Holding me tight, his shadows started moving, lapping at my hardened nipples and sliding between my folds in a rhythmic motion that made me cry out.
“Do it, please, Damien.”
His tongue swirled around the skin between my breasts before it thrust forward, jabbing into my sternum with an audible crack.
Pain rippled through me as the pleasure his shadows worked to give me was drowned out for a few agonizing seconds, but just as tears gathered in the corners of my eyes, pleasure swooped over me again.
His horns and tail grew as his magic entered my body without a matebond to give him permission, and I writhed under the pressure.
Pulling his tongue out, his shadows stopped working my sensitive areas. “You did so fucking good, little bird.”
My mind was in a fog I couldn’t seem to lift, and I couldn’t speak anything intelligible, so I nodded with a goofy smile on my face.
He chuckled and grabbed my hips, lining himself up with my soaking center before plunging into it in one easy push. “You feel like you’re fucking mine.”
Pleasure and magic flooded me, and I screamed as our matebond snapped violently into place.
A stuttered gasp left me. “Looks like you’re mine too.”
He let his shadows dissipate as he took me in his arms and wrapped my legs around his waist. “Little bird, I’ve been yours. Bite me, and don’t be gentle.”
My canines extended, and I bit into his neck hard as our magic shot at each other in a chaotic flow, and he pulled back before starting to pound inside of me.
His piercing seemed to put pressure on a very pleasurable spot, and with each calculated thrust, I was lost to the feeling. My teeth pulled out, and his blood coated my face and dripped down his body.
My head fell back into the water, cleansing the blood before his hand grabbed my neck and jerked my head forward to meet his heated gaze.
Pleasure rocked through me, and my body shook like I’d been affected by aftershocks.
“That’s such a good girl,” he growled into my ear as he held me tight. “Come on my cock just like that.”
“Damien!”
His thrusts slowed before he did one more deep stroke, and his body tensed. His shadows filled the shower, stopping the water from pouring down. “I love you so fucking much.”
“I love you,” I moaned, grabbing his shoulders as he pulled out of me.
My nub throbbed as his piercing slid over it. He gripped my butt and walked us out of the shower before setting me down on the rug.
He put a fluffy towel over my shoulders and wrapped one around his waist before a loud commotion came from the next room.
My body heated as I realized that some of my mates and potential mates were in the next room and could hear us.
“It’s okay, little bird, your noises are the hottest thing in the world,” Damien assured me with a mischievous wink.
The door to the room opened to reveal Rhett who bounced his gaze between us before resting between my breasts.
I pulled the towel closed after realizing I was flashing him, and he cleared his throat.
“You're mated,” he noted. “What kind of mark is that?”
Damien slid his hands over mine and opened the towel only enough to show the mark that rested on my chest. It was a black swirl embedded in my flesh, and when Damien waved his hand over it, a shadow tendril moved out of it.
I let out a startled squeak, and he chuckled. “Try thinking of it as another appendage. You’ll get the hang of him.”
“This is your mark…” I flicked the tendril back and forth in a wobbly motion before it slunk back into its tattoo.
“You’re mine.”
