Page 98 of Hearts of Stone

And I knew exactly what I would do with my newfound freedom.

I scooped Jade up into my arms, relishing the fact I could do that freely now, catching the way her eyes went wide, then when a smile spread across her face as I laid her down on the bed.

“If that ensemble has any sort of sentimental value to you, then you best get it off, lass,” I rasped.

“What?” Her eyes slid down to where my cock jutted free of my body, hard and waiting for her. “Oh…” Then she scrambled to get free of her clothes, my eyes watching for every inch of creamy skin that she revealed.

“But keep the pearls.”

Seneca stared down at her, before plucking at the strand, rubbing one smooth bead in between his fingers.

“I do like the way you think, brother,” Carrick said, moving in to take over, yanking her skirt down, then tearing her underwear off with a swift slice of his claws.

Then she was completely bare to each one of us, how she’d be every night if I had anything to say about it. Normally I’d check in with her, with my brothers and find a way forward that would make us all happy, but a foreign feeling that took a whileto recognise, a savage selfishness, had me lunging forward. Her arms went around my neck and her thighs around my waist as I sank down upon her.

She was mine, for just this moment, or eternity, I wasn’t sure, but I couldn’t bring myself to stop in order to find out. My mouth found hers and her lips were soft, parting for me the second we kissed, my body rearing up as my tongue thrust past them. I needed her taste, all of it, but right now I’d settle for finding my way around her mouth. I liked the way her nails raked across my shoulders, her hips bucking upwards so that sweet little slit rubbed against my aching length. But after a while, it wasn’t enough, and the pearls along my shaft started to throb viciously.

“Jade, I need—”

“I know.”

She shoved me again, this time with an entirely different intent, and I fell backwards down onto the bed, a throne for her to mount. Seneca and Carrick moved into the space I’d vacated, their claws raking across her ribs, sliding down between her thighs to spread apart that enticing pinkness or to map the swells of breasts my hands itched to touch.

But I would get what I needed.

Because that’s how this would be now, each one of us seeing to the other’s needs, ensuring that the bonds that bound us tight were strong. My hands went up to help her as she moved forward, and as soon as she got close, I pulled her down upon my face. I pressed a kiss into her inner thigh, then looked up at her.

“I’ve dreamed of licking your hot little cunt since the moment we met,” I told her, even as my thumbs went to split her open.

“Well, far be it for me to stand between a male and his dreams,” she said, before easing her hips down.

Sweet, so sweet, and with an acidic tang that had my fangs aching with need. My tongue slid between her folds, collecting up her taste which I gulped down. After I made my tongue into apoint, I conducted a very careful inspection of the terrain around her clit, the side of my tongue only just grazing the place that needed me most. Her hands went to my hair, tightening to the point of pain and I just grinned, relenting with a very slow broad sweep of her pearl, hearing her moans pick up in pitch right up until the point I flicked past it. When she let out a little sigh of disappointment, I went back again and again, closing the gaps between pleasure and nothing until her thighs were twitching.

When she bore down on my face, grinding all that sweetness into it, I sent up a mental cheer. She needed me so much that she would cut off my oxygen supply. I didn’t care about breathing, rising to her challenge by pushing my tongue right up inside the place that ached for me, wiggling it until I felt that hard ring that would come alive as each one of my pearls was wedged in. That had her hips shifting, jerking in time with my pulses, a rhythm that turned ragged and uneven when my thumb rubbed at her pearl, with it all coming to a head as her whole body stiffened.

“Graven…”

That, that’s how I wanted her to say my name going forward, only like that. I greedily sucked down her juices as they flooded my mouth, feeling her cunt clamp down on my tongue, knowing she’d do just the same when I was inside her.

When.

I knew that for a fact now, my heart singing even as it beat far too fast, until she peeled herself off me.

“Graven…”

No, I preferred this tone of voice, shaky, needy for something only I could give her. I grinned as I cleaned my face off with my hand and then licked it clean.

“Something you need, m…”

“Don’t you say it,” she said in mock outrage, holding her finger out.

“My mate.”

She let out a sigh as I settled down on top of her, pinning her to the bed.

“OK, you can say that.”

“I will,” I said with a slow grin, my cock nudging all of that softness, my breath coming out in a hiss at the first wet kiss of it. “Over and over, because Jade…” She stared into my eyes. “That’s what you are now. Mine, all mine.”

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