“I know,” she whispered around her fangs.
“Bite me,” I urged, lifting my head to stare into her eyes and locking on. “Take me. Show every other dragon who I belong to. Mark me as yours for all eternity.”
Anna’s head blurred and she buried her teeth in my pec, piercing the skin and drawing deep of the essence that made me who I was.
I roared as my hips thrust, lifting her clear of the bed as the mate bond blossomed more fullyand brought me to the edge of an orgasm the likes of which I had never known.
Then the pain faded and she withdrew, lavishing me with tiny kisses and cleaning the wound as I sank back into the bed. My arms wrapped around her, holding her tightly to keep her close in the aftermath.
I glanced down at the mark after a minute. It was already healed. The scars, though, would never fade, nor would the knowledge that I was claimed. That I had a mate.
Thirty-Six
Anna
We laytogether for some time, his cock inside me, my head on his chest. I listened to his pulse while my finger idly played with the twin marks on his chest. Marks I had made. The sign that he was mine, now and forever more.
I marveled at that, at the changes that had been wrought over me since the day I’d met him. I had a mate. The “broken-down clippy” had amate. Everything was different now.
What did it mean for all the others out there like me? Was I special, or had we as a species been doing it all wrong this entire time? So many questions would arise from this.
That’s for later. Focus on the now.
Caz must have had the same thought—or perhaps he read mine through our burgeoning mate bond—because he stirred underneath me, his cock twitching
“My turn,” he rumbled.
“Good,” I teased.
He stuck his tongue out at me even as he rolled me onto my back. Rearing up tall and proud andall sexy muscle, he parted my legs, spreading them wide until I was exposed to him—exposed but not vulnerable. The worship on his face as he stared at my body was unmistakable.
The one thing I would never feel around Caz was fear or worry. Not for my own well-being. Just being in his presence had me knowing I was safe and protected. That he would do anything to prevent harm from coming to me.
Now he pressed up against me, stretching my pussy around his dick, the thickness of it filling me perfectly.
“Are you ready?” he asked, his eyes filling with a subtle light.
His dragon was there, pushing on him and demanding him to claim me. I could see him holding back, trying to fight it, but in the moment, that’s not what I wanted. Not whatIneeded.
“Let it go,” I said, scraping his chest and paying extra attention to my mate marks. “Don’t hold back on me. Not now, Caz. Not ever again. I’m yours.”
“That’s all I ever wanted,” he rumbled, low and pleased, the light in his eyes building further. “You. I want you now. I want you forever. Every morning. Every day. I never want to know a world without you in it.”
“I’m yours,” I moaned, my body starting to shake as he thrust against me repeatedly,crashing into my hips. “Caz, I am all yours.”
“Say it,” he growled, his fangs descending as I stared up at him, wide-eyed and eager. “Say it now!”
Somehow, I knew what he meant. What he needed to hear from my lips before he claimed me.
“I love you.”
Roaring, Caz smothered me under his body, burying his face in my neck as his hips pumped, his cock swelling.
My proclamation turned to a scream as hot, sharp pain exploded in my neck, his teeth sinking in deep. Penetrating. Taking.
Claiming.
Mine.
