed every night since everything went down with Veronica, and I don’t plan on letting her out of it any time soon.
“Okay, a little presumptuous, but I’ll bite.”
