Page 53 of Mesmerised

“Open your eyes. Now,” I demanded.

Her eyes were wild. I loved the way her breath came out in little pants. With her eyes on mine, I ripped the front of her T-shirt wide open with my claws. I then used them to graze her nipples, and she groaned, her scent becoming even headier. My dick was demanding release, but I needed to prolong this a little more. With our eyes still locked, I used my talon to rip open the front of her bra. I cupped her breasts in my hands and growled some more.

“Mine,” I murmured as I bent my head to tease one, then the other nipple.

“Antoine,” she moaned.

I trailed my claw down to the front of her jeans and raked along the seam, making her squeal and whimper.

Cupping her with one hand, I rubbed my palm against her soaking wet jeans. “Mine. All of you belongs to me. You. Are. Mine.”

“Oh, God, yes. I’m yours, Antoine. Always.”

I used the claws on both hands to rip her jeans and panties from her. My growls continued to make her whimper and moan, but I was careful not to mar her flesh. I would never harm my mate in any way.

“I know,”she responded.

Her trust in me made my heart swell.

With the heel of my hand rubbing against her centre, I watched as she started to shudder. She was going to come on my hand. Bending my head to her neck, I grazed my fangs over her pulse. Just as she was about to come, I sank my fangs deep into her neck, tasting her addictive, sweet blood. But I wasn’t finished yet.

I allowed her to come, her screams loud around us. But before she could recover, I was on my knees in front of her. My lips and tongue sucked hard on her clit, bringing her back to the brink of another orgasm. Then I slid two fingers inside her and moved my mouth to the pulse in her thigh. Stretching her legs apart, I sank my fangs into her thigh, and she came apart for me again. This time, I brought her gently down from her high.

“Jesus. Fuck, do you know how sexy you look right now?”

And she did. Her cheeks were flushed, pupils completely blown, her pussy gleaming with her arousal, and blood from the wounds in her neck and thigh. I’d commit this image to memory. I gently licked the wounds and used my saliva to heal the puncture marks. Releasing her from her bonds, I expected her to slither to the ground, but then she pounced, taking me totally unawares.

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Donna

What this man had done to me was exactly what I’d dreamed of. To be possessed, dominated, and marked as his. It was beyond all the filthy fantasies I’deverhad. In my opinion, this was way hotter than our actual bonding as fated mates. And now he’d released me, I knew what I wanted.

“My turn. If you don’t like it, tell me.”I repeated the words he’d said to me before he’d pounced on me.

“Do your worst, babe. Claim me like I claimed you. Please.”

His trust in me was sexier than anything. I pushed him to the ground and stood over him. My God, I wanted to rip his jeans off and ride him to hell and back.

“Do it.”

I had to admit that having him at my mercy was empowering. Sure, I knew he was much stronger than me, but he wanted me to have this. And boy, I was going to.

I knelt beside him, fangs and claws lengthened.

“My turn,” I purred.

I gently raked my claws over his torso, paying special attention to his nipples. He growled, his hands clutched by his sides. Maybe I’d restrain him next time.

“Fuck, yes. I’d really like that.”

A saucy smirk covered my lips at his words.

“Hmm, do you like that?” I whispered, teasing his nipples again. “What about this?”

I worked one hand down to his now bulging crotch and teased my claws over it. He thrashed his head from side to side, growling. I loved it when he growled. Bending over his neck, I teased his pulse like he had mine.

“My turn… again.” I sank my fangs into his neck, my hand squeezing his cock with possession.

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