Page 56 of The Alpha and His Enemy Wolf
When he was fully buried inside her, he tangled his fingers into her hair and stared into her eyes. “And you’re mine.”
His eyes gleamed with golden, feral hunger, captivating her.
“Yours,” she agreed and clutched him.
He pulled partway out of her body, and then she grasped him with greedy hands, guiding him back inside.
“I’m not going anywhere,” he promised in a husky growl.
He rocked in and out of her, each thrust deeper and faster than the last. She wrapped her legs around him, clutching on to him as he bucked his hips forward. She arched beneath him, responding to the insatiable demand as each thrust grew wilder and more intense.
Her fangs protruded, itching to pierce the flesh of her mate. The tips of his fangs emerged from between his lips, reflecting her wild desire.
“Tonight,” he declared. “Tonight we become true mates.”
“Yesss,” she agreed.
“You first, my love.”
That invitation sent thrilling anticipation pulsing through her veins, culminating with greater awareness in her core. She held his body to hers and then sank her teeth into the meaty flesh between his neck and shoulder. He roared out in ecstasy. His blood coated her tongue, and she lapped the sweet honey. Her senses overloaded with pleasure, as if she were drugged with vivid sensation. The magic of their mating enchanted her, lulling her with unprecedented pleasure.
When Mila pulled her fangs out what seemed like an eon later, something felt different. She felt changed somehow—more alive than ever before—and deeply and unconditionally in love with Rafe.
“I love you,” she whispered.
Rafe stared into her eyes, captivating her with his intense gaze. “I love you too, Mila.”
He opened his mouth and exposed his fangs. When the tips pierced the flesh near her shoulder she cried out. A feverish shudder rippled through her. The most forceful orgasm of her life rolled through her body, gaining intensity like an avalanche.
The night they mated would be one she’d never forget.
Rafe
Oh, sweet fuck. Rafe sensed the mating bite would be epic, but he never expected it to feel quite like this. He pumped into her as she pulsed around him and her tangy blood coated his tongue, the flavor a sensory explosion that left him spellbound.
He never wanted this moment to end, yet could barely hold on before exploding into the ether with her.
It was too much. She felt too good. He was enraptured by the potent magic that surrounded them, bonding them as mates. Blood and magic surged through his veins and the pressure coiled in his cock. He erupted in a climax that seemed to never end.
His body had to be a thousand degrees when he finally lowered it on top of hers, which was as hot and slick as his own. They breathed hard and their hearts pumped against each other like wild stallions galloping across a field.
Dazed by the magic that continued to bind them together, he couldn’t speak. He’d never felt so connected to another before. Although their bodies were still joined, he was aware of her on a much deeper level.
When his senses slowly came to him, he pulled himself up and glanced at her face. “That was epic.”
“Absolutely,” she agreed. “My body feels so strange—but in a good way.”
“Right.” He pulled out of her and lay beside her. “Satiated and mated,” he added with a wry grin.
She laughed. “Exactly.”
He ran his fingers over her arm in lazy circles.
“I feel like a new woman,” she said. “Ready to start the next stage of my life.”
He stared into her beautiful eyes. “With your new mate?”
She beamed. “Yes.”
