“Rowan, more, please,” I panted the words in between moans.
His gaze blazed red, and his body got hotter. He hovered over me again and fisted his hands in my hair. “Hold on tight.”
My arms flew around his neck as his strokes went harder, and my body tingled with magic as it flowed between us.
His thrust became faster as he started moaning.
Rowan’s moan was the sexiest sound I’d ever heard, and it danced across my skin as he made love to me.
My eyes fluttered shut as bursts of light shone behind my eyelids.
Tremors of pleasure wracked through me, and I cried out as it ran its course.
My bones were buzzing, and my muscles went slack. My entire being had been exhausted.
Rowan’s moans turned primal as he roared, and he lifted my back off the mattress slightly.
He stilled, and searing pain enveloped my shoulder blade as his drake claw branded me. My eyes glanced to the left to see his red drake claw embedded into my shoulder.
Thick, wet liquid seeped down my back and dripped onto the sheets as he tore it out.
Magic consumed the mark, replacing the pain with another round of pleasure that had my toes curl. My head flew back, and my fox teeth elongated as my ears and tail manifested.
I pulled back up and snapped my jaw to the side of his shoulder, my teeth fighting to make a tear in my mate’s skin.
His hands cupped the back of my head, his claw gone, and I broke the skin. His blood was hot, but I bit harder to ensure my mark stayed.
The matebond flared to life, stronger than anything I’d ever felt before. My fox form attributes disappeared, and I pulled my teeth from his shoulder and collapsed under him.
My heart was brimming with magic and love. My soul was one step closer to becoming complete.
Rowan pulled himself out, and I let out a sigh of both relief and disappointment as my walls throbbed with the desire to have him back.
“You’re the piece I’ve been missing my entire life.” He grabbed a throw blanket from the bed and gently wiped his seed from between my legs.
“I’ve never felt so whole in my life either.” My entire area was sensitive and the magic vibrated through it and flowed into me. Our bond had been cemented, which meant we were now connected. Just like other mates, we were able to tell the other’s location and feel what the other was feeling.
My parents used to tell me how useful that part of the bond was, and because they could never lie to each other.
He used a dry part to clean himself up too before discarding it on the floor. “Let’s clean your mark.”
My body was pushed to the limit. I wasn’t even sure if I could stand on my feet, so I had no interest in cleaning up right now. All I wanted was him.
“We can clean in the morning,” he decided. I was sure he’d recognized my emotions through the bond, scooping me off the bed and tearing off the top comforter containing all of our mating fluids before placing me on clean sheets. “I want to hold you for the rest of the night.”
He tossed the dirty one on the floor before going to a closet right out front of the bathroom and grabbing a new one. He climbed into bed with the new comforter and flung it onto the bed.
I scooted toward his open arms and settled myself against his heated chest. After we’d bonded, my body didn’t seem to overheat with him. “Good night.”
“Good night, my fledgling.” He pressed a kiss to my head and inhaled our scents.
Our scents would be forever embedded into each other now that we had mated, and the thought made my heart full.
My eyelids grew too heavy to keep open, and my consciousness drifted as I stayed tucked in the arms of my mate.
THIRTY-ONE
Rowan
