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Chapter 67

Hermes

She tasted so damn sweet. Her puffy lips caressed mine again as I sucked her tongue into my mouth. The skin beneath those tattered rags was cool and soothing on my hot skin. Relishing in the coolness of her body, I felt my cock strain to life. It was rigid, harder than I ever thought possible while I rubbed it close to her core. She was tall, almost my height which gave me perfect leverage to shove my rigid member into the only warm spot in her body, her pussy.

Feeling a slight tapping on my shoulder, I groaned grudgingly, pulling away from her hot cinnamon mouth. "What?" I groaned as my hand thrust under her shirt, feeling her pointed peaks. This fire between us was unmistakable; she was my mate. Ember pulled one over on Demeter and matched the two of us. Kronos, I swear I hope she is my mate and not done to gain a distraction.

I wasn't going to give this vampire up. Her eyes radiated red, as red as my lust for her. "I'm sorry to intrude," Selene's soft voice lamented. "But you are making Ares uncomfortable, and that in itself says something." My mouth was already back on my mate. Sucking in those flavorful cinnamon lips.

"Sorry," I mumbled as I sucked her top lip. Slapping my mate's ass, she jumped and straddled her long legs around me, whining my name while pressing her breasts against me. My eyes glanced at Selene, the color already returning to her face and the moon shining brightly. A smile slipped to her lips while shaking her head.

"The Dragon's blood makes the bond almost too intense. I suggest you mark her and join the festivities." Selene rubbed her neck where Demeter had cut her, already healing from the claw scratch. Bits of mud scattered her face when she was thrown down on the ground by Ember, who scarcely saved Selene's life.

I groaned again, pushing my mate to the stone wall of the cottage. Rubbing my erection on her core, she cried out. "Come with me," I tried to pull her away from my body.

"I can't. You keep moving away." Her husky voice was music to my ears. Pulling her inside, I shut the door with a slam, and a bright light invaded the cottage. The noise from the outside had vanished; all was silent. My mate leapt onto me, pulling at her rags. I did the same, removing the dirty cloth from my body. All that was left in the cold cabin were embers, a broken table, and a makeshift mattress made of straw and blankets. It would have to do because my cock and her pussy couldn't stand it any longer.

My mate sucked on my neck, leaving little nibbles in its wake. Smelling the bits of blood left behind from her bites had me gripping her ass like a vice. "Name," I panted as I pulled her pussy closer to my dick. I didn't even know her name. How the hell was I to scream it when I climaxed into her sweet cavern?

Whining my name into my ear, I chuckled, palming her tantalizing pebbles stroking my chest. "What's your name,?" I complained. "I need yours so I can scream it when I fuck you senseless."

Her core clenched, and her bundle of nerves rubbed my cock in such a way it made her come undone. "Ahhh!" Her head flew back while I gripped her ass to rub my cock more. Her sweet essence dripped onto me, and the smell of her honey leaking on me made my nose flare.

Mouthwatering, I flipped her over to lay her on the hay mattress. Spreading her legs wide for all of her glorious body to see, her clit glistened into the low light. "Name," I snarled again while I flicked her nub. "Ahh!" Again, she pushed, trying to get her pussy into my face. "I won't touch you unless I know your name!" Gripping her inner thigh with a tight squeeze, her eyes darted open and stared at my tongue while I licked my chapped lips.

"H-Harlow," she finally breathed.

"Harlow." I purred, Harlow. My sweet vampire Harlow was my mate. This day I never saw coming. I was not worthy of having a mate, not after my years using Hades' concubines, but all my confessions to my mate would have to wait because I was going to claim her as mine. The bond was too strong and my body too weak to fight it.

My mouth descended on her clit, flicking it ever so lightly while she wiggled in my arms. Throwing her thighs over my shoulder, I feasted and filled my hunger for food and drink with her essence. My tongue rubbed inside her pussy lips as her cum filled my mouth. "Mmm, Harlow, you taste divine." Gripping my dirty curls on my head, she cried out my name like angels sing during the birth of a god.

My member throbbed, dripping with my own seed. I needed to bury myself into my mate, claim her as mine, and the only way I could do that was to shove it in like no tomorrow. I didn't care if she was a virgin or had lovers before me; all I cared about was that this cock would be the last to fill her.

"Are you a virgin?" I whispered as the tip of my shaft tickled her clit. Her breathing stopped while glancing at my eyes.

"I'm sorry, no." Her voice was low with disappointment. Grinning, I shoved myself right into her core. My body hovered over hers, my lips tickled her cheek.

"Good," I whispered in her ear. "Then I can fuck you as hard as I want." The light in her eyes brightened; wrapping her arms around my neck and her legs around my torso, I continued my vigorous assault. I rutted her, pulling my dick out far enough only to shove it right into her core.

"Hermes!" Harlow screamed. Her breasts bounced while I sucked them to a pointed peak.

"This is mine forever, Harlow. No one else can touch this sacred temple." I bit down on the side of her breast hard while her chest heaved upward. Crying out my name again, I thrust my hips at a different angle, feeling each part of her tight core. "All mine, and this dick is yours. Do with it what you will." I pounded harder into her cervix. I wanted her to feel every damn part of me.

"I'm going to bind your soul to mine, Harlow. Do you understand?" Nodding her head, I slapped her thigh sharply. "Words!" I yelled out.

"Yes, Sir!"

Holy, mother flipping shit. Mine.

My chest became closer to hers as I slowed down my thrusts, my body willing itself to release my soul, pulling Harlow's with it. Her soul melted into mine as our bodies continued to fuck each other below us. A burn in my chest, a glow in hers, my symbol, the petasos or winged helmet, appeared on her chest. "Yes," I moaned while kissing her again. Our souls merged back together, Harlow withering under me.

"I need to come." I put my hand between us and pinched her clit as we both fell apart. My breath fanned her neck, but she pushed me forward. Feeling a sharp sting in my neck, I felt her fangs sink in. I orgasmed again, and by God, it was a blinding light to my eyes. The world had gone so bright my senses faded out while we both fell asleep in each other's arms.

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I groaned, my body was stiff, and my dick was even more rigid. It was still buried in Harlow's body as she began wake. As much as I enjoyed our mating, I couldn't help but feel inadequate in myself. I barely knew her name and claimed to mark her before knowing anything about her. Did I give her much of choice?

We were both under the blood magic of the Shifter Dragon, enhancing our bond to make our bodies even more in tune with each other. What was she going to think? That I couldn't control myself?

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