Wait, a second…
I should be mad.
Why did I not care that he marked me with his name? I stared at the carving and couldn’t muster up even an ounce of outrage I knew I should have felt.
Mine, his thought resonated in my ear like a roar, erasing even the concept of anger.
The angry gentleness shattered like thin glass. His thoughts were morphed into nothing more than wild snarls. He adjusted me with a bruising force that made me fall onto my hands. My thighs remained straddled over his hips.
I glanced back to see something wild and hungry in his eyes. He was feral.
“Wait,” I gasped, trying to crawl away.
But he anchored his arms over my thighs, holding me in place.
“You’re going to hurt me!” Panic threaded my voice, but a sliver of me was aching for what he could give me.
I was okay with him as a beast, but not while I was on full display.
“My mate.” I could barely make out the garbled words over his snarls.
His tail kept thrusting as if to lull me back into the blissful calm I’d been before. Weak as I was, my body was already begging for more.
He nuzzled his chin on my neck as his purr forced my elbows to give out. I held my breath in anticipation for what I knew was coming, but when seconds passed without him taking action, I relaxed into his tail again.
It wasn’t until I was completely melted into the soft pelt floor that he suddenly filled me with one savage thrust that ripped me apart and put me back together again. I gasped as the sensation of being completely full washed over me.
He must have felt it too, because his weight grew heavy on top of me as he covered me like a blanket with his top half. Warmth. Safety.
Tears pricked my eyes. Home.
Every motion of his unrelenting hips reaffirmed that I was his. That I couldn’t go anywhere, and neither could he.
Despite everything. We were one.
We were all that the other had.
His orgasm filled my mind, and I fell off the precipice right behind him, as if I were experiencing it for myself.
The growled groans in my ears rolled safety and warmth over me.
My heavy breathing was in perfect harmony with his. We laid there in bliss for what felt like forever. As if time stopped around us, so we could stay in our bubble of peace.
My eyes went to the mark on my thigh and knew that eventually this fantasy bubble would pop.
What would the price be when it did?
Chapter 21:
Foralongtime,anytime I tried to move, he dug his claws into me, pulled me impossibly closer, and snarled. I’d gotten a few accidental deep gouges in the process.
Once I surrendered and relaxed into the pelt, intent on enjoying my sex high, he relaxed too. Only pulling my hips back when he suddenly decided I wasn’t close enough.
I’d never been in this position before. Someone was supposed to leave. What did a person do when both parties stayed? This was a new situation that I wasn’t sure how to navigate.
He wasn’t even mentally present to have a conversation with on the matter. But I was sure that was his general policy too, based on our last romp. If I had to assume, the beast and he had two different agendas.
I felt impossibly full and satiated in a way I couldn’t wrap my head around. Was this what it felt like to want for nothing?
