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I growled. Even though he was joking, my wolf did not approve of the idea. “No. Because my mark will be right here on your neck.” I traced the spot. “That’s why I want you to be very sure.”
“I would not offend Fate by rejecting such a precious gift, but even if you were not my fated, I’d want you to mate and mark me. Please don’t keep me waiting, alpha.” He nipped at my shoulder then bit down, teeth, possibly fangs, sinking into my flesh.
“You marked me,” I muttered, shocked and nearly blind with desire. My omega marked me. He started to pull back, but I cupped the back of his head, wanting him to know I did not disapprove but not capable of more words while he pulled at the wound, taking blood before lapping it closed.
He tipped his face up to mine. “Is…was that all right? I didn’t plan…didn’t know…”
“My fierce omega.” Taking his lips, I thrust my tongue between them in foreshadowing of what we would be doing in seconds. Grasping his hips, I moved him under me and pressed his knees to his chest, managing to keep kissing him to that point. His slick coated my questing fingers, assuring me there was no need to wait, so I positioned my cock at his hole and, finally releasing his lips, drove inside.
He gasped, grabbing for my shoulders, and clung to me. “I’m…alpha, yes!” His cry surprised me but not as much as the spurts of cum splashing my lower abdomen. He was cumming without anyone even giving direct contact to his cock, blowing me away. And although I’d only been inside him for seconds, I had to struggle to keep from joining him.
“You’re incredible,” I gasped, remaining still for a long moment to regain control. Or to try to. “Where have you been all my life?”
“Waiting for you.” He threw his head back, writhing under me. “Alpha, move please. I ache.”
“Of course, omega.” Withdrawing, I thrust inside again then retreated, again and again, faster and faster, the tight walls of his body squeezing me and making it impossible to slow down even if my omega had been willing to let me. He was hard again, and I removed one of his hands from my shoulder and moved it to his cock. “Stroke yourself, for me. I’m not coming until you come again.”
Brave words while my balls tightened and my brain sizzled, but he set to work, squeezing and jerking himself. Human males claimed they couldn’t come twice in a row, and many shifters said the same, but before I exploded, my omega proved he was fully capable of painting both of us with a second orgasm.
And then stars shot across my vision, and I filled my omega, my knot forming right behind the last drop of cum to hold it inside him, and I pulled him up to mark him, the coppery taste of his blood in my mouth.
Mine. Forever. My fated and true mate
Chapter Seventeen
Blaze
I woke tangled with my alpha, my face tucked into his chest. His chin rested on the top of my head, our legs intertwined.
I’d never slept so hard or so deeply. I moved a bit to press a kiss against his Adam’s apple and he pulled me in tighter, his palms moving in circles along my back. “Good morning.”
“Good morning,” I answered but neither of us budged. One of his hands moved to the back of my head where he ran his fingernails against my scalp.
“Are you okay?” He asked and moved his lips to my forehead.
“I’m great,” I answered, a little too soon. I moved my legs and stretched and felt the ache. A delicious ache. “Oh, maybe I’m sore.”
Darsh pulled back. “Did I hurt you?”
“No. Yes. It’s not your fault. It was my first time. I’m bound to be sore.”
“How about a hot shower?” He asked. “Ease your muscles.”
“That sounds nice. Will you join me?”
My alpha chuckled, shaking us both. “Me joining you in the shower would do nothing to help your issue. I’ll get in with you to wash up but no funny business.”
I pouted. “If you say so.”
“I do. While you let the hot water help you, I’ll make us some breakfast and coffee. Anything in particular you like?”
“I’m not particular. I’m just starving.”
“Good. My wolf is eager to feed you, take care of my mate.”
We showered but true to his word, Darsh only washed up and then left me to get pruney in the warm water. His shower had three heads and if I hadn’t smelled food and coffee, I mightnot have ever gotten out. I dried off and found he’d left me a new toothbrush and a pair of his sweatpants on the counter. I lifted them to my nose and inhaled. Goddess, he always smelled incredible. Oak, cedar, and forest filled my senses.
“Are you okay in here?” He came into the bathroom, chuckling. Shit. I’d been caught. I looked at him in the mirror, my nose still pressed against his pants.
