“I prayed to your god Vix to save me,” I confessed.
“It wasn’t Vix who saved you.” His voice rolled deep and dangerous. “Isaved you.” He slid out halfway and then thrusted back inside me. “You aremine, Jessamine.” Then he opened his mouth and sank his fangs into my shoulder at the base of my throat.
I came instantly, my orgasm spasming as he gripped my ass, claws pricking my skin, and lifted me higher so he could thrust into me hard and deep. He growled, his mouth and chest vibrating against my skin as he fucked me fiercely.
“Yes, my love,” I cried and moaned. “Fuck me like that. Like you’ll never let me go.”
He groaned and growled louder, pumping hard one last time, his cock pulsing and spilling his seed while he sucked on the bite he’d made.
His knot formed quickly, locking us together as he continued to spend inside me. My brain went hazy from the intense coupling and mind-spinning orgasm. I dropped my head back to the door while he licked the bite mark, a rumbling purr vibrating in his throat. After another moment, he lifted me, still buried inside me, and turned to sit on the bed. My legs were still wrapped around his waist, so I rested them on the bed and pulled back to look at him.
His expression was still wild with passion, but sated. The ripped gown hung on me like a robe, my naked body pressed to his.
He stared into my eyes another moment, breathing heavily, then he asked, “Are you well?”
I laughed, my cunt squeezing around his cock. He jumped and clenched my hips where he held me.
“Stop that!” he ordered.
“Am I well?” I asked, still laughing. “You just fucked the life out of me. I’m very well.”
His mouth tilted in that delicious smile that made me want to kiss him. “I meant to ask if you were injured before…but I couldn’t stop myself.”
“Nor did you ask me if I would take your mark,” I added.
His brow pinched together in concern.
“I am very well.” I brushed my lips against his, sliding my tongue into his mouth and flicking one of his fangs. “And I wanted your mark long ago.” I kissed him on a moan, feeling the swell of his cock again, even while his knot tethered us, unable to move. “As a matter of fact, I was going to demand you give it to me last night when you returned from the feast.”
He fell forward, leaning his forehead to mine. “Vix’s blood, Jessamine. When I found Mishka hurt and you weren’t in our tent...”
“Is she okay?” I asked quickly.
“She is. She’s fine.”
“A small mercy,” I whispered, rocking my pelvis slowly against his, wanting to go again. “I imagine there was no mercy spared for Gael and his men.”
“None.” He rolled me beneath him onto the bed, holding his weight on his forearms. “I hope you didn’t want any for them.”
“No. Though I am sad for the Mevian people. They were led astray by him.”
“We’ll inform Goll, he’ll need to clean up that mess. He’s the king, after all.” He rocked up inside me, the knot loosening slowly.
“And what of Lord Redvyr of Vanglosa? Does he still want to marry his skald fae beneath the sacred tree?”
His eyes slipped closed on a groan as he slid his cock out to the tip, spreading my legs wider with his thick thighs and gliding back inside me. It took my breath away.
“On the first full moon of spring, my heart,” he whispered against my lips. “Right now, I’m going to fuck you slow and sweet, and not so rough like I just did.”
“I like it when you’re rough,” I admitted. “I like the beast. I love him, actually.”
His eyes warmed with affection. “I may be a beast, but I can be gentle.” Another brush of his mouth against mine. “Let me show you.”
“Show me, my lord,” I teased
He cradled the back of my head, his expression serious, grave. “I love you, Jessamine.”
Then he showed me.
