He stilled above her. The thick head of his cock nudged the swollen folds.
Amidst the addictive hunger, there was something more. Something Zoe didn’t want to speculate on. For a moment, apprehension edged at her arousal.
“Say it, Zoe. Say you’re mine.”
It was a claiming.
He was claiming her.
And she desperately wanted to belong.
“I’m yours,” she whispered.
He thrust into her, working himself deeper, his gaze locked with hers. She gasped and gripped his shoulders tighter. He eased back, then pushed inside her again, slowly, deeply. He filled her perfectly.
“Mine,” he growled. “My mate.”
“Yes.” She was fighting to breathe. Fighting to make sense of the sensations tearing through her.
His hips jerked hard, burying himself further inside of her.
“You need to say it back to me, angel.”
“My mate,” she whimpered, feeling a new surge of energy pulsating through her body. A brilliant array of color, pleasure, and sensations vibrated through her. For a brief, intense moment, she felt as if her body and soul merged with his, and her senses exploded with the pleasure of it.
His cock throbbed inside her, thick and hard, stretching the sensitive tissue. Electric pulses began to race through her body.
Jack’s jaw clenched, fighting for control. He pulled back, then slammed in harder and deeper, impaling her with swift, hard strokes.
She dug her nails into his shoulders and gasped. Her vision darkened as she cried out with her release. The pleasure broke her. Every neuron in her body seemed to explode in ecstasy.
The vortex burst, sending violent waves of energy ricocheting off the walls. She heard Jack’s shout, felt the overpowering pleasure of his release pulsating inside her.
Closing her eyes, Zoe held onto him and knew nothing would ever be the same again.
She was lost to him.
Chapter 14
It was a long time before Jack found reality. Zoe rested on his chest and his hand caressed the smooth skin of her back. So soft, so feminine, so perfect. He actually uttered a small prayer of thanks to the Goddess who watched over them, something he seldom did. What had he done to deserve her? His wildest fantasies hadn’t come close to what he’d just experienced.
When she stirred, he whispered into her ear, “Zoe.”
He wanted to say more, but any words would lessen what they shared.
She had changed him. It was more than the new power surging through his veins. More than the mating. There was a sense of rightness that he’d never felt before.
Her eyes were half closed and she looked up at him dreamily. Even though she was his for life, damned if he didn’t want her again.
“We did it,” she said softly.
“We did.” He searched her eyes and felt a twinge of guilt. “Do you have any regrets?”
She closed her eyes briefly, then looked at him with wide, trusting eyes. “No.”
Jack exhaled. He hadn’t even realized he’d been holding his breath.
She gave him the sweetest little smile and put her hand to his chest.
