I shoved my knee between his thighs, pushing them apart. When a familiar firmness touched my leg, I knew Zak was hard already. I grinned into the kiss. A little rough play and he was already erect. Even now, he just had to be cute, didn't he?
I snaked a hand down his chest, feeling up his toned muscles and brushing against the dusting of hair that ran down his front. I pulled out of the kiss and filled my lungs with air as I sat back on my knees before examining his prone body. My hand trailed through his patch of coarse pubic hair, which was as dark as the hair on his head.
"I'm a little disappointed there's no silver streak here, too," I said.
Zak barked out a breathless laugh. "Very funny."
Zak's cock twitched as my hand danced around it, close but not quite touching. He barely withheld a whimper of need.
"So mean," Zak mumbled.
"Why don't you find another fated mate then?" I teased.
I was clearly joking but the shadow that crossed Zak's face made it clear he was in no mood to hear that sort of thing. "No, thanks," he growled. "I like the one I have."
Part of me wanted to push his buttons. I liked this possessive side of him. It was utterly different than Craig's. It wasn't one of one-sided ownership, or treating me like a piece of property. Zak's possessiveness was born out of real love and a primal, animistic urge.
I smirked. "Are you sure? I'm sure plenty of other omegas would love to have you."
In one swift motion, Zak lunged and flipped me over, pinning me to the sand. To my surprise, I wasn't scared. Not at all. In fact, it thrilled me. I'd never seen this side of Zak before; at least, not directed at me. It was different when I knew he would never hurt me.
"Don't ever insinuate that again," Zak growled in my ear. His hot breath made me shiver. "You're mine, Kamari. I don't want anyone else. Got that?"
Fuck. Why was that so hot?
Zak's black-and-yellow eyes blazed, but there was genuine warmth and love beneath the flames. He knew this was a game, too. I knew that if I asked him to stop, he would do so immediately. I thanked whichever fates set us up as mates that we both liked things rowdy.
I liked his reactions, so I poked the bear—or in this case, the wolf—a little more.
"No one?" I asked. "Come on, Zak. You're telling me if there other omegas here on this island throwing themselves at you, you wouldn't want them?"
I was teasing, we both knew that, but my words did come from a place of doubt—doubt that Craig had sown in me. It was hard to let some of the things he said go. They were lodged deep in my psyche and now I was grabbing them and putting them on full display. I wanted Zak's light to burn up those old shadows.
Zak snarled, his fangs inches from my face. I loved how sharp his canine teeth were, even in human form. I reached up to touch them with my thumb. After a moment, Zak growled and pushed my hand back down into the sand.
"I told you." He leaned in so his lips were touching mine. "I don't want anybody except you." He bit my lower lip, tugging on it. "My fated mate."
With one hand pinning me down, his other hand snuck down my body and found my cock. When he wrapped his fingers around it, I let out a muffled gasp.
"Understand?" Zak growled.
I wasn't done being difficult yet. How much more of this side could I coax out of him?
"Not quite," I said. "Why don't you show me?"
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Zakariel
Something awakened inside of me,a primal mix of lust and anger. But my anger wasn't directed at Kamari—it was at those who had hurt him and those who would get in the way of our love.
I sank my teeth into Kamari's neck, gentle enough not to break the skin but with enough force to make him gasp, then slid my tongue down to the dip of this collarbone.
I knew he was goading me on purpose. Even though I liked it when Kamari dominated me, I had no trouble assuming this greedy dominant role, either. If my mate wanted it, he would get it.
"You're mine," I growled. My wolf stirred possessively. I wanted him so badly.
Kamari let out a low, breathy laugh and wrapped his arms around my neck. The warm glaze in his eyes told me he was enjoying this. Good. I wanted him to.
