He began pistoning in smooth, quick strokes—pleasure once again blooming in Eve. Every stab of his dominating thrusts brought her closer and closer to climax. She moaned, arching her back until the top of her head was the only part of her touching the ground. Her canines dropped into her mouth, and her fingers stretched into claws she raked across Braden’s arms and back. The need to mark him overwhelmed her almost as much as the lust. A covetous snarl tore from her lips. She dug her nails into his back, the fresh smell of blood adding to the wild desire.
She felt Braden’s claws scrape against her ass as their bodies slapped together, punctuating each driving thrust. Eve felt him grow even larger inside her and she screamed with both the pain and the pure pleasure as his girth threatened to rip her apart. She felt herself changing, adjusting to take his larger size. She gyrated her hips wanting more, taking more.
It wasn’t enough.
“Now.” Braden practically barked the word. He grabbed Eve behind the neck and pressed her face against his chest. “Bite me. Claim me with bite and blood.”
The human part of Eve’s brain couldn’t register what Braden was asking, but her wolf side, the side made of raw, natural instinct knew exactly what had to be done. She opened her mouth impossibly wide and sunk her fangs deep into his flesh. The rush of hot blood filled her mouth as Braden’s howl reverberated around them. She sucked and licked, drinking Braden into her body. He was the socket, and with her teeth buried in his muscle, she felt plugged in to him. Where he began, she began, and where he ended, so did Eve.
Her pussy pulsed and throbbed with aching need to climax. It wouldn’t take long, not now. She released her hold on his chest, the blood dripping to her chin as she wrapped her legs around his waist.
“Harder,” she managed. “Faster.”
His eyes flared with an amber glow as he grabbed her hips and did as she commanded. Her body tightened as the stirring of orgasm felt like a string pulling from her neck down to her groin, bending her back to take even more of Braden.
“You’re mine,” Braden rumbled.
“Yes,” Eve panted.
“Say it,” Braden demanded.
“I’m yours, Braden. All yours.” Burning agony ripped through her body when he sunk his fangs into her upper breast. She cried out, screaming, as she climaxed at the same time. He sucked and licked her wounded flesh. The smell of her own blood… his blood… Her senses so overloaded she couldn’t think, only feel. She clasped him hard to her chest, shaking with tremors as he roared against her breast. He dined on her blood as wave after wave of raptured ecstasy poured through Eve, plunging her deeper into a chasm of frenzied passion.
Braden drove her through one climax straight into another until she thought her lungs would explode along with her body. Finally, he unclamped his teeth from her breast, crying out her name, “Eve!” as his lower body jerked, thrusting his cock deep once, then again, as he filled her with his seed.
When the last of the orgasms ebbed, Braden clutched Eve to his chest. Where their wounds touched, amazingly the skin began to knit and heal until they were scarred marks of claim.
She had him all now. His saliva, his blood, his semen, and his mark. She’d taken him into her body, heart, and soul. In her life, she hadn’t been sure of much, but in this, in mating with Braden, she had no doubts.
Eve tilted her head to Braden when she heard his soft murmur…Only you, only you…
“Only you,” she said, smoothing back his sweat-drenched hair. He repeated the words, his face turning back to human, but Eve noticed he hadn’t opened his mouth. How could she hear him?
We are one, now Eve. We share a bond of bite and blood that only death can break. You’re my mate.
Eve’s eyes widened. “Seriously?”
