“Tell me what it meant.”
“I was marking you.”
I’d suspected that. “Because you’re a possessive, wicked fae man?”
He slid his hand across my cheek and lifted my face, his gaze meeting mine. “Iampossessive, though I never have been with anyone but you. I knew from the moment I arrived at the fortress that you were there, waiting for me.”
How intriguing. “You sensed me?”
“Iknewyou in the searing kiss of fate across my soul. The awakening of a part of me that I never thought would unfold. At that instant, I was stunned. I had to find you, had to do all I could to show you that you were mine.”
“You came to the fence and watched me. I could almost feel your touch on my spine. The weight of you caging me to the ground while your body rose over mine. The heat I’d only find in your arms. I felt as if I’d waited forever just to meet you, to hold you and kiss you.”
His lips curled up before smoothing. “And that’s why I marked you. I want everyone to know that I belong to you as much as you belong to me. Me being possessive?” He shrugged. “I guess that’s what it is, but know that while I may possess you, you own everything that makes me who I was and who I am today.Youpossessme.”
He kissed me again, and I was soon lost in his touch. He only had to look at me to make me come undone. I relished the feeling, savored how even his fingertips gliding up and down my spine could make me let go.
In no time, I was moaning and rubbing my body against his, surrendering to the pleasure of his lips and his tongue thrusting inside my mouth. I clung to him, guttural cries ripping up my throat as I rocked against his hand on my clit and his stiff cock waiting beyond.
His fingers glided to my breast, and he rolled one of my nipples, teasing it into a hard bud of throbbing need.
I stroked his cock, making it grow even stiffer. Then I broke away from his mouth again and gave him a sultry smile before sinking into the water. I’d done this in the river, and I needed to do it again.
I sucked the head of his cock into my mouth and hummed at how amazing it felt to do this simple thing for him.
He bucked against me, his groan shattering the water’s surface to sink around me.
After gathering another breath of humid air, I dropped back down and took him into my mouth again, running my tongue across the tip while stroking all of him with my hands.
His fingertips tightened on my arms, and he wrenched meabove the surface, his feverish gaze meeting mine. His growl ripped out, and he lifted and turned me, bending me over the side of the tub with my ass presented to him like a gift from the fates themselves.
He stroked my back, each swirl of his hands moving deeper between my legs until his fingers slid inside me. His growl echoed around us again, and he leaned over me, nibbling on the wet skin by my ear.
When his threads glided across my clit, I nearly blasted across the sky, driven by the lightning I’d found only with this man.
“You’re wet for me, my fury,” he whispered, sliding his fingers inside me. “Your sweet pussy sucks on my fingers so nicely.” He plunged them in and pulled them out while his threads twirled across my clit.
I went feral, whimpering and shoving my body back to meet his hand. His threads.
“You take my cock even better.” He pulled his fingers out, and my body made a wet, sucking sound. He rose over me, bracing my hips with a tight grip while placing the head of his cock at my entrance. “Feel me.” A thrust, and he was seated all the way to the hilt.
I clung to the side of the tub, my eyes rolling back in my head at the pure, exquisite pleasure he gave me.
Pulling out, he drove back inside me again. “Know me.”
I bucked back to meet each of his plunges, releasing tiny shrieks that only drove him wilder. He was mine and I was his, and there was nothing else in this world that would make me feel complete.
“Take me,” he whispered by my ear. “I’m going to mark you again with my mouth, my fury. I’m going tobiteyou. Yes or no?”
In my soul, I know he wouldn’t do it if I told him not to. He wouldn’t do anything I didn’t agree with.
“Yes,” I cried, shoving back to meet his thrusts. At this point, I’d agree to anything as long as he didn’t stop, but I was clear enough still to realize this moment was special. “Mark me so the whole world will know.”
He jerked his hips forward, pushing me against the tub, and I spread my legs wider, welcoming his body’s fury.
When he bit down on my shoulder, my orgasm crashed through me in roaring waves, surging and plunging over and over again, driven by the tingles spreading from his mouth.
The skin encircling my wrist burned. I was too far gone in this moment, in the feel of his cock surging inside me and his tongue smoothing across the sting, to bother looking at my hand.
