His fangs pierced the soft skin of my neck as my own plunged into his shoulder. The burn went from painful to pleasurable almost immediately. I shrieked at the invasion and came so hard I sobbed. His body shook and he held me tight as we performed the ritual that bound us together for eternity. He touched a place so deep inside of me, I never wanted him to leave. I was unsure of how much time had passed. It could have been hours or minutes. The closeness I now felt trumped what I had felt before and it awed me. Running my hands over his face and tangling my fingers in his thick hair I pulled his mouth to mine and I was complete. It was done. We lived through it…barely…and we now belonged to each other. Rolling me beneath him, Hank entered my body with infinite tenderness.
Our lovemaking was slow this time and his eyes stayed locked on mine. I could swear he was looking into my soul. Tears fell from my eyes as I moved in a rhythm with my mate that sealed our bond.
"I love you," I whispered. "Forever."
"I love you more," he said as his hips began to move faster and he plunged deeper into my very willing body.
"Not possible," I shot back as little shocks of pleasure rolled through me. I jerked and undulated beneath him as I cried out.
The gentle lovemaking came to an end as we were consumed with what I could only call mating frenzy—nothing was off limits and it was impossible to be close enough. However, we tried and tried and tried until we succeeded. We were now completely spent or dead. I wasn't sure which...
"I'm pretty sure I died," I moaned as I tried to lift my head.
"If this is dead, I'm all in," Hank said as his hands continued to memorize my body.
"That was amazing," I murmured as the feeling in my limbs slowly came back. "Will it be that way every time?" I asked. Part of me hoped he would say yes, but the other part of me was sure I wouldn't live through that again.
"From what I understand, it gets even better. We'll just have to put in a lot of practice and find out." He grinned and I felt it in my toes. "We do have a few more rooms to christen in this house..."
I bolted upright as reality sunk in. “Oh my god, Hank, what about my job and stuff? We kind of forgot to discuss the logistics.” I realized I didn't really care about my job at the moment, but we should have some kind of plan.
“We’ll deal with that later. We have a mission here and the rest will work itself out,” he said as he lifted me and took me to our bed.
“I’m exhausted,” I muttered as I tried to keep my eyes open.
“Go to sleep,” he whispered in my ear. He wrapped his huge hard body around my smaller, softer one and I smiled sleepily.
“Don’t leave me,” I pleaded as I slipped into sleep.
“I will never leave you, Essie. Never.”