“I won’t run ever again,” I swore.
He grinned up at me.“I much prefer you fight me than run, mate.”
An ugly laugh escaped me at his teasing.If I was meant to be with anyone, it was this impossible, ridiculous male.
As if a dam had burst, a wave of tears and affection overwhelmed me.I pressed my lips to his cheek, knowing I was crying all over him, but needing the closeness as I peppered kisses over his face.
His arms wrapped around me, surrounding me with his inhuman strength as I finally let myself feel everything I’d been running from.My lips grazed his, and he captured my mouth, drawing me into a drugging kiss that made the world fall away.
I hovered over him, doing my best not to touch any of his injuries while pressing as close as I could get.His tongue teased at my lower lip and a shudder of arousal washed through me.Dargo rolled until we were side by side, running his hand down my hip and yanking my leg up until he could grind against me.I closed my eyes, lost in the rolling sensations taking over my body.
He knew exactly what to do to turn my brain off and I felt myself growing slick as he notched himself between my legs, teasing me with the pleasure I knew he could give me.
“Wait!”I squirmed free of his roaming hands and tried to untangle our legs only to have him jolt forward, pinning me to the ground with his hips.“You’re hurt, we can’t do this.”
He grabbed my hands, trapping them over my head and kissed a path down my cheek to my ear.
“You’re denying your wounded mate a bit of pleasure?”he asked, his voice a seductive purr.“It would be my dying wish to sink into your tight cunt and pass from this life.”
My eyes narrowed as I strained to free my hands from his suspiciously strong grip.He shifted until both my wrists were held by one of his hands, the other moving down my body and catching the waistband of my oversized shorts.
Struggling to catch up with my traitorous pussy begging for his touch, I jolted when he ripped at my shorts, destroying yet another item of clothing.Warm air swirled over my wetness and I arched into him even as I strained to free myself.
“You were dying,” I growled.“I laid next to you for hours, crying myself sick because you.Were.Dying!”
He bared his teeth in an unrepentant grin, and rolled his hips until I was gasping from the teasing slide of his hard cock between my folds.
“Dying may be a bit of an exaggeration,” he admitted.“I’ve been bitten before and lived.I’ve gained a certain immunity to percer venom.”
“You’reimmune?”I yelled, wrestling a leg free and trying to knee him off of me.“You bastard!I was scared shitless!I thought I killed you!”
He was laughing as he wrestled me back under him, effortlessly dodging my attempts to kick him.I was still cursing him out when he pressed his thumb to my clit and sank his cock into me in one smooth motion.
My ravings died on my tongue and I gasped, arching into him, chasing the last few inches I knew he had, only for him to withdraw completely and give my clit another teasing circle.
“I hate you,” I breathed, my core clenching furiously around nothing as the wave of pleasure he’d triggered ebbed away.
“Hmm.”He pressed a kiss to my parted lips.“No, you love me.You told me so yourself.”
“I take-” An inelegant squeak escaped me as he thrust forward again and my whole body rippled from the delicious invasion.How could anything be so infuriating and feel so fucking good?
“I take it back.”
“You can’t take it back,” he purred, slowly, tortuously pulling out again until I was straining my hips up, my body begging for him to return.“You’re my mate, you love me, and you swore you wouldn’t run away.”
“You’re an ass,” I moaned, twisting my hands in a desperate bid to escape his hold and force him to actually fuck me.“I thought you were in agony, I thought you were dying, and the whole time-”
Another thrust, this one so shallow it was nothing but a tease, and every nerve in my pussy almost wept with longing for real penetration.I sucked in a deep breath, and forced my brain to return to what I’d been saying.
“The whole time, you were just messing with me.”I don’t know why I was surprised, hadn’t he done the same thing when I’d ‘captured’ him?I’d need to keep his tendency to play possum in mind.
His eyes glittered and he levered himself up on his elbows, the angle making his pelvis grind over my clit, while only the head of his cock remained inside me.
“I was in agony.I may survive the odd bite, but the venom still makes you feel like your bones are melting.”
My rage eased a bit at his admission.He really had been at death’s door, and I was thrilled he survived, even if it had come at the cost of hours of physical suffering for him, and mental anguish for me.
Seemingly unconcerned by the last few hours of pain, he rolled his hips again and my toes curled until my feet cramped.
